Chapter 678: My wife's meal is fragrant!

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In the morning, there are not many uncles and aunts in the dance training center.
A full-time dance teacher can take it. Snowfall can look at the essentials of movement and the physical movements most easily overlooked by uncles and aunts, so that after the dance teacher rests, she can better coach the students and correct their movement .
Snow fell in the last row, near the back door of the training room.
She just felt a shadow flashing behind her, and by the time she turned around, her waist was tightly held in her arms.
Xue Luo instinctively wanted to scream and struggle, but the sound of music covered her panic, almost for a moment, she felt that the man who suddenly attacked herself was Feng Xinglang.
"Feng Xinglang? What are you doing? You want to humiliate me like that?"
Xue Luo said indignantly. She thought that Feng Xinglang wanted to belittle her regardless of the occasion. Never respect her and cherish her. I thought she Lin Xueluo was his thing to play with, and hug him if he wanted to, and kiss if he wanted to.
Regardless of location and occasion.
"Good, don't move ... let me hug for a while ... just for a while!"
Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, deep from his throat. He didn't fall lightly, just hugging her tightly from behind, feeling her breath, and calming his heart.
Xue Luo could feel that today's man is not the same as the charm of the past, he just hugged her, a way to let him settle down quickly.
The uncles and aunts probably saw Feng Xinglang who was holding Xue Luo. They also knew that Feng Xing Lang was Xue Luo's ex-husband ...
Seeing that Xue Luo was not struggling, and Feng Xinglang had no further bad behavior, the uncles and aunts continued their dance lessons. They are here, young people. Blind blending can only be counterproductive.
"Feng Xinglang, what happened?"
Xue Luo asked, while pulling Kaifeng Xinglanghuan's arm around her waist, and asked, "Did I not let you go to the hospital for infusion treatment? Why are you back?"
"Xue Luo ... marry me!"
The man's voice was very low. But extremely clear. In the magnetic voice, there is a trace of man's unique charm.
Snow fell stiffened.
She shuddered and shoved Feng Xinglang, who was hugging her tightly, and embarrassedly glanced at the uncle and aunt who were practicing the dance. Fortunately, they were all facing her and Feng Xinglang. Just in the front mirror ...
"Feng Xinglang, what are you going to do ... I don't like arrogant men who don't know respect for women!"
"So what do you like?"
"What kind of man do I like that have anything to do with you?"
"Of course there is! I am the Adam made for you Lin Xueluo!"
"It's a pity! I only like mature, stable men who are dedicated to love and love me and my children!"
"It's still me!"
"Feng Xinglang, you shameless!"
"I can't chase you if you want a face! Why would I want it?"
"..."
After half an hour, the style changed suddenly.
Feng Xinglang was lying on a bench behind the dance studio, with an infusion on his arm.
Xue Luo insisted that Feng Xinglang go to the hospital, and Feng Xinglang refused to leave her; therefore, the infusion in the training center became the result of the two's compromise.
At all, Xueluo wanted to go to Nono's kindergarten to check his son's learning while taking lunch. Want to come to Feng Xinglang with her, small things should not go out of the wild. Furthermore, she has confiscated the mobile phone hidden by her son in a small schoolbag.
Yuan Duodoo is such a good girlfriend, she is so good that she has nothing to say.
She has been pregnant for three months, and has not spared any hard work. She comes to deliver meals to Xue Luo almost every day at noon.
In fact, it was too boring for Yuan Duoduo to stay alone in the hut. I can also talk to Xue Luo.
"Dear Xiao Xuexue, the baby it, and it's time to drive ..."
Yuan Duoduo walked in with a cheerful little step, and she didn't know that Feng Xinglang would be in the training center at noon today.
After a moment of panic, she immediately subconsciously covered her belly with a cardigan. In fact, he couldn't see it at all. Yuan Duoduo was too guilty.
"Yuan Duoduo, I haven't seen you for a few months. Why are you fat?"
Feng Xinglang teased.
Yuan Duoduo did gain a lot of weight in the past two months. She is in a physical constitution, and when she relaxes, she also gains weight with exercise. And Yuan Duoduo was an appetite girl.
But it's not like Feng Xinglang said: it's a ball!
In fact, Yuan Duoduo was most afraid that Feng Xinglang heard the sentence he had just said: "Baby, it fucks!"
But she really ignored the man's rudeness: Feng Xinglang used ‘baby to do it’, but Yuan Duoduo called herself. That 'baby', he thought it was his son Feng Linnuo.
"Say that I'm fattened into a ball? You don't have lunch for lunch!"
Seeing that Feng Xinglang didn't ask anything about 'baby mother', Yuan Duoduo immediately shifted the topic.
"Don't ... hungry me, my home will be distressed."
Feng Xinglang's electrified eyes fell to the side of the snow, and a charming air kiss came.
"... starve him to death, I won't feel bad!" Xue Luo snapped with anger.
"A meal, ten thousand yuan ..."
"Closing!"
For Yuan Duoduo, who is extremely short of money, it is simply a beauty of falling pie in the sky.
"Duoduo, do you have to pay so much for your friends?" Xue Luo slightly reprimanded.
"Your husband and wife are flirting with me for fun? Isn't this girl so kawaii! Credit card is taken, this meal belongs to you, and the old lady will not be a light bulb!"
Yuan Duoduo took Feng Xinglang's credit card and immediately left.
"feed me."
As soon as Yuan Duoduo left, Feng Xinglang started his funny wife mode.
Xue Luo gave the man a bad look. Take care of yourself.
Those who can do it, don't move; Feng Xinglang crosses Xue Luo's wrist and sends a piece of braised pork on her chopsticks to his own mouth.
"My wife's meal is fragrant!"
Feng Xinglang magnetically sounded, and deliberately ate so easily.
"... Feng Xinglang, don't you want to face?" Xue Luo was silent.
"Then kiss me nervously to see if my face is still ..."
Feng Xinglang immediately brought his handsome face forward.
Snow fell: "..."
In the evening, when Feng Xinglang went to pick up his son from school, an aunt came over.
"Xue Luo, why is your ex-husband still haunting you?"
"... He, his skin is too thick." Xue implements no answer.
"Now that you are all divorced, you should be divorced completely. It is also a crime to be out of character. Aunt will introduce you to someone."
As she said, she pulled out a photo from her handbag and said, "He is an engineer, with a monthly salary of more than 10,000. He is 35 years old and still a bachelor.
"Auntie, thank you for your kindness ... me, I don't want to ..."
"You must not think about it, and you must think about it early! Although you are still young, you are now a second marriage, and you also have a boy, it is difficult to marry."
"Auntie, I ..."
"It's embarrassing to know you. I've made an appointment for him. He'll be here in half an hour, and you'll see each other first, look at the edge of the eye."