Sure enough, the door to the basement was open.

Snow fall is sharp wisdom. After all, he has been by the side of the treacherous and slippery Hetun for five years. She still knows a little about Hetun's style of acting.

Will Hetun be so kind-hearted that any of her will go in to visit Feng Xinglang?

Maybe as soon as she enters, Xing Ba will lock her in the basement along with Feng Xinglang!

So, Xueluo began to wander and pace in the living room again.

Do you go in or don't you go in?

Xueluo felt that her mind really couldn't be calmed. The whole person was wrapped in a sense of dryness, and he couldn't get rid of it.

It seems that one of her hearts has been taken away by the man in the basement!

is really as Xing Ba said: Feng Xinglang is just playing with himself?

Is he necessary?

This is completely inconsistent with Feng Xinglang's demeanor! It is impossible for him to show weakness to anyone, especially not to their mother and son!

In front of the snowfall, Feng Xinglang has always been strong, assertive, and domineering.

Xueluo couldn't associate Feng Xinglang with the bitter drama of 'bitter meat trick'.

The inexplicable dryness plagued Lin Xueluo layer upon layer. It took twenty minutes for Xue Luo to bring out a food tray from the kitchen, with black glutinous rice porridge and a man's favorite bacon meat roll.

Xueluo thought so: even if she was a stranger, she couldn't watch being starved to death, could she?

What's more, the man in the basement is still his son's own father!

Snow falls and can't be ignored!

Besides, didn't Xing Ba already allow her to go in to visit Feng Xinglang? He shouldn't dare to disobey Hetun's orders.

And even if he was really locked up in the basement, with his son Lin Nuo's intelligence and cleverness, he would definitely find a way to fish her out. Xueluo is discovering more and more: his son Lin Nuo's ability to hold Hetun is increasing in a straight line!

Xing Ba did not leave the villa, but hid in a hidden place, quietly watching Lin Xueluo rack his brains for a struggle of thoughts.

Then he watched Lin Xue walk into the door step by step, and Xing Ba left.

It seems that he went to his own place to get something.

Fast as a ghost.

With every step of the snowfall, she would almost always look back, and only when she saw that the door was not closed at all, she cautiously walked into the depths of the basement.

The basement is dim. The light from the ins could not shine into the small dark room in the corner at all.

I couldn't get used to the dark snow for a while, so I could only grope to turn on the wall lamps in the passage. She's been here several times and stayed here several times. It's not a familiar road, but at least it's not too unfamiliar.

In the iron fence, Feng Xinglang is really still there. He lay on his side on the cramped slab and seemed to be asleep.

The snow did not disturb the man, and after staring deeply, he placed the food tray in his hand on the ground outside the iron fence.

The gap in the iron fence was large enough for a man to stretch out his arms and take the food into it one by one.

Xueluo wanted to say something to the man, but she didn't know where to start.

If it's broken, it's broken, and don't leave any thoughts to yourself.

But from beginning to end, Xueluo never regretted that she once loved this man deeply!

The man is excellent, and he is a handsome man. And his handsomeness seems to be stained with black mandala-like venom: the floral fragrance is light and elegant, but the passion can be deadly!

Xueluo thought: I loved her so deeply once in this life, and it was enough for her to be unforgettable for the rest of her life!

Although she is still the legal wife of this man, Xueluo feels as if she has never had this man! Even if it's just for a day, an hour.

Xueluo doesn't know if she will meet a new love in her future life, but she knows that trying to erase this man from the depths of her memory may consume her life.

Just as the snow fell and turned to leave, there was a rapid clattering sound, and the man on the board rushed towards her like a cheetah; The strong arm reached out of the iron fence and grabbed Xueluo's wrist.

Snow Fall's heartbeat was almost half a beat slower. This man will always give her different 'surprises'.

"It's all here, just talk to me for a while."

This is the purpose of Feng Xinglang's trip as a prisoner. It was only enough for him to wait all night before he waited for the woman. How could he let her go?

"Feng Xinglang, you can find a way to get out of here as soon as possible......"

The snow fell to meet the man's deep eyes, and his heart was full of mixed tastes.

"What, you feel sorry for me?"

Feng Xinglang pursed his lips and smiled, "I know you can't bear me!" Still love me! ”

"......" Xueluo really wanted to slap the man. So that he knows: narcissism is too much, it will be very annoying!

"I just don't want Nono to see you fall to the point of being a prisoner! Nono is still young, let's leave him some good memories! ”

After finishing speaking, Xueluo was stunned: his son has already experienced being abandoned by Feng Xinglang's father, will his memory be good?

"I'm not leaving...... Unless you and Nono agree to come with me! ”

Feng Xinglang kept holding Xueluo's wrist and didn't let her struggle to leave.

"Feng Xinglang, it's boring!"

Xueluo sneered, "Do you want to take our mother and son back to the Feng family, and then abandon our mother and son for the third time?" ”

Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to answer, Xueluo hurriedly added: "Since you can't give our mother and son a stable living environment, why don't you get together and let our mother and son find a peaceful and peaceful life by themselves?" ”

"Okay, Feng Xinglang! I'm too lazy to say anything more to you! You love to be a prisoner, that's your own business. ”

Even though they had already decided to cut off with this man, Xueluo still couldn't calm his heart.

"Let it go! If you don't let go, I'll call someone! ”

Xue Luo struggled hard, and the handcuffs that took Feng Xinglang's wrist slammed into the iron fence rattled.

But Feng Xinglang took advantage of the situation to bring Xueluo's body forward, and suddenly wrapped around her waist: leaning in from the hem of the knitted sweater, spreading out his big palm to cover her abdomen.

"Does it still hurt?"

The place covered by the man's palm was still pregnant with the little life he shared with her more than half a month ago.

It's a pity that neither he nor the woman could look forward to the birth of the little thing, so they died quietly!

"Of course it hurts!"

Xue Luo replied coldly to the man, "It's good to hurt a little!" will let me remember: how shameless it is to wantonly let men sleep on their own bodies! This is the lesson of blood, the price of blood! ”

Xueluo sneered at himself, and he was also mocking men.

"Why is it so ugly? We are husband and wife, with certificates! Where does the word 'shameless' come from? ”

The woman's anger fell on Feng Xinglang's eyes, and she was full of pain.