Chapter 39: This man is really bad (1/2)

The earthen jar, along with the mushrooms inside, splashed over Xueluo's delicate back; Feng Xinglang's eyes were swift and his hands were hooked over Xueluo's waist, allowing her to hold him closer; one hand was already fist , Hit the crock jar in the past.

The earthen jar was pushed and opened by Feng Xinglang, but the hot soup inside was spilled on the snow-falling back, so painful she drew in the air, and even tears were almost falling out. It really hurts! Xue Luo really didn't know how he had the courage at that time, using his weak body to block the hot crock for the man ...

Mushrooms were affixed to the shirt on the back of the snow, which undoubtedly increased the area behind her.

It was too late to take a stab, and Feng Xinglang tore open Xue Luo's shirt with bare hands. At the same time, Feng Xing Lang's shirt was taken off and put on Xue Luo's body. , Wrapped her skinny body an inch.

”Feng Xinglang, don't, don't do this.” Xue Luo was really embarrassed. Especially in the presence of so many orphanage volunteers, they were doing small moves with Feng Xinglang Qingqing and me, which was not very elegant.

”Don't mess around!” Feng Xinglang scolded, proudly showing his strong physique in front of everyone. Fortunately, it's just the upper body.

He kept the movement of clinging to Xue Luo without any relaxation, leaned over, and looked at the scald on her back from the top to the gap in the shirt behind the snow. Because it was handled in time, her pale, creamy back was only lightly scalded, not too serious.

But the large piece of light red was still a bit shocking compared to other white tender skin on her back. There was a flash of pain in Feng Xinglang's eyes. He buttoned the shirt worn on Xue Luo.

The next second, the frightening snow fell on Feng Xinglang's shoulders. Because Xue Luo was a scald on his back, he couldn't hug him horizontally, and he could only carry his shoulders.

”Feng Xinglang ... Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Quickly put me down ...” Xue Luo was so embarrassed that he was almost speechless.

In the eyes of everyone, Feng Xinglang carried Lin Xueluo out of the stall, and walked towards the Ferrari parked outside the door.

Almost all of the volunteers at a table looked foolish. This way of showing affection is really overbearing!

”It's too domineering! I like it! Why didn't I meet an overbearing presidential figure!” Yuan Duoduo sighed.

”... It's true love! There is no concern about the eyes of others. You can pet as much as you like!” The leader's Zuo Anyan sighed sincerely, ”Xue Luo finally found her own destination! It's too violent! ”

After being silent for a second or two, someone suddenly said in amazement: ”It's over! That big money asked us to eat, but he left without paying!”

”...”

Snow fell and was dropped into Ferrari. And he was thrown in with his chest down.

This man is too brutal! This back was not burned to death, he was almost killed by him! Imagine that he was just in the middle of the court, tearing off her shirt, and putting his own shirt back on her ... Xue Luo was so ashamed that he was almost shameless! Next time I return to the orphanage, how do I face the group of volunteer colleagues?

And this violent man didn't even say hello, and he was carried out of the gearbox without saying a word. This time is really a shame!

”Why block the crock for me? I wonder if the soup in it will be burned by you?” Feng Xinglang scolded him as he started the sports car. It seemed to be such a bad thing to block him from the hot crock pot.

Xue Luo just didn't want the man's injured left shoulder to be injured three times. But when she saw the man's fierce blame, she didn't want to explain anything, so she casually said, ”Who wants to block you what crock? I just got hit by accident!”