Chapter 527 An Illusion of Being Cherished!

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In fact, Xueluo planned to find Yuan Duoduo.

For a girl who wants to be strong, she really needs her best friend to accompany her when something like that happens.

But when Xueluo called, she found that Yuan Duoduo's phone had been turned off.

During the day, Xueluo called. Yuan Duoduo answered the phone in a low voice, but she could still hear that she was in a low mood.

It was Xueluo who asked Yuan Duoduo to let her find Feng Xinglang first.

Bai Mo is the prince of Yezhuang; the Bai family has a prominent position in Shencheng. Yuan Duoduo wanted to overthrow Bai Mo and send him to jail, this move was indeed a bit risky.

Besides, Yuan Duoduo is that kind of self-abased woman who wants to save face and suffer. Maybe after calling the police, what was waiting for her was the unthinkable suicide.

That's why Xueluo asked her to find Feng Xinglang! Feng Xinglang was asked to help deal with Bai Mo. Firstly, it can buffer Yuan Duoduo's emotions, and secondly, based on the friendship between Yuan Duoduo and Feng Xinglang, he will definitely coerce Bai Mo to give Yuan Duoduo a satisfactory explanation.

Long, Xueluo sighed.

"What's wrong with kissing Mommy? Do you want to go home?"

Lin Nuo got into Mummy Xueluo's arms, and arched against her chest, trying to find a more comfortable sleeping position.

"Nonuo homesick?"

Xueluo's heart was full of pantothenic acid. She really couldn't tell her son: In fact, this is your home.

"Yeah. Nuonuo misses her adoptive father."

After a slight pause, the little guy pursed his lips, "Mummy, do you think foster father doesn't love Nuonuo?"

"How could it be... Your adoptive father loves Shiwu the most." Xueluo sighed slightly.

"But...but I'm not the son of my adoptive father after all... I don't know if my father has little sixteen and seventeen, so he doesn't love me, little fifteen."

The little guy's worry is actually not unreasonable. The reason why Hetun favors him is also because of his young age; if Hetun accepts another Xiaoliu who is younger than him, wouldn't Hetun's preference go with the tide?

"Nonuo has Mommy's love! Mommy will love Nuonuo forever." Xueluo comforted his son's little sadness.

"Mum, it looks like Feng Xinglang's bastard father... seems to like me quite a bit! But I won't like him!"

The little guy's words were full of complexity. There is a little melancholy, and there is also a little pride.

Xueluo was slightly relieved, "Actually, your dear father may... have... been sorry to your mommy, but he has never been sorry to you! So don't always call him 'bastard' in the future. If you don't want to You don’t need to call him father, but calling him ‘bastard’ would be too disobedient! After all, he is your biological father!”

The kindness factor made Xueluo stand in front of her son Lin Nuo, and she slowly and imperceptibly spoke good words for Feng Xinglang.

"Got it, Mommy."

The little guy pecked Mommy on the forehead, "Aha... Good night, Mommy! Nuonuo is sleepy and going to bed..."

"Hey, go to sleep!"

Before going to sleep, the little guy had already locked the doors and windows tightly and checked them several times.

In fact, Xueluo wanted to say to his grown-up son: These locks are simply defenseless to your bastard father.

Within a few minutes, the little guy fell asleep soundly in Xueluo's arms; this day, the little guy was really tired from tossing around.

After thinking wildly for more than an hour, Xueluo finally couldn't stand it any longer: Is he defending against Feng Xinglang's intrusion? Or wait for him to invade?

I'm about to lose my mind.

After another ten minutes, Xueluo closed her heavy eyes, and finally fell asleep soundly.

In the study.

Feng Lixin stared deeply at Feng Xinglang.

"Xinglang, Yoyo is about to lose everything... Can you not expose her last little fantasy? Big brother begs you."

Feng Xinglang squinted at Feng Lixin, silent.

"About Tuantuan's life experience, I have already told Xueluo. Xueluo should not misunderstand your relationship with Yoyo again."

"So, you want me to take the blame all the way to the end?" Feng Xinglang asked quietly.

"...Yes! At least for the time being." Feng Lixin uttered a word after a long time.

"Feng Lixin, are you cowardly or not? My own daughter doesn't even have the guts to admit it? So what if she admits it? Could it be that she, Lan Youyou, can still bite you?"

After a long time, Feng Lixin sighed, "I'm not afraid that Lan Youyou will bite me...I'm only afraid that Tuantuan will lose his father's love, or his mother's love."

"The truth will come out sooner or later! Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!"

"Having said that! But I still feel..."

"You think it's a P! After all, you're still a coward!"

"You're not cowardly, you go and explain it to Yoyo face to face!" Feng Lixin was scolded to the point of getting hairy.

"I'll go, I'll go! Just wait!" Feng Xinglang stood up.

"Okay... I'll admit it! Second Young Master Feng, seeing your elder brother being so cowardly, you should be satisfied!"

"... Not satisfied! You can be more cowardly!"

"That's good! I'll kneel down for you kid!"

"...Feng Lixin, you are so fucking sick!"

*****

Xueluo had a very strange dream.

He actually dreamed of Feng Xinglang.

I just felt that my back was stuck into a warm embrace, strong and full of strength.

A big hand was slowly moving up along her somewhat lonely curve, covering her delicate body.

Beautiful flowers bloom between his fingers, squeezed out in various patterns.

The palms were filled to the brim, and Feng Xinglang on the back let out a deep, lion-like hiss.

It seems that he wants to tell the little sheep in his sleep: he, the big bad wolf, is for it! And was about to devour her alive.

Such a hug is comfortable.

It would give Xueluo an illusion: an illusion of being cherished!

Xueluo longed for such a hug, which could protect her and her child from wind and rain.

Keep her from being shocked, keep her from suffering, keep her from wandering around, and keep her from having no branches to rely on.

Gently, he leaned over, spread his big palms and lightly clasped her neck lying on her side, and gently opened her thin lips; he kissed Xueluo's slightly trembling lips in his sleep, and put them in his own mouth. , sipping gently, and made no further movements...

This dream is so real!

It was so real that Xueluo thought it was real.

Was it the man who kissed her?

Or did he kiss the man himself?

Xueluo didn't know, and didn't want to know. She just wanted such a dream not to wake up.

Feeling the woman's nostalgia for his lips, he became extremely tender; as if he had obtained permission, he deepened the kiss, pried open her white teeth tenderly, and pushed his firm, soft and powerful The tongue was sent into her mouth, making her feel her own existence, breathe her own taste, blend and blend with each other's breath...

But it didn't last long, and he kissed her away.