The man after bathing smells good. Hint mint flavor.

There is also a hormonal atmosphere that is exclusive to men.

Xueluo's hand reached into the man's nightgown, feeling his lean physique and the strong heartbeat.

Such a warm moment is what Xueluo dreams of. She always fantasizes that one day, she can feel the passage of time with her beloved man like tonight. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

"Why, let me look for you all over the city...... Satisfied? ”

The man's voice was viscous, like melted chocolate. But it seems to bring a little anger again.

"I know it's wrong......"

The snow fell and there was another low-profile murmur. seems to be coquettish, but also begging for mercy from men.

"Childish, no? You know that Shen Liancheng has bad intentions against you! ”

Feng Xinglang's eyes were much deeper. Little by little, the woman was drowned in his eyes.

"Didn't you find that free bodyguard in Hetun?"

The sound of falling snow was low. She didn't want to anger Feng Xinglang, so she just knocked on the side to mention Hetun.

As for Xueluo's good intentions, it is estimated that Feng Xinglang will not be able to understand it for a while.

After all, it is a family affection that blood is thicker than water!

is like what his son Lin Nuo said: No matter how bastard this father is, he can only recognize him as Feng Xinglang!

At the mention of Hetun, Feng Xinglang's expression was instantly shrouded in a thin layer of mist. I can't see clearly, I can't see through what he's thinking in his heart.

It seems that Xueluo also feels it: whenever Hetun is mentioned, Feng Xinglang will avoid it intentionally or unintentionally. Never mention it in front of her.

"Accept my punishment!"

The man's voice became glamorous after a burst of coldness.

"I'm your son's mother...... Can you be accommodating? ”

Xueluo vaguely felt that the body of the man he was close to was heating up little by little. A lean body, full of rich excess hormones.

"I'll give you a ...... right now Melt ......"

The accommodation in the man's mouth made Xue Luo blush and heartbeat.

Feng Xinglang held the back of the woman's head, gently moved forward, and accurately caught her lips......

Her lips were soft and waxy, with a soft body temperature. It was gently smacked in the mouth by a man, and it was very sweet. The tip of the tongue is as domineering as its owner.

Xueluo is a conservative woman. She really didn't get used to the scenery under the moon before the flowers.

Feeling the woman's trembling and resistance, Feng Xinglang's nightgown wrapped it up, blocking the spring scene that the snow might reveal.

The night is like a thick inkstone, so deep that it can't be dissolved......

The night sky resembles a navy blue curtain and is dotted with sparkling stars, which makes people feel intoxicated.

When the snow falls, you can't enjoy such a beautiful night view. The only thing she could feel was the deep meaning of accommodation in the man's mouth.

Feng Xinglang exists ruthlessly.

This night, she was really well-behaved. cooperated with the man, and also fulfilled herself.

I've always loved this man, haven't I?

It feels so good to be at home.

Don't worry about taking your son with you.

After the snow fell, I realized that it was almost ten o'clock.

Son Lin Nuo is not in the villa. was told by the servant: The little thing was taken out by his own father.

The two most important men in his life were not by his side, and Xue Luo suddenly felt lost and empty.

A slight spicy pain hit, and Xueluo realized how crazy she was with the man last night.

Just as the snow was falling, the landline in the living room rattled.

The snow fell for a moment. She has just arrived in the new environment, and she has not yet been able to adapt to her status as a hostess.

Of course, when the snow falls for a while, she will not pretend to be a woman.

"Madam, it's the little master's phone." The servant took the phone to Xueluo's hand.

As soon as the snow fell, the noise of his son's chirping came from the phone.

"Mommy, the sun is all in the puffs, are you still lying in bed?"

"No, Mommy is up early!" Xueluo asked, "Baby, where are you?" ”

"I'm in my father's office, and I'm about to go downstairs to do a beauty pageant for my father!"

The little one is in a bright mood.

"Elect...... Beauty pageant? What to choose? ”

Xueluo was still worried that his son would make trouble because of boredom and Feng Xinglang would force him to work, but he didn't expect his son to say the word 'beauty pageant'.

"It's to choose a beautiful woman to be the secretary of my father!"

“secretary？ Your father's secretary asked you to choose? ”

"That's right! My father said that as long as I am suitable, there is no problem on his side! ”

"......" Xueluo was a little speechless, "Your father is choosing a stepmother for you, right?" ”

"It's the secretary! It's not a stepmother! Mommy, you're getting more and more careful! ”

The little guy was a little dissatisfied with Mommy Xueluo's idea of always being so 'seated'.

"......" Xue Luo was stunned again, "Then you remember to choose a beautiful one for your father and a little better." ”

"Mommy, your thoughts are too lo! Choosing a secretary, not choosing Miss World, depends on whether her brain is good or not, whether it is good or not! ”

“……”

"No more talking, I'm going downstairs. They're all waiting for me! Bye goodbye Mommy! ”

“……”

This is all in the same league as his own father? Actually let his son choose secretary for him?

Lan Youyou finally picked out a few satisfactory photos from the video sent by the middle-aged woman.

When Lan Youyou patiently watched these videos, she was really disgusted by Yan Bang's words and deeds.

His sixth feeling is right: Yan Bang is really a disgusting pervert! He really thinks about Feng Xinglang.

From the very beginning, Lan Youyou went to Yezhuang and saw the drunk Feng Xinglang in the same room as Yan Bang, she sensed Yan Bang's abnormal X orientation.

"It's shameless!"

Lan Youyou's gaze fell on one of the photos for a long time. Feng Xinglang in the photo is not an inch, and Yan Bang is kissing his Hun chest.

From this photo alone, it is enough to show: how dirty the behavior between Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang is!

Presumably, he Feng Xinglang has a hundred clever mouths, and he can't justify it!

Are these photos sent to Lin Xueluo? Or send it to the newspaper? Or send them to the Internet?

If it is sent to Lin Xueluo, what can Lin Xueluo do with the soft persimmon?

With Yan Bang's status in Shencheng, she didn't dare to do anything to Yan Bang at all! I can't help Yan Bang!

Lin Xueluo will only endure humiliation and steal her life for her child, and be an angry bag!