Chapter 39: This man is really bad

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The earthen jar, along with the mushrooms inside, splashed over Xueluo's delicate back; Feng Xinglang's eyes were swift and his hands were hooked over Xueluo's waist, allowing her to hold him closer; one hand was already fist , Hit the crock jar in the past.
The earthen jar was pushed and opened by Feng Xinglang, but the hot soup inside was spilled on the snow-falling back, so painful she drew in the air, and even tears were almost falling out. It really hurts! Xue Luo really didn't know how he had the courage at that time, using his weak body to block the hot crock for the man ...
Mushrooms were affixed to the shirt on the back of the snow, which undoubtedly increased the area behind her.
It was too late to take a stab, and Feng Xinglang tore open Xue Luo's shirt with bare hands. At the same time, Feng Xing Lang's shirt was taken off and put on Xue Luo's body. , Wrapped her skinny body an inch.
"Feng Xinglang, don't, don't do this." Xue Luo was really embarrassed. Especially in the presence of so many orphanage volunteers, they were doing small moves with Feng Xinglang Qingqing and me, which was not very elegant.
"Don't mess around!" Feng Xinglang scolded, proudly showing his strong physique in front of everyone. Fortunately, it's just the upper body.
He kept the movement of clinging to Xue Luo without any relaxation, leaned over, and looked at the scald on her back from the top to the gap in the shirt behind the snow. Because it was handled in time, her pale, creamy back was only lightly scalded, not too serious.
But the large piece of light red was still a bit shocking compared to other white tender skin on her back. There was a flash of pain in Feng Xinglang's eyes. He buttoned the shirt worn on Xue Luo.
The next second, the frightening snow fell on Feng Xinglang's shoulders. Because Xue Luo was a scald on his back, he couldn't hug him horizontally, and he could only carry his shoulders.
"Feng Xinglang ... Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Quickly put me down ..." Xue Luo was so embarrassed that he was almost speechless.
In the eyes of everyone, Feng Xinglang carried Lin Xueluo out of the stall, and walked towards the Ferrari parked outside the door.
Almost all of the volunteers at a table looked foolish. This way of showing affection is really overbearing!
"It's too domineering! I like it! Why didn't I meet an overbearing presidential figure!" Yuan Duoduo sighed.
"... It's true love! There is no concern about the eyes of others. You can pet as much as you like!" The leader's Zuo Anyan sighed sincerely, "Xue Luo finally found her own destination! It's too violent! "
After being silent for a second or two, someone suddenly said in amazement: "It's over! That big money asked us to eat, but he left without paying!"
"..."
Snow fell and was dropped into Ferrari. And he was thrown in with his chest down.
This man is too brutal! This back was not burned to death, he was almost killed by him! Imagine that he was just in the middle of the court, tearing off her shirt, and putting his own shirt back on her ... Xue Luo was so ashamed that he was almost shameless! Next time I return to the orphanage, how do I face the group of volunteer colleagues?
And this violent man didn't even say hello, and he was carried out of the gearbox without saying a word. This time is really a shame!
"Why block the crock for me? I wonder if the soup in it will be burned by you?" Feng Xinglang scolded him as he started the sports car. It seemed to be such a bad thing to block him from the hot crock pot.
Xue Luo just didn't want the man's injured left shoulder to be injured three times. But when she saw the man's fierce blame, she didn't want to explain anything, so she casually said, "Who wants to block you what crock? I just got hit by accident!"
Sometimes hard mouth can reduce certain embarrassment and embarrassment. The man in front of her is a dangerous person that Lin Xueluo must stay away from, so she doesn't want him to misunderstand, she is in order to care for him, and does not want to hurt his injured left shoulder again and risk using his body to block the hot crock pot .
However, Xin Xing Feng Xinglang dealt with it in a timely manner. The hot soup did not last for a few seconds on her back, and he immediately peeled off his shirt.
"I was hit by accident? Oh, it seems that you are really unlucky! In fact, there is something even worse than this: it is in love with me! Lin Xueluo, I advise you not to do this kind of moth to fight fire Stupid thing! "Feng Xinglang stared at Xue Luo and said coldly.
love him? This man is more and more like a big peacock who is intoxicated, so proud and narcissistic! How could I fall in love with him? How could he make her fall in love? Arrogant!
But Xue Luo's heart was still inexplicably stirred by Feng Xinglang. She knew clearly: It wasn't the impulse of righteousness to jump over to help him block the earthen jar, nor was it accidentally hit ... What is it?
Xue Luo panicked, "Feng, Feng Xinglang, you stop! I ... I want to get off!"
With a creak, Feng Xinglang's strange gentleman really braked the car on the side of the road. But the next sentence he spoke made the snow half angrily.
"You can get off the bus! But you have to return my shirt!" Feng Xinglang's big hand was elegantly placed on the steering wheel, his eyes narrowed at the surprised and angry look on the woman's face.
"Return the shirt to you? Are you trying to make me run?" Xue Luo stared at him. This man is really bad.
Feng Xinglang smiled arrogantly, and said loudly: "Aren't you wearing any clothes in it? You should wear Pigini!"
Xue Luo instinctively guarded his own predecessor with both hands, for fear that Feng Xinglang would be a big beast, he would really pull her shirt, and gave him an angry look: "Feng Xinglang! You are so bad!"
"You didn't want to get off the bus yourself! Then you follow me obediently!" Feng Xinglang stepped on the accelerator again, and the smashing sports car screamed towards Fengjia immediately.
Along the way, Xue Luo was silent. No longer arguing with Feng Xinglang. His delicate upper body was so close to her that he could hear his heartbeat, and smell the scent of spicy tobacco on his body mixed with the cool and masculine flavor of mint.
His nose was full of his breath. It wasn't just her hearing and sniffing, but her heart that seemed to be being eaten and eaten bit by bit by his own breath.
Xue Luo quickly turned her head to see the scenery passing by the car window.
She was watching the scenery; he was watching her.
Just glanced at her more.
"Are you sure that your skin is thicker than mine? I still have the courage to block the crock for me? This is a hot back, but if I burn my face, I want to return it!"
Just checked, the woman's back was not very hot. His hands were also splashed with soup, and the temperature was not that hot.
"If you don't return the goods, it's up to your brother! You don't need to worry about a little uncle!" Xue Luo said on the top.