Chapter 304: Even one extra second!

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"Sure enough, this is the best way to wipe your tears!"
Feng Xinglang's palm above her head was softened a few times, warming like a spring breeze, like a dream.
The gentle touch makes Snowfall feel warm and at ease.
Snow fell suddenly like a child who lacked a sense of security, tightly hugging Feng Xinglang's strong waist.
The woman hugged actively and let Feng Xinglang take a deep breath.
With his fingertips, he lifted the snow-falling chin, making her disturbed tears melt into his hot black eyes.
A kiss covered her lips.
The thick kiss kept kissing and kept her on the sycamore tree aside.
Xue Luo didn't think of struggling at all, maybe it was the relationship of predatory breathing, and the lack of oxygen in her brain made her feel empty and confused, but there seemed to be too many things in it.
With a little bit of temperature gradually warming up.
At the moment of lip division, Xue Luojiao became a pretty flower. One group of eyes has good eyes, and the other group of me sees pity.
Until the passing classmates cast a strange look, Xue Luo fled away.
"Lin Xueluo, I warn you: if you dare to escape again, I will chase you to your dormitory today to carry you out!"
Feng Xinglang's intimidation came from behind Xue Luo, with a full of suffocation.
Snow fell not only did not mean to stop the pace, but also trot along the way. It was just that she did not run away in the direction of the dormitory, but chose another direction.
Women's disobedience, let Feng Xinglang's anger and anger increase and accumulate little by little.
His legs stretched slightly, and his speed was raised.
"Ah ..." Xue Luo exclaimed, crossed the bushes, and ran straight down the path towards the English corner.
She didn't dare to run too fast, after all, there was still a little girl in her stomach for three months, and she couldn't tolerate her running hard. Fortunately, she was familiar with the campus environment, so she was not caught by Feng Xinglang in an instant.
At the entrance of the English Corner, Feng Xinglang rushed up and hugged the snow in his arms.
"Run ... why don't you run?"
The rising tone, unrestrained, is the arrogant king that the hunter showed after capturing the prey.
"It's running ... it can't run!"
Xue Luo panted sharply against the fence in the English corner.
This is harder than running 800 meters! After all, you can chase a man who is more fierce than the beast!
Because it was a meal, the whole English corner was very quiet, only Feng Xinglang and Xue Luo.
"Yes, a good place!"
Feng Xinglang also seems to have discovered this. Not only is it pure and undisturbed, but it is also quite a romantic and loving atmosphere.
"Feng Xinglang, have you investigated someone who hurt your brother?"
Xue Luo brought him here, of course, not to affect him. She knew that Feng Xinglang suddenly said such bleak words, it must be for a reason.
"But I don't want to talk about this now! Anyway, it's not about your half a dime!"
"Let's talk something else ..."
Feng Xinglang raised his own words while squeezing the snow against the wall of the English corner.
"Feng Xinglang, don't do this! Classmates will come in a while! Don't say, I'm gone!"
When Xue Luo saw this man, she didn't want to talk to her about Lan Youyou's righteous father, but just wanted to play tricks, and she immediately turned around and wanted to leave.
But then there is such a cheap thing! They were all sent to Fengxing Lang's mouth. Why didn't you try it?
Feng Xinglang allowed the earlobe on Xueluo's side to take a bit of punishment, which gave birth to a dense and dense pain, which transmitted from Xueluo's earlobe to her limbs and bones.
Xue Luo really wanted to take a bite at the man, but he couldn't get down! She loved the man's few tenderness, and she knew that she would spend little time with him.
Xueluo has begun to search online for some places that are more suitable for self-cultivation. It is best to have mountains and water, and spring is the season.
In the view of Feng Xinglang, the woman's graceful figure was specially created by God for measuring hands.
In particular, she Lin Xueluo was tailor-made for him.
The knitted sweater with soft fabric is really suitable for Feng Xinglang's big hand to penetrate. All the way up, he will capture the whole soft.
Snowfall can feel the seamless fit of Feng Xinglang's big hand.
His hands are firm, powerful and warm. She really hopes that these hands can accompany their mother and son to live a plain life.
Snowfall doesn't need much glory and wealth, she just wants to spend this life with her beloved man.
Thinking of the little boy in the stomach for three months, Xue Luo can feel that it also hopes to get love from his father.
Therefore, Xue Luo guided Feng Xinglang's big boned hand, trying to cover her belly, so that the little girl in the belly could feel the hard-earned father's love and affection.
But Feng Xinglang misunderstood the meaning of Xue Luo.
"How do you like me to go down?"
Under the guidance of Xue Luo, Feng Xinglang's big big hand did go down; but he went too far down to the place where Xue Luo was difficult to read.
What a terrible man!
Snow fell a little unwilling, so he moved the man's hand up a little.
"Do you like me to go up or down? Or, do you like me to go down and down! Right?"
"..."
This man of bad taste is really not saved!
Xue Luo really wanted to chop the man's wrongdoing hand!
"Or ... do you like my hand in the middle?"
Feng Xinglang's words were so dazzling that they dared not look straight at them, let alone listen to them. Except for Xue Luo's blushing and heartbeat, only his heartbeat was blushing.
It was just the man's hand that finally covered her expectant belly, where she was soft and tender.
"Your waist is really sloppy! I like it!"
Feng Xinglang nostalgicly fell on the waist of Xue Luo, and he held her back and forth with his big palm.
Of course I will! I have a baby in my stomach for three months.
Xue Luo could feel the thin rough cocoon on his palm.
It's just that this father-son intimacy didn't last long!
Men have disadvantages. Compared with the softness on the top and the bottom on the bottom, the middle part is naturally much weaker.
If it weren't for Xue Luo's favorite, that hand wouldn't have stayed that long at all.
After half a minute, Feng Xinglang removed his big palm from Xue Luo's belly and explored all the way down. Maybe he thinks the previous play is enough.
"Don't take it away!"
Xue Luo became very fond of Feng Xinglang's warm, slightly cocooned hand.
In her eyes, there was a glittering tear. She really seemed to make the baby in her belly feel Feng Xinglang's father's love a lot.
Even one extra second!