Chapter 669 The Soul Is Almost Lost on You

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These blushing words overflowed from Feng Xinglang's thin lips, full of sentimentality, so ambiguous that Xueluo couldn't lift up, let alone look at this man.

But Feng Xinglang didn't feel ashamed because of his frivolous words, what he showed was still his handsome face like an iron wall.

"Feng Xinglang, stop talking...you still have to be shameless!"

Xueluo's face was flushed with shame, and she wished she could reach out her hand to stop the man's mouth on the train.

Of course, if Feng Xinglang wanted face, he wouldn't seduce women like this.

"The soul is almost lost on you, what do you need for this face? You can take it together! Together with my walking dead body!"

This feeling is so incendiary...it can make people faint!

"Feng Xinglang, save yourself! This girl doesn't care about your soul, let alone your body! Lan Youyou has been waiting for you for so many years, you go to her!"

Xueluo was cold and caring, but when she listened carefully, she couldn't hide the sourness in her words.

"Yeah, she's been waiting for me for so many years, but I haven't given it to her...why is that?"

Feng Xinglang followed the woman's wishes, as if he was dissecting himself, and he was also trying to comfort the woman, "Isn't it because my whole being, my whole body and mind, was taken away by you, Lin Xueluo?"

"Who hooked you! Shameless!"

Xueluo glared at Feng Xinglang resentfully, "You go! We're already divorced! We're nothing anymore!"

"A husband and wife for a day, a hundred days of grace! What's more, we have been a husband and wife for so many days... Can we still get rid of the relationship in this life?"

Feeling that the woman's force against the door was much weaker, Feng Xinglang raised the force, and squeezed in naturally.

There was also a food tray in his hand. Inside was a plate of cola chicken wings, glutinous rice ribs, mushrooms, vegetables and rice, all Xueluo's favorite food on weekdays.

"Your own son chose this for you. Do you have the heart to disappoint his filial piety?"

The rogue card of the iron wall is over, and the family card will start next.

Xueluo swallowed back the original refusal. Her son is her heart and soul, and she is really reluctant to lose her son.

"Where's Nuonuo?"

Xueluo instinctively raised her head to look behind Feng Xinglang, but she didn't see her son Lin Nuo following behind her father, Feng Xinglang.

"Oh, teaching his uncle and grandpa downstairs."

Feng Xinglang put the food tray on the desk and began to look at the attic where Xueluo's mother and son lived.

The attic is only about 20 square meters, but it is packed warmly and comfortably. But the cramped and low space still made Feng Xinglang frowned.

"Feng Xinglang, you allow Nuo Nuo to be neither big nor young, disrespectful and rude? Nuo Nuo is always like this, how can he integrate into society?"

For the sake of his son's education, Xueluo was the first and the second eldest.

During the five years of living with Hetun, Hetun seemed to have raised the little guy into a bad child full of hostility; but now, Feng Xinglang, his own father, is not good at persuasion, but even encourages and indulges his son's behavior No manners, no rules.

"Why can't I integrate into the society? This little thing is simply a replica of me since I was a child, unruly, wild and individual! Isn't that good?"

As expected, Feng Xinglang greatly appreciated his son's personality, and had no intention of criticizing education at all.

"Feng Xinglang, you are enough! You are not allowed to transmit your hostile thoughts to Nuonuo in the future! My own son, I will educate myself!"

Xueluo was really in a hurry. Hetun's education has always been his only one; and Feng Xinglang's education has fostered his son's arrogance.

"Okay, okay, I will teach Nuonuo to respect the old, love the young, and be kind to others."

Feng Xinglang didn't want the world between himself and a woman to be filled with gunpowder because of his son's education.

Xueluo glared at Feng Xinglang, pursed his lips, "You have delivered the food, you can go now!"

It was this ruthless order to chase away guests again.

Xueluo knew: Feng Xinglang really loved his own son Lin Nuo.

She felt that Feng Xinglang could chase after her son's mother in order to satisfy his son's wish.

Having said that, I still lack the confidence in my heart!

There are four things a woman must have: self-confidence that shines on the face, kindness that grows in the bottom of the heart, backbone that melts into the blood, and strength that is carved into the life!

Xueluo felt that she was really low!

Especially after I divorced Feng Xinglang, but I don't have the ability to give my son a comfortable and happy family; at least I don't even have a graduation certificate, I can only get a certificate of completion that is not recognized by enterprises and institutions.

Is it an eviction order?

How could it be so rare for a man with a high IQ like Feng Xinglang?

"Have a bite first, I'll watch you eat. You can go downstairs and explain to your son...cough cough!"

Before Feng Xinglang finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing twice.

He instinctively used the back of his hand to hide the embarrassment of coughing, but he never expected that the back of his hand was stained with coughed up blood.

Not much, but compared with the fair skin on the back of the hand, it is still very conspicuous.

"Feng Xinglang, you're coughing up blood..."

Xueluo came forward to check in a panic. Sure enough, it was blood, bright blood.

"How are you feeling? Does it matter? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

The woman's eyes were filled with distress.

"What kind of hospital are you going to... If you don't die, you will be suffocated by the smell of disinfectant!"

Feng Xinglang's tall and muscular body swayed slightly, and he lay down on Xueluo's bed.

"Then... then shall I take you to Cong Gang? He, he should be able to cure your internal bleeding."

Xueluo had seen Cong Gang's superb medical skills in dealing with internal and external injuries.

"No! I feel blocked when I see him."

Feng Xinglang straightened his back, "Maybe I'm tired from climbing the stairs...Let me lie down for a while."

The man coughed up blood, and was so exhausted, would Xueluo still have the heart to drive the man away?

Besides, Xueluo is not that kind of hard-hearted woman!

In fact, Feng Xinglang's internal bleeding had already stopped.

As for the blood on the back of his hand, whether Feng Xinglang coughed it up by himself is unknown.

But one thing is certain: it was indeed Feng Xinglang's own blood! As for where it came from, only he himself knows!

The weakness of the body stems from the good beating in Fort Peter.

Tortured his whole body and mind as if he had died once.

Feng Xinglang belongs to the kind of man who is arrogant in his bones. There are some things that he would rather die than live with.

A woman's bed is not very suitable, but it is extremely comfortable.

Lying on the pillow that smelled like a woman and his child, Feng Xinglang's heart felt peaceful inexplicably.

No external factors are required.

A few minutes later, Feng Xinglang clearly felt that his blood-stained hand was gently held by a woman in her palm...