Chapter 125: Don't you want to kiss me?

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Feng Xinglang whispered leisurely, the expression was so charming that the woman was addicted and emotional.
"..." Xue Luo realized that he was being played by this man. Suddenly his face turned hot.
This man is really too bad. Inadvertently, he was trapped in his trap, and he was skillfully played.
"Mr. Feng, your chopsticks and bowl." Yuan Duoduo put the tableware in Feng Xinglang's hand.
"Thank you." Feng Xinglang picked up the chopsticks and went straight to the subject to chop the plate of braised pork. The meat that was picked up was not delivered to his mouth, but was sent to a bowl of snow falling. "Eat more meat. It feels better to be fatter."
Xue Luo was so ashamed that Feng Xing's mouth was unobstructed: to argue with him, he was undoubtedly trying to win favor. Because Feng Xinglang suddenly became the focus of the cafeteria, especially the female students, and he paid attention to his discussions.
The only thing that Snowfall can do is bury your head in to eat and reduce your sense of existence. Hurry up after dinner. She could not wait to find a place to sew away now.
Seeing that Xue Luo had eaten obediently, Feng Xinglang did not continue to tease her.
It is estimated that he was hungry, and Feng Xinglang ate a bit fiercely, but he was not expensive. Therefore, face value is very important.
Feng Xinglang suddenly paused for a meal, holding his chopsticks against his stomach with a breathless hold.
"Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Duoduo noticed what pain Feng Fenglang seemed to be suppressing.
"Oh, eating too fast, my stomach hurts a bit." Feng Xinglang Dan responded.
Stomach pain? Xue Luo's action was delayed: she knew that Feng Xinglang had a stomachache. Forget to eat as soon as you work. Because of the condition of the young master Feng Lixin, Feng Xinglang had to push GK's work to the night. In most cases, it is necessary to take care of Feng Lixin during the day and to keep busy with the affairs of the group at night.
"Mr. Feng, do you hurt yourself? Do you need to go to the infirmary?" Yuan Duoduo asked with concern.
"It's okay! I can't die!" Feng Xinglang said suddenly, and then began to eat again.
But Xue Luo's heart felt a pain.
Inadvertently, Feng Xinglang glanced at the snow falling while eating. It seemed that the woman did not show any nervousness about his stomachache, let alone the distressed look.
More or less lost, Feng Xinglang just added another piece of braised pork to Xue Luo, without questioning.
Before the meal was finished, Feng Xinglang was called by a phone call.
Watching the man's tall and erect back, Xue Luo suddenly put down the chopsticks, "Duo Duo, please clean up today. I'll come tomorrow. I'll go first."
Xueluo didn't go after Xinglang, but left the canteen quickly.
On the parking space outside the school gate, Feng Xinglang had just started his hot black Ferrari, and saw in the rearview mirror a young and energetic figure chasing his sports car all the way.
Lin Xueluo?
What does this woman chase after? Wouldn't it be to blame him for running to her school to entangle her for lunch.
Feng Xinglang's time was precious, but he stopped the sports car just started and opened the window.
"Quick, open ... open your mouth!" Xue Luo finally caught up, panting breathlessly at the window of the cab.
What do you do to stop the car yourself? Waiting for a woman to catch up and scold yourself? Is this the rhythm of active abuse?
Sealed lips with astringent lips.
It ’s just that the woman chased him and let him ‘open his mouth’.
"You make me open your mouth? Do you want to kiss me?" Feng Xinglang's charming smile, a different charm.
"..." Xue Jiu was convinced that the man could convince him in any way what was normal.
However, while the man opened his arrogant, thin and charming lips, Xue Luo was so anxious that he squeezed a pill cut into Feng Xinglang's mouth.
"What?" Feng Xinglang Jun frowned, instinctively trying to spit out the pill.
But Xue Luo covered his mouth tightly with his hand, "No vomiting! This is‘ Daxi ’aluminum magnesium carbonate tablet, which is used to relieve your acute stomach pain.

Feng Xinglang's heart was suddenly soothed by the woman's words. It turned out that this woman was catching her car panting, just to give her stomach medicine? He stared deeply into the woman's eyes with his side eyes, breeding more uncertain feelings.
"The rest of the medicine, you put it in the storage box yourself. If the stomach hurts again, include a tablet. But this medicine does not cure the symptoms, it can only relieve the pain, can not cure your stomach problems. Go back at night, you let Dr. Jin Give you some stomach medicine ... "
The words were not completely spoken in the woman's red lips, Feng Xinglang suddenly leaned over, clinging to the back of Xue Luo's head to the area of ​​the car, and then severely sealed her two red lips.
Feng Xinglang violently lifted the snow-falling teeth, and her tongue protruded quite intensively, stirring her tongue, stirring and sucking in her mouth, and the deep kiss with the smell of tobacco and medicine occupied the snow. Breathe!
The nose and lungs that persecuted her were filled with the flavor of Fengxinglang! Strong, unforgettable breath!
The oxygen ran out and was forced to spit. Snowfall was already blushing.
Sending a medicine to him, even the man could be rudely frivolous, and Xue Luo was angry and annoyed.
This is too shameful, right? This man is no longer saved.
Being free, Xue Luo immediately fled into the desert like a cat with a tail on it.
Gently touching his lips: the smell of that demon man still remained on it. The smell of spicy tobacco, with the powdery touch of the tablet being liquefied by the mouth, still lingers in the mouth of the nose.
Are you going crazy? Such a kiss for a man? no, I can not. I don't like that man at all! Violent and shameless, how could Lin Xueluo like such a man!
Is that your own tongue or your soul?
Xue Luo dare not delve into it. A heart has been messy.
In the dormitory, the snow falling from the soul almost hit Yuan Duoduo, who was about to go out.
"Xue Luo, where have you been? Run so fast, bully my legs without your sharps?" Yuan Duoduo complained.
"Oh, I ... I went to the canteen." Xue Luo froze.
"I thought you were going to chase Xinglang!" Yuan Duoduo said casually.
Suddenly, Yuan Duoduo noticed the strangeness of Xue Luo, "Xue Luo, how did you get your lips? It looks like a hematoma."
"Ah? Really?" Xue Luo panicked, licking his lips instinctively, and the salty saliva stimulated the hematoma to be more painful.
"Look at it yourself." Yuan Duoduo picked up the mirror on the desk and held it up in front of Xue Luo.
Only then did Xuelu find out: his innocent lower lip was even bloodstained by that man!