Chapter 39 This Man Is Really Bad

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The earthen pot, together with the mushrooms inside, splashed towards Xueluo's slender back; Feng Xinglang, with quick eyesight and quick hands, hooked around Xueluo's waist with one hand, letting her hug him closer; , hit the earthen jar in the past.

The crock was pushed open by Feng Xinglang, but the hot soup inside was splashed on Xueluo's back, causing her to gasp in pain, and tears almost fell out. It really hurts! Xueluo really didn't know how she had the courage to block that man's scalding crock with her weak body...

The mushrooms stuck to the shirt on Xuehou's back, which undoubtedly increased the area on her back that was scalded.

It was too late to take it off, and with a "stab", Feng Xinglang violently tore open the shirt on Xueluo's body with his bare hands. Almost at the same time, the shirt on Feng Xinglang's body was taken off, and he put it on Xueluo's body instead , wrapped her slender body tightly.

"Feng Xinglang, don't, don't do this." Xueluo was really embarrassed. Especially in front of so many orphanage volunteers, it's really not elegant to play tricks with Feng Xinglang.

"Don't move around!" Feng Xinglang sternly reprimanded, and his proud and strong physique was displayed in front of everyone. Fortunately, only the upper body.

He maintained the movement of hugging Xueluo tightly without relaxing at all, leaned over, from top to bottom, and inspected the burn on her back through the gap in Xueluo's back shirt. Because of the timely treatment, there were only light red burn marks on her snow-white back, which was not too serious.

But compared with the other white and tender skin on her back, that large piece of light-colored hot red is still a bit shocking. A trace of pain flashed in Feng Xinglang's eyes. He buttoned the shirt that was on Xueluo's body backwards.

In the next second, Xueluo, who was still in shock, was carried on Feng Xinglang's shoulders. Because Xueluo suffered burns on his back, he couldn't hold him horizontally, and he could only carry it on his shoulders.

"Feng Xinglang...Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Put me down quickly..." Xueluo was so embarrassed that she was almost speechless.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Feng Xinglang carried Lin Xueluo out of the food stall, and walked towards the Ferrari parked outside the door.

A table of volunteers in the orphanage almost looked dumbfounded. This way of showing affection is really too domineering!

"It's so domineering! I like it! How come I haven't met such a domineering president!" Yuan Duoduo sighed.

"...It's true love! You don't care about other people's eyes, you can pamper yourself as much as you want!" Zuo Anyan, the team leader, sighed sincerely, "Xueluo finally found her own home! It's just too violent! "

After a second or two of silence, someone suddenly said in shock: "It's over! The big money said he would treat us to dinner, but he left before paying!"

"..."

Xueluo was thrown into the Ferrari. And it was thrown in with the chest down.

This man is too brutal and violent! The back was not burned to death, it was almost killed by him! Thinking about just now when he tore off her shirt in public, and then put his own shirt on her body... Xueluo was so ashamed that she was almost ashamed! The next time I go back to the orphanage, how will I face those group of volunteer colleagues!

And this violent man didn't even say hello, and she carried him out of the stall without saying a word. What a shame this time!

"Why did you protect the earthen pot for me? I wonder if the soup in it will be scalded by you?" Feng Xinglang asked sternly while starting the sports car. It seemed that it was a rebellious thing to block that hot crock pot for him.

Xueluo just didn't want the man's injured left shoulder to be injured for the third time. But when she saw the man's violent questioning appearance, she didn't want to explain anything, so she said casually, "Who wants to block some earthen pot for you? I was just unlucky and accidentally bumped into it!"

Sometimes when you speak hard, you can reduce a certain amount of embarrassment and embarrassment. The man in front of her was a dangerous person that Lin Xueluo had to stay away from, so she didn't want him to misunderstand, she cared for him, and didn't want his injured left shoulder to be injured again, so she risked using her body to block that hot crock pot .

But thanks to Feng Xinglang's timely handling, the hot soup didn't last a few seconds on her back, and he promptly stripped off her shirt.

"Accidentally hit? Oh, it seems that you are really unlucky! In fact, there is something more unlucky and more terrible than this: falling in love with me! Lin Xueluo, I advise you not to be like a moth to a flame." What a stupid thing!" Feng Xinglang stared at Xueluo, and said coldly.

love him? This man is becoming more and more like a narcissistic peacock, so proud and narcissistic! How could I fall in love with him? How can he make her fall in love with him uncontrollably? Megalomaniac!

But Xueluo's heart still throbbed inexplicably at Feng Xinglang's words. She knew clearly: it wasn't an impulse of loyalty that she threw herself to help him block the crock pot, and it wasn't because she was accidentally bumped into it... So what was it?

Xueluo panicked, "Feng, Feng Xinglang, stop the car! I...I want to get out of the car!"

With a creak, Feng Xinglang, being an exceptional gentleman this time, really stopped the car abruptly on the side of the road. But the next sentence he said made Xueluo half dead from anger.

"You can get out of the car! But I have to return my shirt!" Feng Xinglang put his big and noble hands on the steering wheel gracefully, and narrowed his eyes slightly to stare at the surprised and angry expression on the woman's small face.

"Give me back the shirt? Are you trying to make me run away?" Xueluo glared angrily. This man is really bad.

Feng Xinglang smiled wickedly, and said leisurely, "Don't you still have clothes on inside, just treat it as a pikini!"

Xueluo instinctively protected her front body with both hands, fearing that Feng Xinglang would get too aggressive and pull her shirt off, so she glared at him angrily: "Feng Xinglang! You are so bad!"

"You are the one who refused to get out of the car! Then follow me obediently!" Feng Xinglang stepped on the accelerator again, and the explosive sports car immediately roared towards Feng's house like an arrow leaving the string.

Along the way, Xueluo was silent. No more arguing with Feng Xinglang. His naked upper body was so close to her, so close that she could hear his heartbeat, and smell his manly breath with a hint of acrid tobacco and mint.

The nose is full of his breath. It's not just her hearing and smelling that occupy her, but also her heart, which seems to be bit by bit eaten away and swallowed by his exclusive breath.

Xueluo quickly turned her head to the side to see the scenery passing by outside the car window.

She was looking at the landscape; he was looking at her.

Just glanced at her more.

"Are you sure your skin is thicker than mine? You still have the guts to cover the earthen pot for me? It's a blessing that the back is burned. If I burn the face, I will return it!"

Just checked, the woman's back was not badly burned. His hands were also splashed with soup, and the temperature was not that hot.

"Whether to return or not, it's up to your brother to decide! You don't need to worry about a little uncle like you!" Xueluo said on top.