Chapter 549: How Can One Be Bright when One Is Born with Beauty?

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He caught her lips very quickly, and something warm and soft filled it, so tender that she couldn't believe it.

Xueluo opened her eyes and looked at the enlarged face in front of her. A wild and handsome man was kissing her passionately;

The man's lips seemed to be filled with thoughts and ties to his child.

So there was a heart-to-heart resonance.

Xueluo wanted to refuse, but it felt like something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say a word.

At some point, Xueluo's hands, guided by the man, hugged Feng Xinglang's strong waist, half pushing and half holding him. She just felt that her whole body no longer belonged to her; his lips were so close to her face that she could hardly breathe smoothly.

The beard on the man's chin that showed through the superficial skin tickled her. Breeding more sentiment will connect each other.

It was a kiss that was so long that one almost lost consciousness.

Xueluo was almost drunk in the man's arms.

When that big hand with clear joints tried to pull Xueluo's body apart, Xueluo seemed to hold on to that hand with some resistance.

"Feng Xinglang, don't... don't do this. I don't want..."

Xueluo pushed Feng Xinglang into a kiss.

Not just mentally, but also physically.

"What's wrong? Are you still worried about your son's safety?"

Feng Xinglang leaned close to Xueluo's ear, and kissed her softly in her ear.

"I feel a little uncomfortable... I guess I caught a cold."

The beard on her chin rubbed against Xueluo's earlobe, and she instinctively shrank her body slightly.

Xueluo couldn't tell what exactly made her feel uncomfortable. She knew it wasn't all because she was worried about her son Lin Nuo. Because his son Lin Nuo is with Hetun, there is no need to worry about his personal safety.

"Do you need to go to the hospital? I'll accompany you."

Feng Xinglang opened his thermal shirt and let Xueluo cling to his naked upper body without the obstruction of clothing.

This kind of warm embrace is exactly what Xueluo has dreamed of for the past five years.

Pressing close to his strong chest, Xueluo's eyes turned red, "No need, just let me go back."

It seems that he is still worried!

Feng Xinglang did not answer the woman's request, but just tightened his embrace. The two people hugged each other like this, warming each other.

Unknowingly, Feng Xinglang had led Xueluo's body to slowly fall towards the sofa. After another half hour, the woman in his arms snorted slightly.

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Outside the villa, there is a depressed, solemn, and even weird atmosphere;

But it was a different scene inside the villa.

warm; warm

The fragrance of flowers.

Clivia is a famous greenhouse flower and is suitable for indoor cultivation.

It is afraid of heat and intolerant of cold. It likes a semi-shady and humid environment and is afraid of strong direct sunlight. The optimal temperature for growth is between 18-28 degrees.

So it takes extra time to serve them.

Cong Gang seems to be very free. When I am free, I am inseparable from these flowers and plants every day.

A person walked in from the side door of the villa.

It's Wei Kang.

Cong Gang raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Kang, his eyes pausing at his bandaged elbow for a second or two.

"injured?"

he asks. Asked calmly.

"A little flesh wound." Wei Kang deserved the courtesy.

"Boss, I'm working for Feng Xinglang now, and Yan Bang's side..."

It turns out that Wei Kang is from Cong Gang.

Yan Bang twice tried to kill Cong Gang, but Cong Gang chose to avoid his attack.

Maybe it's not that I don't want revenge, but that the time hasn't come yet.

In fact, to a certain extent: Yan Bang is not Cong Gang's opponent.

If Cong Gang really wanted to assassinate Yan Bang, maybe Yan Bang would have died more than ten times.

Why did Zi Zi keep Yan Bang, a person who wanted to kill him and Cong Gang...

unknown!

Cong Gang did not adopt the people who worked for him as adopted sons like Hetun; it seems that the age difference between Cong Gang and Wei Kang was not much.

"You continue to follow Feng Xinglang. I will arrange for the third child to go to Yan Bang's place."

"Okay." Wei Kang responded respectfully, "By the way, Hetun has sent the two children on the cruise ship. I think the next multiple-choice questions should start soon. Do I need to follow them?"

"No! Feng Xinglang will put you on standby. Just stay with him."

Cong Gang asked quietly, "Have you fought against Xing Twelve? How did it feel?"

"I'm no match for him! He's very talented and good at figuring out other people's moves."

"Yeah. It seems like your harvest is pretty good."

"But that Xing Laoba seems to have some doubts about my identity."

"He was right to doubt you! Because your routine is similar to theirs! But you are not Hetun's adopted son."

The subtle sound of an engine in the distance made Cong Gang's eyebrows rise slightly.

"Feng Xinglang is here, please stay out of the way."

"good."

Wei Kang retreated in response.

Before Feng Xinglang knocked on the door, Cong Gang remained in a contemplative state; it was not until Feng Xinglang came in that he leaned over to prune the pot of clivia at hand.

"You little bitch, are you quite comfortable hiding here and serving these flowers and plants? Don't forget that it was me who saved you from a pool of blood! Your life belongs to me, Feng Xinglang! Do you understand?"

Feng Xinglang was really unhappy.

Especially after seeing Cong Gang serving these flowers and plants like a master.

"Didn't I save your life from the cruise ship in Hetun? We are even!"

Like little kids bickering, Cong Gang and Feng Xinglang talked nonsense as they pleased.

"You just want to treat these flowers and plants like a master and serve them all your life?"

Feng Xinglang held up a pot of clivia in full bloom. That was the pot that Cong Gang was serving.

"If you don't treat them as masters, is it possible that I want to treat you, Feng Xinglang, as my master?"

Cong Gang asked in a leisurely voice. He was not angry because Feng Xinglang raised his beloved Clivia.

"You're right! I, Feng Xinglang, am your Cong Gang's father! From now on, you must and can only serve me!"

With a clang, the pot of Clivia was hit hard on the ground by Feng Xinglang, and the leaves and flowers fell off.

"Go find Yan Bang to serve you! He will cater to your Feng Xinglang's appetite!"

Cong Gang said casually.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap hit Cong Gang's face.

This slap actually made Feng Xinglang, the abuser, a little confused: He actually hit Cong Gang? And beat him in such a humiliating way?

Wei Kang almost jumped out of the cubicle out of control. However, Cong Gang slightly raised his hand to signal and stepped back.

"Sorry...I'm really impatient."

Knowing that a man's self-esteem would be hurt if he was slapped, Feng Xinglang sincerely apologized to Cong Gang.

"Is your temper the result of being spoiled by Yan Bang?"

Cong Gang did not fight back and remained calm. It seemed that he was not the one who was being beaten.

"Cong Gang, you can slap me back! But after the slap, you must help me!"