Chapter 482: A mans smile is dangerous! (2/2)

Feng Xinglang's words brought a strong banditry, and a band of cruel violent gas.

”Feng, Feng Xinglang, you ... you calm down. You ... don't you have a daughter called Lan Tuanyou with Lanyouyou ... you should love her very much. You, let me go.”

The sound of snow falling began to tremble. Because she felt Feng Xinglang's abnormality. The depressed mood seemed to erupt in an instant.

Just one fuse!

”Let you go? Oh, I can't let myself go, how can I let you go? Don't you want to give me a baby?”

Feng Xinglang's words have brought magic. And he himself is already trapped in his magical thinking and cannot extricate himself.

”Feng Xinglang, everything is over. You already have your own life, your own daughter, why are you fighting against me!”

Snow fell as low as possible. She wanted to persuade Feng Xinglang, who had become increasingly enchanted, to calm down.

”Do you want to go through it again? Because I want to see with my own eyes: how a woman poisoned her own flesh and blood and peeled it from her own body little by little.”

Feng Xinglang's words made Xue Luo's entire person tremble and tremble.

She became scared.

‘吭 啷 啷…’ is the sound of metal handcuffs hitting the wall.

Only then did Xue Luo feel that his left hand was still handcuffed; connected with the man's right hand.

When dull, Xue Luo was turned over by Feng Xinglang, so that she faced the window and turned her back.

The connected handcuffs circled Xueluo's body; it facilitated Feng Xinglang's movements, but he restrained Xueluo's resistance.

The next second, Xue Luo felt the sudden coldness of her half body behind her, but she was unable to move by the window.

The window is right at the waist, and the magical figure of Xue Luo will not be exposed at all.

Behind him, there was also Fengxinglang's cashmere windbreaker covering it.

Xue Luo wanted to resist, to scream, to smash the window with her fist, Feng Xinglang's fierce occupation, so painful that Xue Luo couldn't even speak. Breath and heartbeat were instantly stopped.

Shencheng's winter is not cold. Not even half a snowflake can be seen all winter.

But the snow fell at this moment, and it felt as if it had fallen into the abyss. After five years, she still has a clean and authentic taste.

So when Feng Xinglang was frivolous, it hurt especially.

That kind of pain is an inexplicable pain.

It hurt her body and mind together!

Feng Xinglang was not comfortable. He also hurts. But physical pain is a good cure for mental pain.

Therefore, his soul is comfortable.

Although such comfort is based on the pain of falling snow.

Teeth pierced deep in her lips, and Xue Luo endured the torture imposed by Feng Xinglang.

On the second floor of the huge tea restaurant, there were no visitors, only Feng Xinglang and Lin Xueluo.

Tightly snuggled together, the sturdy back from under the Fengxinglang cashmere trench coat looked as if they were one for two.

I could hardly see the petite snowfall, nor could she see that she was enduring the pain of being ashamed somewhere.