Chapter 669: The soul is almost lost on you

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These blushing words overflowed from Feng Xing Langfei's thin lips, full of affection, so ambiguous that Xue Luo couldn't lift it, let alone see the man straight.
But Feng Xinglang was not ashamed of his light words, and still showed his handsome face like a pair of copper walls and iron walls.
"Feng Xinglang, don't talk about it ... you still have to be shameless!"
Xue Luo's red face was so ashamed that he couldn't wait to reach out and plug the man's mouth.
Of course, if Feng Xinglang had a face, he would not seduce a woman like this.
"The soul is about to lose you. What does this face want it to do? Collect it together! Together with my walking body!"
This sentiment is so irritating ... it can faint people drunk!
"Feng Xinglang, save yourself! This girl is not rare in your soul, nor is your body rare! Lan Youyou has waited for you for so many years, you will go to her!"
Snow fell cold and indifferent, but when you listened carefully, you couldn't hide the sour meaning between words.
"Yeah, she waited for me for so many years, I didn't give her ... why is this?"
Feng Xinglang followed the meaning of the woman, and seemed to analyze herself, as well as to comfort the woman, "Is it not because of my whole person, my whole body and mind, that you have been removed by Lin Xuelu?"
"Who hooked you! Shameless!"
Xue Luo glanced at Feng Xinglang resentfully, "You go! We are divorced! Nothing!"
"A couple in a day, a hundred days! What's more, our couples who have been together for so many days ... can we still have a clear relationship in this life?"
Feeling that the woman's strength against the door was much smaller, Feng Xinglang lifted a force and squeezed in.
He also has a food tray in his hand. Inside is a plate of cola chicken wings, glutinous rice ribs, as well as shiitake greens and rice.
"This is what your dear son chose for you. Do you have the heart to live up to his filial piety?"
The copper-walled iron-walled rogue card ended, and the family card began to play below.
If originally refused, Xue Luoyu swallowed back. The son was her heart, and she couldn't bear to lose her son.
"Where is Nono?"
Xue Luo instinctively looked up behind Feng Xinglang, but did not see his son Lin Nuo following behind his father, Feng Xinglang.
"Oh, teach his grandpa downstairs."
Feng Xinglang placed the food tray on the desk and began to look at the loft where Xue Luo and his mother lived.
The attic is only twenty square meters, but it is cozy and comfortable. But the cramped low space kept Feng Xinglang Meiyu tight.
"Feng Xinglang, you indulge Nuo Nuo's age, smallness, disrespect for the old, and rudeness? How does Nuo Nuo always fit into society?"
For the issue of son education, Xueluo was the first two.
In the five years that he lived with Hetun, Hetun suddenly raised the little guy into a bad child full of suffocation; now the father of Feng Xinglang, who does not follow good temptations, just encourages and condones his son Impolite and unruly.
"Why can't I be integrated into society? This little thing is just a copy of me from an early age. I am taunted and wild and have a personality! Isn't this good?"
Sure enough, Feng Xinglang praised his son for his personality, and did not mean to criticize education.
"Feng Xinglang, you're enough! You will not be allowed to transfer your suffocating thoughts to Nuo Nuo! My own son, I will educate myself!"
Snow fell really anxious. Hetun's education has always been exclusive to him; and Feng Xinglang's education has even fostered his son's arrogance.
"Okay, I will educate Nuo Nuozun to love the young and be kind to others."
Feng Xinglang didn't want to let himself and the woman's two-person world, because of his son's education problems, smell of gunpowder.
Xue Luo glared at Feng Xinglang and pursed his lips. "You have already delivered the food, and you can go now!"
It was this ruthless order of expulsion.
Xueluo knew: Feng Xinglang really loved his pro-son Lin Nuo.
She felt that Feng Xinglang could chase his son's mother in order to satisfy the wishes of his own son.
Having said that, I still lack the confidence in my heart!
Women must have four things: self-confidence on the face, kindness in the bottom of their hearts, bones that melt into the blood, and strength that is carved into their lives!
Xue Luo felt really low!
Especially after I divorced Feng Xinglang, but I was not able to give my son a relaxed and happy family; at least I did n’t even have a diploma, and I only got a certificate of completion that was not recognized by an enterprise or institution.
Is it a customer order?
How could this be a rare IQ man like Feng Xinglang?
"You eat first, I watch you eat. Or go downstairs and talk to my son ... Keke!"
Before Feng Xinglang's words were finished, he couldn't help but coughed twice.
He instinctively used his back to hide his coughing embarrassment, but he never expected that the back of his hand was stained with coughing blood.
Not much, but compared with fair skin on the back of the hand, it is still very eye-catching.
"Feng Xinglang, you have coughed up blood ..."
The snow fell hurriedly to come and look. Sure enough, blood, bright blood.
"How are you feeling? It doesn't matter? I'll send you to the hospital?"
The woman's eyes were full of distress.
"Which hospital to go to ... let's kill the smell of the disinfectant!"
Feng Xinglang's tall and healthy body shook twice, and he lay down on the snow-fallen bed.
"So ... then I'll send you to Cong Gang? He, he should be able to cure your internal bleeding."
Xue Luo has seen Cong Gang's superb medical skills in dealing with internal and external injuries.
"Don't go! I'm blocked when I see him."
Feng Xinglang straightened his back. "Maybe I was tired of climbing ... let me lie down for a while."
Men are coughing up blood, and they are so tired that Xueluo still has the heart to drive men away?
Besides, Xue Luo is not the kind of hearted woman!
In fact, Feng Xinglang's internal bleeding had already stopped.
As for whether the blood on the back of the hand was coughed by Feng Xinglang himself, it is unknown.
But one thing is certain: it is indeed Feng Xinglang's own blood! As for where he came from, only he knew it!
The weakness of his body stems from the good fight in Peteburg.
Tormenting his entire body and mind as if he had died once.
Feng Xinglang belongs to the kind of proud man. Some things, he would rather die than give up.
Women's beds are not very suitable, but they are extremely comfortable.
With a pillow with the breath of a woman and his child, Feng Xinglang's heart calmed down inexplicably.
No external factors are required.
A few minutes later, Feng Xinglang clearly felt that his blood-stained hand had been gently held in the palm of the woman ...