In the morning, there weren't many uncles and aunties in the dance training center.
It was fine as long as there was a professional dance teacher guiding them. Xue Luo could stand at the side and observe the main points of the movements as well as the body movements that the uncles and aunties tend to overlook. This way, after the dance teacher took a break, she could better guide the students and correct their movements.
Xue Luo landed in the last row, near the back door of the training room.
She only felt a figure flash behind her, and when she turned around, her waist was already tightly embraced by someone's arms.
Xue Luo instinctively wanted to scream and struggle but the music covered her panicked voice. Almost instantly, she felt that the man who suddenly attacked her was Feng Xinglang.
"Feng Xinglang? What are you doing? Are you trying to humiliate me in public? "
Xue Luo said angrily. She thought that Feng Xinglang was going to disregard the occasion and take liberties with her. He never respected her or cherished her. He thought that she, Xue Luo, was Feng Xinglang's plaything, hugging and kissing whenever he wanted.
Regardless of the occasion and location.
"Be good, don't move … let me hug you for a while … just for a while!"
Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, coming from the depths of his throat. He didn't continue to disrespect Xue Luo and only hugged her tightly from behind, feeling her breath and calming his heart.
Xue Luo could feel that today's man was different from the flirtatious and frivolous man in the past. He only hugged her in a way that allowed him to quickly calm down.
The uncles and aunties should have seen Feng Xinglang who was hugging Xue Luo. They also knew that Feng Xinglang was Xue Luo's ex-husband …
Seeing that Xue Luo didn't struggle and Feng Xinglang didn't do anything bad, the uncles and aunties continued with their dance lessons. They were experienced people and it would be counterproductive to meddle in the affairs of the young.
"Feng Xinglang, what happened?"
Xue Luo asked while pulling Feng Xinglang's arm that was around her waist and asked, "Didn't I ask you to go to the hospital for treatment? Why did you come back? "
"Xue Luo … marry me!"
The man's voice was very deep. But it was incomparably clear. The magnetic voice had a hint of a man's charm.
Xue Luo froze for a moment.
She frantically pushed Feng Xinglang, who was hugging her tightly. Then, she embarrassedly glanced at the uncles and aunties who were practicing their dance. Fortunately, they had their backs to her and Feng Xinglang. However, the mirror in front of him …
"Feng Xinglang, what are you trying to do … I don't like egomaniacs who don't know how to respect women!"
"What kind do you like?"
"What does the kind of man I like have anything to do with you?"
"Of course! I am the Adam that God made for you, Lin Xueluo! "
"What a pity! I only like men who are mature, steady, loyal to love, and love me and my child! "
"You're still talking about me!"
"Feng Xinglang, you're shameless!"
"I won't be able to get you back if you want face! What do I need it for? "
"…"
Half an hour later, the scene changed.
Feng Xinglang was lying on a bench at the back of the dance studio with an IV drip in his arm.
Xue Luo insisted that Feng Xinglang go to the hospital, but Feng Xinglang refused to leave her. Thus, the IV drip in the training center became the result of the two of them reaching a compromise.
Xue Luo wanted to go to Nuo Nuo's kindergarten during lunch time to monitor her son's learning situation. She thought that with Feng Xinglang here, the little thing would not be able to go out. Moreover, she had already confiscated the phone that her son had hidden in his small school bag.
Yuan Duoduo, this bestie, was really good to the point of speechlessness.
Even though she was already three months pregnant, she still tirelessly delivered lunch to Xue Luo almost every afternoon.
Actually, it was because Yuan Duoduo was too bored staying in the small house alone, so she wanted to come out for some fresh air. She could also talk to Xue Luo.
"Dear little Xue Xue, your child's godmother, food has arrived …"
Yuan Duoduo walked in cheerfully. She did not know that Feng Xinglang would be in the training center at noon.
After a moment of panic, she subconsciously covered her stomach with her shirt. Actually, she could not tell that Yuan Duoduo was too guilty.
"Yuan Duoduo, I haven't seen you for a few months. How did you become so fat?"
Feng Xinglang teased.
Yuan Duoduo had indeed gained a lot of weight in these two months. She had a physique that liked to exercise. Once she relaxed, coupled with the lack of food and exercise, it was inevitable that she would gain weight. Moreover, Yuan Duoduo was a girl with an extremely good appetite.
But it was not as Feng Xinglang said: fat as a ball!
Actually, what Yuan Duoduo was most afraid of was Feng Xinglang hearing her say: your child's godmother!
But she had neglected the roughness of a man. Feng Xinglang called her 'child's godmother', but Yuan Duoduo called herself. That 'child', he thought it was his son, Feng Linnuo.
"You actually said I'm fat as a ball? I won't let you eat lunch! "
Seeing that Feng Xinglang did not continue asking about 'my child's godmother', Yuan Duoduo immediately changed the topic.
"Don't … if you starve me, my Xue Luo will feel heartache."
Feng Xinglang glanced at Xue Luo, who was at the side, and even blew her a charming kiss.
"… I won't feel heartache even if he starves to death!" Xue Luo said fiercely.
"One meal, ten thousand yuan …"
"Deal!"
To Yuan Duoduo, who was extremely short of money, this was like a pie falling from the sky.
"Duoduo! Do you have to value money more than friends? "Xue Luo scolded.
"You and your husband are flirting with each other and using me as entertainment? This lady is not so kawaii! Give me your credit card, this meal is yours, I won't be a third wheel! "
Yuan Duoduo took Feng Xinglang's credit card and immediately left.
"Feed me."
The moment Yuan Duoduo left, Feng Xinglang started teasing his wife.
Xue Luo fiercely gave the man a supercilious look. She minded her own business and started eating.
If you can use your hands, don't use your mouth. Feng Xinglang twisted Xue Luo's wrist and sent a piece of red braised pork from her chopsticks into his mouth.
"The food fed by my wife is so fragrant!"
Feng Xinglang said in a magnetic voice, purposely eating in such a carefree manner.
"… Feng Xinglang, do you still have any face?" Xue Luo was speechless.
"Then kiss me nervously, see if my face is still there …"
Feng Xinglang immediately moved his handsome face forward.
Xue Luo: "…"
In the evening, when Feng Xinglang went to pick up his son from school, an auntie walked over.
"Xue Luo, why is your ex-husband still bothering you?"
"… He, his skin is too thick." Xue Luo did not know how to answer.
"Since you guys are divorced, you should be more thorough. Your personality is not compatible, it is quite a suffering. Auntie, let me introduce you to a partner. "
The auntie said while taking out a photo from her handbag, "He is an engineer, ten thousand yuan monthly salary, 35 years old this year, still a fiancé."
"Auntie, thank you for your kindness … I, I don't want to …"
"You must not think about this matter, moreover, you must think about it early! Although you are still young, you are now a second marriage, moreover you have a boy, it is very difficult to marry. "
"Auntie, I …"
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