Chapter 331: I lack money, I like money! (1/2)

Xue Luo's heart was confused.

Shouldn't this man admit to her: he is his legal husband?

”It's filled with things you can dream of and cheer for! It's for you. Open it.”

Feng Xinglang's muzzle is like a mellow liquor, which can make people listen.

He promised the woman: if he can come back alive, give the snow box as a gift.

Coveted? And cheering?

This man is so proud and pleasurable, listening to make Xue Xue really uncomfortable!

Did he know that she had suffered mentally for so many days? There is also a deep sense of guilt!

Could she have been hurt by this so-called gift?

She said she was ”dreaming”? Will it be ”Cheering”?

Is she Lin Xueluo so cheap?

Suddenly, Xue Luo didn't want to accept this man's sincere gift!

Did she hit her fiercely, and then reward her with a piece of candy?

”You take it! I don't want your gift!”

Snow fell with a faint voice, and calmly rejected Feng Xinglang's desire to give her a gift box.

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. ”Are you sure you don't want this gift?”

”Yes! I don't!”

Xue Luo once again affirmed her voice to answer.

This man is overbearing!

He couldn't admit to her wife for so long, why did she lick her face to open the brocade box, and then, as he expected, took out the marriage certificate inside like a big fool and cheered? !!

The snow fell but did not want to be like a man!

”Lin Xueluo, past this village, there really is no such shop! The opportunity is not lost, and you will not come again! You have to think about it ... because I don't have a good mood to give you gifts every day!”

Feng Xinglang's face rose up. A little bit of suffocation was rejected by the woman.

The more Feng Xinglang said so, the more Xue Xue didn't want to accept his intimidating confession!

”If you really want to give me a gift, then give me 80,000 yuan! ... preferably 100,000! I lack money, I like money!”

Xueluo thought that he and Xiaoguai were short of the living expenses of 100,000 yuan.

Feng Xinglang's handsome eyes dimmed. ”Only 100,000 yuan? Is it too little?”

”I'm only worth the price! I know myself!”

Snow fell tarnished himself.

Feng Xinglang gently tossed up the brocade box on his hand, squinting his eyes slightly to look at Xue Luo's extremely calm face.

”One hundred thousand dollars ... I can give it to you! But you have to make it yourself!”

Men are still so stingy. Maybe it was only a moment. And deep-rooted, but it is just Lin Xueluo this gold worship label.

Xue Luo sighed slightly. ”That's all right! I don't want the 100,000 yuan!”

”That won't work! Now that Mrs. Feng is open, I must satisfy you!”

Feng Xinglang was fascinated by his voice, and then his strong physique overwhelmed him. Because Xue Luo had his back to him, he could just lean on her back tightly.

Before I heard him call Mrs. Feng, Xue Luo always thought that Feng Xinglang was calling her bitch, but now I know that this man is calling his own wife!

But he didn't want to admit it!

Xue Luo was really in no mood to make fun of this man. She just wanted to take a good night's rest and think about the way she and her little girl in the stomach would go in the future.

But Feng Xinglang refused to let her go!