Chapter 692: Love is not a goal, but a journey (1/2)

Feng Xinglang seemed to be stunned: He picked up the two hundred-dollar bills on his mouth and smiled.

”This is ... the service charge you gave me? I'm worth 200 yuan?”

”Well! On your terms, it's almost worth two hundred dollars! It's all upholding you more!”

Xue Luo felt that her face was getting hot again and again.

You know, Xueluo is a conservative woman. To say these bold words, you still need to be cheeky.

Feng Xinglang was laughing, his smile was not clear. Long, like fine wine hidden in the alley. Just staring at the woman's pretty red face with a smile.

”How does Ms. Lin think of my son's service?” He asked loudly.

”It's so good! It's ... well!”

Xue Luo quickly set aside his eyes. She did not dare to meet the evil eyes of the man.

It seems that I realized that he was just an entry-level scammer with this man, but this man was hardcore.

It's totally a humiliating rhythm!

”It seems that my son hasn't served Ms. Lin comfortably ...”

Xue Luo only felt that the man's voice was getting closer and closer, and then, she saw the magnified handsome face in the mirror, and the strong, uncorrupted physique.

”Feng Xinglang, please put on your clothes first!”

What a violent mania! How could this demon man have such a terrible bad hobby?

”Yo, shy? You haven't seen it ... wife, you are so naughty!”

Feng Xinglang squeezed over and sat on the bench in front of the makeup mirror; this posture just happened to hug Xue Luo's boneless figure.

”Feng Xinglang, you're endless? Go get dressed and go to Nono together.”

Yulong City is really not suitable for a woman to go alone; and the snow that is unfamiliar to her life can only be called together with Fengfeng Xinglang.

”Knowing that you feel bad for my son, I have asked Yan Bang to send our own son over!”

Feng Xinglang used his beard slightly stuck on his chin to deliberately pinch Xue Luo's bright and white neck; it caused a fine pain on it.

The interdependence between the chin and the neck is exceptionally intimate.

”Feng Xinglang ... if ... if I'm not Nonu's mommy, would you skip Xia Jiaqianjin and actively pursue me as a Cinderella?”

Xue Luo turned her head and stared deeply at the man's handsome face.

Feng Xinglang's strong sword eyebrows rose slightly, and gently stroked the woman's cheeks with the open palm.

”For me: Love is not a goal, but a journey ... We went from acquaintance, to acquaintance, to love ... no draft, no if! Of course, it can be said that this is a fate! ”

Men's words were soft, shallow, but exceptionally clear.

Blooming a little bit from the depths of the soul, warmly wrapped in Xue Luo's tearful eyes and minds.

”Feng Xinglang ... I ...”

Xue Luo wanted to say to this man: She loved him for a long time, and fell in love at first sight when she first met in Feng family.

Such humble emotions have always supported Xue Luo through a difficult situation, struggling from the abyss of death; trying her best to save her and his children.

The temptation and deception of the man made Xue Luo have no confidence to yearn for and yearn for the love between them; she could only do everything possible to keep his child, because that was the crystallization of her own love.

Xue Luo could not speak, but hugged the man's firm shoulders tightly, while sobbing, biting the flesh on his neck to calm his inner feelings.

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