Chapter 90: Is it for help? (2/2)

In the darkness, Xue Luo heard the voice of a man going in, and then the man took off his leather shoes and lay on the bed.

And then there was no sound ...!

Feng Xinglang really went to sleep so frankly? Regardless of whether he or she is still trapped?

How wide should this man's heart be! Can he sleep like this?

I stood still for a few seconds in the dark, and inexplicable fear came to my heart, and my fingers were so dark that I could not see my fingers around me. What should I do if I got into someone by myself? Xue Luo thought of the Tibetan mastiff, whose head was as large as a lion, and it was estimated that she could bite off her arm with one sip. The more you think about it, the more frightened Snowfall becomes.

She fumbled subconsciously in the dark, trying to get closer to Feng Xinglang inside.

In case something unexpected happens, he can help himself. No matter how bad it is, he is also his sister-in-law. He should look at the face of his elder brother Feng Lixin and will not sit idly by!

With a bang, the sense of direction in which the snow fell in the dark was far better than Feng Xinglang's. She accidentally hit the sound of a wooden door inside. The forehead buzzed.

The man on bed C leaned slightly to the side, and he had smelled the smell of women getting closer to him. In the darkness, his thin lips rose. He had expected that women would not dare to sit alone on the sofa outside.

After taking a few more steps, Xue Luo's knee hit the edge of the bed; an unstable center of gravity struck her on the bed. Fortunately, she hit a soft thing and did not hurt herself.

”Uh ...” In the darkness, Feng Xinglang noticed a sound similar to a grunt.

Hit him by yourself? Snow fell consciously and groped a little, wondering where he had hit him, but he was ashamed to find that his face had just happened to hit the man's difficulty!

”I'm ... sorry. Are you all right?” Xue Luo asked in alarm.

”Something!” Feng Xinglang whispered heavily.

Is this man too pretending? Just when his face was on him, he didn't exert too much force at all, okay?

”Feng Xinglang, you're less embarrassing! Isn't it still, unbroken and not bad?” Xue Luo retorted shyly.

”You don't, how do you know how painful it is?” The man's voice became evil.

Xue Luo was most afraid of hearing Feng Xinglang's voice: this man would always treat her harshly and lightly.

Suddenly, Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice, ”Lin Xueluo, will you shout?”

”Scream? What?” Xue Luo gave a slight stun, ”Is it for help?”

In the darkness, Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows frowned: It seems that this woman is stupid like a blank piece of paper in terms of love between men and women.

By covering up in darkness, Feng Xinglang made a swift action: he grabbed Xue Luo's left hand ...

”Ah!” Xue Luo screamed like a bird that stunned a bow.