Chapter 125: Dont you want to kiss me? (1/2)

Feng Xinglang whispered leisurely, the expression was so charming that the woman was addicted and emotional.

”...” Xue Luo realized that he was being played by this man. Suddenly his face turned hot.

This man is really too bad. Inadvertently, he was trapped in his trap, and he was skillfully played.

”Mr. Feng, your chopsticks and bowl.” Yuan Duoduo put the tableware in Feng Xinglang's hand.

”Thank you.” Feng Xinglang picked up the chopsticks and went straight to the subject to chop the plate of braised pork. The meat that was picked up was not delivered to his mouth, but was sent to a bowl of snow falling. ”Eat more meat. It feels better to be fatter.”

Xue Luo was so ashamed that Feng Xing's mouth was unobstructed: to argue with him, he was undoubtedly trying to win favor. Because Feng Xinglang suddenly became the focus of the cafeteria, especially the female students, and he paid attention to his discussions.

The only thing that Snowfall can do is bury your head in to eat and reduce your sense of existence. Hurry up after dinner. She could not wait to find a place to sew away now.

Seeing that Xue Luo had eaten obediently, Feng Xinglang did not continue to tease her.

It is estimated that he was hungry, and Feng Xinglang ate a bit fiercely, but he was not expensive. Therefore, face value is very important.

Feng Xinglang suddenly paused for a meal, holding his chopsticks against his stomach with a breathless hold.

”Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you?” Yuan Duoduo noticed what pain Feng Fenglang seemed to be suppressing.

”Oh, eating too fast, my stomach hurts a bit.” Feng Xinglang Dan responded.

Stomach pain? Xue Luo's action was delayed: she knew that Feng Xinglang had a stomachache. Forget to eat as soon as you work. Because of the condition of the young master Feng Lixin, Feng Xinglang had to push GK's work to the night. In most cases, it is necessary to take care of Feng Lixin during the day and to keep busy with the affairs of the group at night.

”Mr. Feng, do you hurt yourself? Do you need to go to the infirmary?” Yuan Duoduo asked with concern.

”It's okay! I can't die!” Feng Xinglang said suddenly, and then began to eat again.

But Xue Luo's heart felt a pain.

Inadvertently, Feng Xinglang glanced at the snow falling while eating. It seemed that the woman did not show any nervousness about his stomachache, let alone the distressed look.

More or less lost, Feng Xinglang just added another piece of braised pork to Xue Luo, without questioning.

Before the meal was finished, Feng Xinglang was called by a phone call.

Watching the man's tall and erect back, Xue Luo suddenly put down the chopsticks, ”Duo Duo, please clean up today. I'll come tomorrow. I'll go first.”

Xueluo didn't go after Xinglang, but left the canteen quickly.

On the parking space outside the school gate, Feng Xinglang had just started his hot black Ferrari, and saw in the rearview mirror a young and energetic figure chasing his sports car all the way.

Lin Xueluo?

What does this woman chase after? Wouldn't it be to blame him for running to her school to entangle her for lunch.

Feng Xinglang's time was precious, but he stopped the sports car just started and opened the window.

”Quick, open ... open your mouth!” Xue Luo finally caught up, panting breathlessly at the window of the cab.

What do you do to stop the car yourself? Waiting for a woman to catch up and scold yourself? Is this the rhythm of active abuse?

Sealed lips with astringent lips.