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

Sometimes hard mouth can reduce certain embarrassment and embarrassment. The man in front of her is a dangerous person that Lin Xueluo must stay away from, so she doesn't want him to misunderstand, she is in order to care for him, and does not want to hurt his injured left shoulder again and risk using his body to block the hot crock pot .

However, Xin Xing Feng Xinglang dealt with it in a timely manner. The hot soup did not last for a few seconds on her back, and he immediately peeled off his shirt.

”I was hit by accident? Oh, it seems that you are really unlucky! In fact, there is something even worse than this: it is in love with me! Lin Xueluo, I advise you not to do this kind of moth to fight fire Stupid thing! ”Feng Xinglang stared at Xue Luo and said coldly.

love him? This man is more and more like a big peacock who is intoxicated, so proud and narcissistic! How could I fall in love with him? How could he make her fall in love? Arrogant!

But Xue Luo's heart was still inexplicably stirred by Feng Xinglang. She knew clearly: It wasn't the impulse of righteousness to jump over to help him block the earthen jar, nor was it accidentally hit ... What is it?

Xue Luo panicked, ”Feng, Feng Xinglang, you stop! I ... I want to get off!”

With a creak, Feng Xinglang's strange gentleman really braked the car on the side of the road. But the next sentence he spoke made the snow half angrily.

”You can get off the bus! But you have to return my shirt!” Feng Xinglang's big hand was elegantly placed on the steering wheel, his eyes narrowed at the surprised and angry look on the woman's face.

”Return the shirt to you? Are you trying to make me run?” Xue Luo stared at him. This man is really bad.

Feng Xinglang smiled arrogantly, and said loudly: ”Aren't you wearing any clothes in it? You should wear Pigini!”

Xue Luo instinctively guarded his own predecessor with both hands, for fear that Feng Xinglang would be a big beast, he would really pull her shirt, and gave him an angry look: ”Feng Xinglang! You are so bad!”

”You didn't want to get off the bus yourself! Then you follow me obediently!” Feng Xinglang stepped on the accelerator again, and the smashing sports car screamed towards Fengjia immediately.

Along the way, Xue Luo was silent. No longer arguing with Feng Xinglang. His delicate upper body was so close to her that he could hear his heartbeat, and smell the scent of spicy tobacco on his body mixed with the cool and masculine flavor of mint.

His nose was full of his breath. It wasn't just her hearing and sniffing, but her heart that seemed to be being eaten and eaten bit by bit by his own breath.

Xue Luo quickly turned her head to see the scenery passing by the car window.

She was watching the scenery; he was watching her.

Just glanced at her more.

”Are you sure that your skin is thicker than mine? I still have the courage to block the crock for me? This is a hot back, but if I burn my face, I want to return it!”

Just checked, the woman's back was not very hot. His hands were also splashed with soup, and the temperature was not that hot.

”If you don't return the goods, it's up to your brother! You don't need to worry about a little uncle!” Xue Luo said on the top.