Chapter 1476 It Must Be True Love!

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Xueluo let out a long sigh as he watched his son Lin Nuo happily get into the riot vehicle and leave.

It seems like this life can't be peaceful! It’s true that the trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop!

I thought that after his biological father brought the little thing back from Rouen, he would be able to go to school obediently without blaming himself or being blamed; now that he is fine, he lets his biological grandfather He Tun take him out to play wildly... and Xueluo still can't refuse!

She picked up the phone and was about to make a 'complaint' call to her husband Feng Xinglang, but Xueluo slowly put down the phone.

There is nothing wrong with the grandfather taking his grandson to play for a day and a half; if he had made this 'complaint' call, wouldn't he have to put Hetun and his husband, Feng Xinglang and his son in tit-for-tat again? !

Moreover, Hetundu was already a disabled old man, so Xueluo couldn't bear to refuse.

It seems that it is better not to make this call than to make it! It won’t be too late to wait until my husband comes back in the evening.

But the sensible Xueluo didn't make the call, but the conscientious Basong had to. Because he couldn't bear the responsibility of losing the young master of the Feng family.

After the anti-riot vehicle drove away, he called Feng Xinglang again.

"Mr. Feng, your father took your son away to play and said he would bring him back early tomorrow morning. Well... I stopped him, but I couldn't! The key is that I was afraid of accidentally injuring the young master and his wife!"

Those who are close to vermillion are red, those who are close to ink are black. Basong has been with Feng Xinglang for a long time, and he has also been exposed to some of Feng Xinglang's humorous spirit.

"Useless things!"

After Feng Xinglang hissed, he asked in a tight voice, "Where's the wife?"

Basong glanced into the living room, "My wife was yawning and seemed to have gone upstairs to sleep again..."

"Tell Aunt An to send breakfast upstairs and let the wife eat breakfast before going to bed. You keep watch over the wife."

"okay."

Before Basong could finish speaking, a beep of being hung up came from the other end of the phone.

ah? Is this the end? Do you only care about your wife's breakfast and don't even care about your own son?

Think about it: it is a normal thing for the grandson to go out to play with his grandfather... The masters are not in a hurry, and he, a pawn, is not in a hurry!

Feng Xinglang waited all day but did not receive a call from his wife to 'complain' to him.

This son was taken away by others, how could she be so calm?

It’s so big-hearted!

Of course, that also depends on who takes the little guy away!

Because in Xueluo's view, it was much safer for the little guy to leave Hetun than to follow her, a powerless mother.

When Feng Xinglang came back late, Xueluo said lightly: "Your son went out to play with his grandfather... He said he would bring him back early tomorrow morning!"

A woman who has slept well at home during the day will be full of energy at this moment. I'm reading a copy of "The Intelligent Investor" on my tablet.

After noticing that the man had been standing beside her for a long time without making any sound, Xueluo subconsciously raised her head to look.

The man's handsome face showed fatigue and a hint of dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong?" Xueluo asked knowingly.

"When Hetun took away Nuonuo, did you refuse?" the man asked quietly.

Rejected or not rejected? !

Xueluo quickly thought of words that could calm the man's anger:

"I refuse in my heart... But your dad finally came to Shencheng once. He misses his grandson. It's human nature!"

She knew why the man was angry and why he had such a cold face.

"You mean you didn't refuse?" Feng Xinglang asked again.

"It's not all...the key point is that I can't refuse him! You know Hetun has always been fierce...you asked me to reject him, aren't you making things difficult for me!" Xueluo muttered.

"Then why didn't you call me?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"I'm worried that you might quarrel with your biological father!" Xueluo looked softly at the man's angry handsome face.

Seeing the woman looking at him pitifully, Feng Xinglang restrained his words of scolding.

"Okay, let's put the bath water in for my husband...be more attentive tonight."

Perhaps the only good thing about the little guy not being at home is that he can dominate this woman without any scruples.

"Yes, I will grant you the title of high official! The little girl will help the high official bath and change clothes now!"

Xueluo immediately climbed out of bed and ran to the bathroom to fill the man's bath water as if he had escaped death.

…

A burst of intense and deep kisses gave Xueluo an uncomfortable feeling of being short of breath.

She wanted to push the man away, but he was full of enthusiasm.

"Okay, Xinglang...I...I feel uncomfortable..."

In fact, it wasn't uncomfortable. To be precise, Xueluo didn't want to take this last step of sublimation with the man. Hugs and kisses are enough.

"Well, I'll make you comfortable in a moment." The man's voice was full of love.

"Ah...it's not good, I...I seem to be coming...my aunt is coming!"

This excuse is common to female compatriots all over the world. And it works every time.

The man paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand to explore: he didn't find what he should have.

But whether it is true or false, it can be reflected that the woman does not want to be further intimate with him.

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired; but it was only done hastily.

Xueluo hugged the slightly sweaty man tightly and kissed his Adam's apple.

"Xinglang, the breeding farm is on the right track. I want to find another project to do... Can you recommend one to me! Well... I recommend the one that makes money quickly and is guaranteed to make a profit."

Xueluo still feels quite good about herself. Because the farm will soon be profitable. As everyone knows, these profits are based on Feng Xinglang's existing connections. Lin Xueluo might not even be able to figure out the secrets by herself!

Xueluo also wants to reflect his own value in life, and also wants to work hard to prove his ability. Maybe it’s because it’s too easy to make money from GK Ventures’ profitable projects, and it’s more or less eager for quick success.

Feng Xinglang, who was not fully enjoying himself, was not in the mood to talk to a woman about this kind of work at this time; he just hummed in agreement without giving a substantive answer.

"Are you unhappy?"

Xueluo touched the man's lips lightly, "My beloved wife is not feeling well today... When she feels better, why not fight with my husband for 300 rounds?"

"Xueluo... do you no longer love your husband? Or are you tired of being intimate with your husband?"

Men do it on purpose. Even if you can't have a hearty time, you can feel comfortable asking for a little kiss and caress from a woman.

"No...Xinglang, I really feel a little uncomfortable...I don't really want to think about that...don't be angry!"

"But I just feel that you don't love me as much as before!"

The man lifted Xueluo's chin, letting her look directly at his lustful and dissatisfied handsome face.

So, in the next hour, Xueluo tried hard to show how much she loved this man!