Chapter 528 Feng Xinglang, Are You Still Shameless?

Xueluo longs to be loved!

Especially the man who is in love with him is what he thinks about day and night.

Xueluo's willpower was not that firm. There were times when she couldn't stand it. If it weren't for the fact that the little boy in her belly was the child she shared with this man, her thoughts wouldn't be so tenacious.

A woman's tenderness comes quickly, which is enough to prove that she needs him and desires him.

In fact, when they were in the tea restaurant, the denseness, the closeness, and the difficulty that women could not pretend to bear when he was with him, already demonstrated very well: In the past five years, women have been protecting him like a jade.

Most women put love first, but most men...

When Feng Xinglang was flirting with women, he was gentle and gentle. Like leaves falling on the water, the ripples spread out and cover the entire lake. Not only the surface of the lake, but also the rocks at the bottom of the lake are shaking... Happiness is like a needle-like worm crawling between her bones!

If Xueluo can't wake up even like this, then she's really a pig at her grandma's house!

So, in the next second, Xueluo opened her sleepy eyes. Before she had time to judge, she clearly felt the weight on her body like a rock from Mount Tai.

The guest room was not completely dark. There was a small soft orange lamp next to Tuotou's head to help him sleep.

Xueluo saw clearly the man on her body.

A beautiful curve curved upward slightly at the corners of Feng Xinglang's lips.

At this moment, Xueluo seemed a little confused. She kept looking at him with her beautiful, shy eyes wide open...

"Do you like watching me love you?" he asked charmingly.

He gently sipped her lips. With a slight exertion, he took on a naturally domineering aura.

It wasn't until he made another move that she felt: It turned out that all this was not just a dream. The thing she was wrapping up actually existed. It’s not a fantasy!

Xueluo was so ashamed that she felt ashamed. Every cell in the body seems to be reporting back: they are happy. And this kind of happiness is exactly what Feng Xinglang gives.

"Feng Xinglang, you bastard! Get out of here right now!"

Xueluo was almost furious. She cursed the man in a low voice. But what followed her low and stern voice was the murmur of her son Lin Nuo in his dream.

Xueluo was startled, and almost reflexively shrank her body up; the stimulation made Feng Xinglang groan in pleasure. It spread from between his teeth to his bones and limbs, reaching deep into the bone marrow.

"Child... Nuonuo is here!"

Xueluo turned her head and looked at her son Lin Nuo, who occasionally chirped in his sleep. He was so nervous that his heart almost flew out of his throat.

What is this big bitch doing? Does he still know what a sense of shame is?

"Then don't be nice! Cooperate with me!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was deep, like the last note of a cello, tainted with the charming magic of a man.

The woman couldn't bear to refuse, but she had to refuse. Unless she, Lin Xueluo, is going crazy!

"Cooperate with your sister! Feng Xinglang, if you don't open it, I will... I will wake up Nono! So that he can see how shameless and indecent your bastard father is!"

"Okay! If you wake up our biological son, I will wake him up for you! The little guy is already 5 years old. It would be better to receive education in this area as soon as possible!"

"..."

The man's uninhibited words left Xueluo speechless and choked. Of course she didn't want to wake her son up to watch, but she just wanted to scare Feng Xinglang, who was doing whatever he wanted, so that he could restrain his behavior.

But who would have thought that Feng Xinglang's shamelessness had reached its peak.

"Feng Xinglang, are you still shameless?"

Xueluo really wanted to kick this man to Siberia.

"Do you know the role of a marriage certificate? It is my license to sleep with you openly! It is protected by law!"

Feng Xinglang continued his actions while saying disgusting words.

Gently, he petted his son's cute pot lid head lovingly, "My dear son, do you like the cradle your father made for you?"

"..." Xueluo wanted to bite this man to death.

If it had been five years ago, she would have risked her life to fight against the gangsters; but her son Lin Nuo was sleeping next to her, and she really didn't want her son to see how miserable she was. So, she gritted her teeth and regarded herself as a lifeless wooden person without saying a word.

I thought Feng Xinglang would be bored; but I didn't expect that this man could even love a wooden person so passionately.

It seemed that he realized now that an inhumane man like Feng Xinglang didn't need any emotion at all when doing such a thing.

Like livestock in the animal world.

"Feng Xinglang, you bully me like this, don't you feel ashamed?"

Xueluo's words were almost crushed by Feng Xinglang. It's so messed up that it can't be put together into a coherent sentence.

I really don’t know if this man did it on purpose or not.

"I'm really embarrassed by just this one action! Why don't we go to the sofa and we can do more poses."

"..."

******

The next morning.

The whole world is clear, and the sunlight shines through the light mist gently on the plants and trees in the Feng family courtyard, giving it a fresh and elegant feeling.

In the guest room, the big one and the small one cuddled tightly together.

Little Lin Nuo's strong little arm habitually wrapped around his mother's neck; but something seemed wrong about this mother.

It seems...it seems like there is something soft missing from the chest!

With sleepy eyes, the little guy's little hand instinctively groped Feng Xinglang's muscular chest.

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: What is this little thing touching? Could it be a habitual action? Touching his mother's breasts?

Little bastard, you also took advantage of that?

Feng Xinglang held his son's flailing little hand. After being comforted, the little thing in his arms became quiet.

Feng Xinglang stared deeply at his son's baby-fat little face: the long eyelashes hanging low, the high bridge of the nose, and the clear-cut lips... The more he looked at it, the more he looked like a replica of himself. .

How blind was he that he didn't recognize this little thing as his Feng Xinglang's son right away!

Or maybe he was attracted by the little thing's cute Jarhead... This should be the work of Lin Xueluo, that smart-aleck but stupid idiot woman.

Feng Xinglang stroked every inch of his son's face bit by bit, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Little thing, do you know: how much your bastard biological father loves you! I'm really happy that you can return to my bastard biological father. Almost ecstatic with joy!