Chapter 605: I do n’t even want to die (1/2)
Upon hearing the sound of footsteps in the passage, Feng Xinglang immediately jumped up from the board.
But the action was still hesitant. The whole person was wearing a cricket, and the force on his feet was also much softer.
The absence of sunlight for two days, coupled with the lack of food supplies, and the trauma in the back and palms of his hands, exacerbated Feng Xinglang's physical strength.
Feng Xinglang realized that his own immunity had not played a decisive role, the wound had begun to breed inflammation, and his temperature had risen.
As Feng Xinglang expected: this time came in the woman he had been thinking about day and night.
In order to further elevate the relationship, it is not enough to have a son's color Doppler ultrasound picture. It is necessary to see a woman above.
The pace of snowfall was flustered. Not yet able to adapt to the gloom of the basement, Xue Luo could only trot towards the iron fence with the impression of memory.
”Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang, this is an antibiotic. You take one tablet each morning and evening, and two bottles of mineral water ...”
Xue Luo, while lowering her voice and advising Feng Xinglang's medication dose, eagerly delivered the three medicines and two bottles of mineral water together.
In the dimness, Xue Luo felt a figure rushing towards her, with the sound of metal cuffs in handcuffs; immediately after that, she was caught by Feng Xinglang's arm and caught her head. His lip of concern was sealed by the man.
The kiss was not very comfortable; because of the iron fence, the faces of both sides were forced to stick the cold iron fence.
In addition, the snowfall at this moment is highly tense, so she could not feel the warmth, but instead increased her guilt.
On the site of Hetun, in this basement where you can't see your fingers, how can you feel relieved!
Besides, haven't you and this man already decided to make a two-pronged break?
”Feng Xinglang, don't do this ...”
Xue Luo pushed hard to open Feng Xinglang's hand clasped on her back, driving the handcuffs against the iron fence and squealing.
Feng Xinglang did not continue intently, but loosened the restraint on the woman.
Not only because such intimacy makes each other very uncomfortable, but also because Feng Xinglang is really powerless.
The whole man was tired, tired, and at stake, and in a state of collapse, he seemed to have a pathological hotness with each breath.
Xue Luo didn't feel Feng Xinglang's tenderness, but only felt that the man's lips and the tip of his tongue were hot in her mouth.
”Feng Xinglang, are you hot?”
”Well ... seems a bit.”
Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, as if smoked. Hearing and feeling, the man is really sick.
”Then you haven't hurry up and let Wei Kang find a way to save you out! If you delay again, you will die here.”
If the heart moves, the woman's voice almost shakes the man.
”Snow falls, unless you promise to take your son with me! Otherwise, even if I die, I will die next to you and my son!”
There is a sentimental element, and of course there is a genuine sentiment from the depths of the soul.
”Anyway, my brother's affection, I have already repaid! For the rest of my life, I spent it with your mother and son!”
This addition by Feng Xinglang made Lin Xueluo hate and anxious, ”Feng Xinglang, are you dead?”
”The body is my own ... I'm so dead that makes you feel bad for Lin Xueluo! I did it on purpose!”
”Feng Xinglang! You ... you, do you want to shame?”
”My wife and children are going to run away with others. I don't even want to die. What do I want to do?”