Xue Luo let out a disgruntled snort, twisting his uneasy body and sticking towards Feng Xinglang again.

At this moment, the behavior of snow falling seems to be no longer under the control of the brain. How would she know how touching she was at this moment.

He looked at her like a warm morning light gliding slowly across the lake, rippling with sparkling ripples.

Of course, Feng Xinglang knew that these illusions of women were artificially created by the things in that bowl of porridge.

Women are still feudal in their bones!

So, he pushed her away coldly. Although the breath is short, although the body is troublesome.

The snow fall is really uncomfortable, not only is the little face hot and red, but the whole person is as if he has been roasted by charcoal. It seems that only by untying yourself can you alleviate such discomfort.

The throat is tight, and the gaze is deep.

So how could Xueluo let go of the opportunity to get close to him. Then I saw the pitiful little appearance, and it itched to Feng Xinglang's heart.

He lifted the snowy chin so that her little face was almost dripping blood into his eyes, and he stared at her, imprisoning her so that she could not avoid his burning gaze.

"Lin Xueluo, you see clearly, who am I?" The voice seemed to come from the depths of the throat. With a low pant of affection.

"You're a ...... Seal ......"

Xueluo stared deeply at the man in front of him: a handsome and resolute face, still so cold, he had never looked down on her, and always liked to elongate a stinky face.

"You are Feng Xinglang...... I know you. Xueluo suddenly smiled.

That kind of laughter is very sweet after being catalyzed by drugs. You don't have to go through the judgment of your brain anymore, you can say whatever you want.

"You're not right now, do you know what you're doing?" The man reminds the woman of what she is doing now. He wanted her to see his face, his countenance.

"Feng Xinglang...... I...... I want to be your woman! Right now...... Good no good? ”

Xueluo had to tilt her head to see Feng Xinglang's handsome face, which she couldn't remember how many nights had appeared in her dreams.

Xueluo raised her hand tremblingly, but she still bravely touched the man's handsome and noble face, and murmured one by one: "Feng Xinglang, is it you?" ”

The words that he was so ashamed to say were actually overflowing from between his teeth. It must be a dream!

This is the most daring dream Xueluo has ever had.

The corners of the man's lips hook up a beautiful arc; Again, his lips, like feathers, slid across her cheeks, her ears, her neck.

"Okay, it's all for you. Get it! ”

Warm, fine, and dense, trying to make her relax!

I have to say that this man is really in good shape.

The smooth and silky, strong and powerful back glows with a soft halo of love under the light, and the shoulder blades are bulging, which is exceptionally toned; The muscles of the arms are tight and beautiful, the waist is slender and strong, and the long legs hide a strong sense of strength......

All of them show off his unruly wild beauty.

And Bai Mo in the monitoring room laughed and trembled.

Although I can't see the picture, the sound is exciting enough.

"Brother Yan, how about it, my method is still effective." It's all for you, and it'...... Hahaha, the sensationalism is so sore that my teeth are sore! ”

"This is the highest level of playing wife! The point is that his wife doesn't know he's her husband yet! ”

Bai Mo admired Feng Xinglang's karate, "When I have a wife, I will tease her like this!" It's exciting! ”

But Yan Bang seemed to fall into silence, his eyes closed slightly, and the resolute features accumulated an indissoluble melancholy.

Morning light peeked in through the vents. It seems a bit dazzling.

The warm curtains are blown up, and the skirt looks like a girl is dancing.

He has never been warm, but this time Feng Xinglang has rare patience.

Whether there is an outcome between him and her, cruel or desolate. Feng Xinglang just wanted to let her leave a good memory to keep in the aftertaste.

A woman's life, this time is precious.

She has persevered for more than 20 years, just for this point, it is worth him to cherish her well!

Therefore, whenever Xue Luo recalls the bits and pieces of this moment, she never regrets it at all.

I don't regret it, but that doesn't mean it's not a mistake!

A beautiful mistake, a mistake that she will never forget.

The snow fell at this moment, and she really became a woman of Feng Xinglang! She used the bright red blood, which symbolizes the cleanliness and beauty of the girl, to transform herself from a girl into a woman! He is the woman who seals Lang!

The snow fell heavily and bit the man's solid shoulder.

She hurts, and she wants him to hurt with her!

She not only wants to be unforgettable for the rest of her life; She also hoped that he would not be able to forget about him easily.

She wanted to leave something on him...... So, she bit his shoulder!

Bring her tears to meander down together!

On the couch outside, the man lit a cigarette. Swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

The handsome face behind the smoke was as secretive as it was deep. I don't know if I'm reminiscing about the emotion just now, or if I'm thinking about something. In short, Feng Xinglang didn't seem to be obviously happy.

The iron fence door had been opened at some point. As he said, it is only by the way of the way to get out of here.

Feng Xinglang was waiting for his woman to tidy up.

It all happened so suddenly, it was unreal. Xue Luo sat sluggishly, like a puppet stripped of his mind.

And Feng Xinglang outside has been waiting patiently. He didn't come in the room to urge the snow to fall.

He gave her plenty of time and space to tidy up her body and mind.

It took a long time for the snow to fall and come out of it. When he saw Feng Xinglang smoking a cigarette on the sofa, all his thoughts seemed to return in an instant.

She looked away a little bewildered. Then he saw the iron fence gate that was opened.

"Are you okay?" He asked. Ask thoughtfully.

Are you okay? Xueluo didn't know how to answer. Should I nod my head or shake my head?

"You can't be stupid, right?" Feng Xinglang pinched the cigarette between his fingers in the ashtray.

Then he stood up and took a few steps closer to the stagnant snowfall; I don't know if it's a conditioned reflex, but Xueluo instinctively retreats.

"Don't touch you!" Feng Xinglang took off his suit and draped it on Xueluo's shoulders. "Can we go?"

In the galloping Ferrari, the snow fell and looked a little still. Silently, looking at the ever-changing scenery outside the car window.

Xueluo didn't know why those kidnappers opened the iron fence gate and returned her and Feng Xinglang to freedom, and she didn't want to know!

In the flow of time, the snow falls quietly and beautifully, like a melancholy oil painting.

When passing by a pharmacy, she saw the advertising slogan posted on the floor-to-ceiling windows: Yuting, rest assured to love!

"Stop...... Stop the car! Stop it! Xue Luo shouted messily.