Text Text_Chapter 113 Strange and amorous moon?

It's okay not to move, but with this movement, Xueluo felt that his whole body was about to be paralyzed.

Although this is a sports car with excellent performance, when it is used for that kind of thing, the space and comfort are still lacking.

After all, it's just a sports car, but it's used for something else. The key snow fall is still the one below.

After struggling to put on her pajamas in the modest carriage, when Xueluo looked down to ask about her pants, she found that the poor piece of fabric could no longer be put on.

What a savage man! But you have to disguise yourself as a gentleman!

The most important thing is that he even ate his set of false tenderness, and he was successfully corrected by this man.

Fortunately, the pajamas on my body are very conservative. Divided into two pieces, the upper and the lower, although there is nothing to wear inside, but it will not expose the spring scene.

What about the man who did evil all night? Xueluo turned around and looked around.

On a rock, Xueluo saw Feng Xinglang's tall and tall arrogant back.

The trench coat was blown up by the strong wind and slapped against his strong physique.

Feng Xinglang likes the feeling of this strong wind passing through his chest!

The man who is soft with the sea breeze and waves is more upright and majestic.

As the sun rises, the golden light of the ten thousand rays is even more beautiful under the refraction of the waves.

The sea was full of water, shining in the morning light, the waves jumped like naughty children, and the water was full of golden light.

Facing the sea, feel its magnificence. Looking at the vast and boundless sea in the past, majestic and vast, the narrow, crowded, and noisy city was all dusted away.

Xueluo didn't know how long the man wanted to face this sea alone, but she clearly knew that she should have missed her first class.

Gently moving the body that was tossed by the man to the point of soreness, the snow fell into his heart with mixed tastes. As the man said, that kind of thing is really addictive!

In fact, Xueluo knows that what makes him addicted is not between men and women, but the warmth of men.

It's just that men are a little tender to themselves, and Xueluo will have an illusion: the illusion that he is deeply loved.

I don't know what to do, but it makes her fall in love!

If love can be explained clearly and the reasons can be explained, maybe it is not love!

I know that it is a bitter flower bearing bitter fruit, but Xueluo still slowly lets myself sink into it!

If that time was calculated by that bowl of porridge, then what about this time?

Blame last night's moon? Or is it strange amorous waves?

It's really going crazy!

Xueluo slapped her head, feeling that her body and mind were almost no longer her Lin Xueluo! It seems to be demonized by a man! It's like she's not in the control of the original one!

The morning by the sea is cool. But as the sun rose, the small carriage was steaming hot.

How long will this man have to look at the sea? Xueluo felt as if she had been thrown into the mulberry room, and the heat was almost unbearable.

She began to work on the air exchange system in the car. accidentally touched the horn, and even she was startled.

A short whistle reminded the man watching the sea: the woman in the car had woken up and was tossing his car.

When Feng Xinglang walked back to the sports car, Xueluo was burying his head in the buttons; Feeling that the sunlight overhead was blocked, Xueluo hurriedly raised his head and saw Feng Xinglang's tall and sturdy physique standing outside the car door.

She immediately retracted into the passenger seat like a frightened bird. His eyes wandered, and he didn't know how to face the man he mingled with last night.

The door of the car was opened, and the salty sea breeze poured in, and the snow fell and shrunk slightly.

The man stared deeply at the woman in the co-pilot, as if he sensed her shy and uneasy, and his thin lips raised slightly with a beautiful arc, which was very intriguing.

But Feng Xinglang didn't speak to the woman, and there was an incomprehensible coldness on his handsome face.

The sports car was started, and a skilful half-drift roared down the hill.

Inadvertently, Xueluo aimed at the man's side face: his clear facial features were lightly dyed with melancholy. It doesn't seem to be happy.

Is he repenting for his actions last night? Guilty that he did something sorry for his eldest brother Feng Lixin?

Thinking of this, the snow fell and the whole person instantly dimmed. I was really going to die, and I did something sorry for my 'husband' Feng Lixin again in a short period of time!

So, when one day, when Xueluo knew the truth, how she would grit her teeth!

Let her be in the cage of morality, tormenting her own heart over and over again!

And Feng Xinglang, the initiator, turned out to be her husband in the true sense!

At that time, Xueluo may be full of desire to kill and kill him; But at this moment, she was kept in the dark.

Of course, Xueluo would not propose to let Feng Xinglang send her to school.

She was dressed like this, and it was hollow inside; Then I got out of a sports car and walked barefoot on campus...... Do you want her Lin Xueluo's face anymore? You'll be drowned by the spitting stars!

Now the only one who can go back is probably the Feng family.

Just as Xueluo wished, Feng Xinglang really took her back to the Feng family.

As soon as the car stopped, the snow fell and opened the door, stepped on the pebbles barefoot, and rushed towards the living room of the Feng family like a cat with its tail stepped on.

The young and energetic figure filled Feng Xinglang's eyes: last night's woman was as silky as melted chocolate; The smoky eyes are full of the youthful beauty that invites you to pick them.

"Ma'am, are you back? Why are you still barefoot? Put your shoes on...... It's going to catch a cold. In the living room, Aunt An greeted the snow falling that rushed in.

Seeing his wife in pajamas, and seeing that she was followed by the second young master Feng Xinglang, Aunt An smiled lovingly. Needless to say, Mrs. must have been with the second young master last night.

It's just wonderful.

"Madam, put on your shoes first......" Aunt An chased after her with slippers.

"No need! I went back to my room. Xue Luo prevaricated, worried that Aunt An would ask more, so she hurriedly rushed into the downstairs guest room.

In the room, Snow Fall wrapped itself tightly in a thick velvet blanket. It seems that this kind of action can make her feel more at ease.

Lin Xueluo, you really should be immersed in the pig cage!

If you don't change your mistakes, you still teach repeatedly?

You Lin Xueluo is no longer saved! Terminally ill you!

Suddenly remembering something, Xueluo hurriedly wrapped up a velvet blanket and ran towards the desk. In the drawer of the desk, the snow fell almost all over, and there was no trace of the box of Yuting.

I was obviously stuffed in a drawer last time, how could it be gone?

Could it be that Aunt An found it and lost it? This time it's a big mess!

In case Aunt An finds out about her relationship with Feng Xinglang, will she Lin Xueluo still have the face to continue to stay in the Feng family?