Chapter 295: This male face is also a disaster! (1/2)
”Feng Xinglang, with me, don't try to move Lin Xue to drop a finger!”
Lan Youyou opened her arms and protected Xue Luo behind her, her eyes were beautiful.
”To move, you can move me!”
Feng Xinglang slightly squinted his eyes and glanced at the blue yoyo, the corner of his lips evoking a seemingly ridiculous smile.
”It would be interesting for the big wolf to catch the little sheep ... Have you seen when the big wolf was interested in teasing the tigress?”
”Feng Xinglang, who do you say is a tigress?” Lan You retorted sharply.
”Who is a tigress, does this need to be asked?”
Raising her tongue humorously, Feng Xinglang's eyes fell on Lin Xueluo's body again.
”Be careful, don't know how you died in the end! You are playing with fire, understand?”
Feng Xinglang's scolding sounded like intimidating Xue Luo; in fact, after careful discrimination, he was reminding Xue Luo to watch out for the blue and cloudy blue.
Especially after the frying, Lan Yuyou wasn't able to control her.
Before walking downstairs, Feng Xinglang deliberately banged on Lan Youyou's shoulder. In fact, the person he wanted to hit was Xue Luo, but she was hiding behind Lan Youyou, and he couldn't touch her at all. Unless violence is used.
Feng Xinglang was so banged that Lan Youyou was full of joy. It seemed that for a long time, Feng Xinglang had not had such intimacy with her.
Watching the man's upright back left the living room, Lan Youyou's heart flew away with the man.
Xue Luo caught sight of Lan Youyou's intoxication, and she felt a little guilt in her heart. She thinks Lan Youyou loves Feng Xinglang more than herself!
They all say that red face is bad, and this blue face is bad!
The wedding room upstairs.
On the big kingsize, the two women were wrapped in a quilt, and there was a person in the gap.
Feng Xinglang?
Xue Luo was worshipped by her short-circuited whimsy!
She was lying in the middle of a blue line with Lan Youyou, and the picture was intoxicating!
The sad snow fell, and the sadness approached.
She turned to her side, her back to Lanyou. Put your hand in the quilt, cover your belly, and gently stroke it.
Baby, you are three months old, but mother's heart is getting more and more chaotic!
The only thing that pleases my mother is that you are no longer an illegitimate child! You have a legal father. His name is Feng Xinglang. You are the baby of the mother and him in marriage!
The heart that snow fell from the heavy sense of moral guilt a week ago has suddenly turned into the current puppet!
How sad is a wife not recognized by her husband!
Thinking of Feng Xinglang's deception and concealment, Xue Luo's heart is even more sad.
[True love is when you can love, know how to cherish it; when you ca n’t love, you know how to let go! ]
Let go ...
Let go?
She obviously longed for it, she didn't want to let go!
But I have to let go!