Chapter 1825: Love Letter 30 (1/2)

Maybe he had already forgiven the man in his heart, but he couldn't say anything.

Xue Luo was passively embraced by the man into his arms, hugging tightly, and kissing her forehead and slightly messy soft hair.

Xue Luo said nothing; but at this time, there was no sound.

She just passively snuggled into the man's arms and wept softly; as if she was still aggrieved.

Not speaking or answering is the best response to a man at this moment.

She's also arrogant and willful, but the woman's self-esteem still doesn't allow her to say that forgiveness.

Snow fell at this moment to forgive the man, not only because he was moved by the man, but also because of Cong Gang's words.

Cong Gang said that Feng Xinglang was shot by someone, and she believed it! She never doubted Cong Gang, he said yes, it must be.

There is also: the joy of Cong Gang's still alive, enough to shock the messy unhappy in her mind.

As soon as Cong was still alive, Xue Luo was filled with joy. It seems that her life has been a lot brighter in an instant!

It's really good!

Xue Luo didn't know why she was so attached to Cong Gang. She always felt that Cong Gang was by her side and she would be safe.

It feels like Cong Gang is like her loved one, she can always remember it, and she can't forget it.

Actually marrying Cong Gang ... it's not bad! But it's more the affection of family!

Because of love, one time is enough!

Oh my God ... I was thinking of marrying another man in my husband's arms? !!

Feng Xinglang hugged the obedient woman in her arms tightly. I thought the woman would see him again, and would still make a noise, but did not think that the woman would be so docile, which made Feng Xinglang even more guilty.

A long hug, let the thinly dressed woman learn the temperature of herself. Coax the woman's ears and neck lightly, and let down dense and varied kisses. It's a little sweeter than a wedding.

”The snow fell, my husband knew that it was wrong ... you can punish me anyway! Don't leave me alone ... and Nono and Bug!”

A warm whisper whispered in the woman's ear, hoarse and sticky, with a wet temperature.

Xue Luo still didn't say anything to answer the man's question; thinking about something, Xue Luo raised her hand and began to unbutton the man's shirt.

On the sturdy chest, the five-centimeter-long blade is eye-catching.

The snow fell so badly that he pressed his fingers lightly, ”Uh ...” The man sighed with pain.

”Deserve it!”

Bite the words low, this is the first sentence the woman said to him.

”I deserve it ... to live up to my wife's sincere love for my husband's husband! The husband's crime cannot be forgiven!”

Seeing that the woman finally spoke to herself, Feng Xinglang's tight eyebrows also relaxed a little. Then it was just a matter of time to heal.

”Are you Mr. Feng? It's cold outside, please come in and sit down!”

The village chief knew Feng Xinglang. I know that Feng Xinglang donated a lot of money to their county. The sheep pen of the cooperative was built by him. He has been waiting at the door for a while. It's just that the two of them kissed and hugged for a while and didn't see each other ...

Hearing the village chief's voice, Xue Luo immediately embarrassedly pushed away the man holding her tightly. The simple folk customs here are almost infected by myself. Then he lowered his head and ran into the bedroom where he was resting.

The arrival of Feng Xinglang left the village chief's house busy with smoke in the morning. Afraid that God of Wealth could not eat well, the family prepared a rich breakfast for him: powder soup lamb's blood, bean curd soup, bacon sandwich ... and some soups and soups that could not see the appearance.

Xue Luo is really not used to the smell of that thick sheep's blood, but it is quite refreshing to see a man eat it. I really don't want to eat.