Chapter 95 Cherish Her Well

Biquge www.xbiquge.tw, the fastest update: The president loves you!

Xueluo groaned dissatisfiedly, and moved towards Feng Xinglang again with his restless body.

At this moment, Xueluo's behavior seemed to be out of the control of his brain. How could she know how touching she is at this moment.

The way he looked at her was like the warm morning light gliding across the lake, creating sparkling ripples.

Of course Feng Xinglang knew that these illusions of women were artificially created by the things in the bowl of porridge.

Women are still feudal at heart!

So, he coldly pushed her away. Although breathing is short of breath, although the body is troublesome.

Xueluo was really uncomfortable. Not only did her little face turn hot and red, but her whole body was as scorching as if it had been roasted by charcoal fire. It seems that the only way to relieve this discomfort is by untying yourself.

Throat tight, eyes deep.

So how could Xueluo let go of the opportunity to get close to him. Then I saw the pitiful little appearance, itching to Feng Xinglang's heart.

He held up Xueluo's chin, and made her pretty red face almost bleeding into his eyes. He stared at her deeply, restraining her so that she couldn't avoid his scorching gaze.

"Lin Xueluo, can you see clearly, who am I?" The voice seemed to come from the depths of his throat. Breathing with sensuality.

"You are Feng... Feng..."

Xueluo stared deeply at the man in front of him: a handsome and resolute face, still so cold, he had never looked down on her before, and always liked to have a stinky face.

"You are Feng Xinglang...I recognize you." Xueluo suddenly smiled.

That kind of laughter is extremely sweet after being catalyzed by the medicine. You no longer need to go through the judgment of your brain, you can say whatever you want.

"You are very abnormal now, do you know what you are doing?" The man reminded the woman of what she was doing now. He wanted her to see his face clearly, his face.

"Feng Xinglang... I... I want to be your woman! Right now... okay?"

Xueluo had to raise her head to see Feng Xinglang's handsome face clearly. This face could not remember how many nights it had appeared in her dreams.

Xueluo raised his hand tremblingly, but he still bravely caressed the man's handsome and noble face, and murmured, "Feng Xinglang, is that you?"

The words, which were so embarrassing to speak, overflowed from between his teeth.

Must be dreaming!

This was the boldest dream Xueluo had ever had.

The corners of the man's lips curled into a beautiful arc; again, his lips slid across her cheeks, her ears, and her neck like a feather.

"Okay, I'll give you all. Come get it!"

Warm and detailed, trying to make her relax!

I have to say that this man's figure is really good.

The smooth, silky, powerful back glows with a soft halo of love under the light, and the shoulder blades are raised, which is extraordinarily toned; the muscles of the arms are tight and beautiful, the waist is slender and strong, and the long legs hide a strong sense of strength... …

All show off his unruly wild beauty.

Bai Mo in the monitoring room was trembling with laughter.

Although you can't see the picture, the sound is exciting enough.

"Brother Yan, what's the matter, my method is still effective. 'I'll give you all, come get it'... Hahaha, it's so sensational that my teeth are sore!"

"This is the highest level of playing with your wife! The key is that his wife doesn't even know that he is her husband!"

Bai Mo admired Feng Xinglang's karate so much, "When I have a wife, I'll tease her like this too! It's exciting!"

But Yan Bang seemed to have fallen into silence, his eyes were slightly closed, and the unresolved melancholy accumulated on his resolute facial features.

Dawn came in through the vent. It seems a little dazzling.

The warm-colored curtains are blown, like the skirt of a girl dancing.

He has never been warm, but this time Feng Xinglang has rare patience.

No matter whether there is any result between him and her, it doesn't matter if it's cruel or desolate. Feng Xinglang just wanted to try his best to leave her with a good memory to keep in the aftertaste.

A woman's life, this time is precious.

She has persisted for more than twenty years, just for this, it is worth him to cherish her!

Therefore, whenever Xueluo recalled every detail of this moment, she never regretted it in the slightest.

No regrets, but that doesn't mean it wasn't a mistake!

A beautiful mistake, a mistake she will never forget.

At this moment, Xueluo has truly become Feng Xinglang's woman! She transformed herself from a girl into a woman with the bright red color that symbolizes the cleanliness and beauty of girls! He is Feng Xinglang's woman!

Xueluo bit hard on the man's solid shoulder.

She hurts, and she wants him to hurt with her!

She not only wants to remember her forever; she also hopes that he can't easily forget herself completely.

She wanted to leave something on him... So, she bit his shoulder!

Leading her tears meandering down together!

On the sofa outside, the man lit a cigarette. Swallowing clouds.

The handsome face behind the smog kept secret. I don't know if I am reminiscing about the emotion just now, or thinking about something. In short, Feng Xinglang didn't seem to be obviously happy.

The gate of the iron fence has been opened at some time. As he said, the only way to get out of here is through the way just now.

Feng Xinglang was waiting for the woman inside to organize himself.

It all happened so suddenly, it was unreal in a trance. Xueluo sat sluggishly, like a puppet whose mind had been stripped away.

And Feng Xinglang outside had been waiting patiently. He didn't come into the room to urge Xueluo.

He gave her enough time and space to sort out her body and mind.

It took a long time for Xueluo to come out from inside. When he saw Feng Xinglang smoking a cigarette on the sofa, all his thoughts seemed to return in an instant.

She averted her eyes in a little bewilderment. Then he saw the open iron gate.

"Are you okay?" he asked. Ask considerately.

How are you? Xueluo didn't know how to answer. Should I nod or shake my head?

"You're not stupid, are you?" Feng Xinglang cut off the cigarette between his fingers in the ashtray.

Then he stood up and took a few steps closer to Xueluo who was stilling. He didn't know if it was a conditioned reflex, but Xueluo instinctively backed away.

"I won't touch you!" Feng Xinglang took off his suit and put it on Xueluo's shoulders. "Can we go?"

In the galloping Ferrari, Xueluo looked a little stagnant. Silently, watching the ever-changing scenery outside the car window.

Xueluo didn't know why those kidnappers opened the iron fence door and returned her and Feng Xinglang's freedom, and she didn't want to know either!

In the flowing time, Xueluo is as quiet and beautiful as a melancholy oil painting.

When passing by a pharmacy, she saw the slogan on the floor-to-ceiling windows: You Yuting, don't worry about love!

"Stop...stop! Stop!" Xueluo shouted messily.