Suddenly being scolded by Feng Xinglang, Xue Luo jumped in fright. Coincidentally, the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl entered her mouth. For a moment, she did not know whether to swallow or not.
In the end, Xue Luo chose to cherish every grain, and swallowed the millet porridge in her mouth.
Xue Luo was startled. She did not understand why the man suddenly scolded her and asked her to stop drinking. Was it because she drank too slowly?
"If I'm full, I can run faster." Xue Luo said innocently.
Feng Xinglang's brows furrowed. Originally, he thought that Bai Mo and the rest would not do anything to his and Xue Luo's food, so he let Xue Luo drink the porridge. But when he saw that the woman's face was getting redder and redder, he suddenly realized that perhaps Bai Mo and the rest would not use poison, but they might use that kind of drug!
And at this moment, the unnatural redness on the woman's face was the best proof of this point.
After finishing the porridge, Xue Luo followed Feng Xinglang's arrangements and took out two wet towels from the shower room. She kept one for herself and passed the other to Feng Xinglang. "Be careful. Don't let the fire burn you. "
The moment she passed the towel over, Xue Luo touched Feng Xinglang's arm. At that moment, it was as if she was struck by lightning.
What's wrong with me? I only touched this man's hand, why is there such a big reaction?
Following that, Xue Luo's breathing became rapid. Her whole body felt like it was thrown into a high temperature furnace. It was so hot that she could not even breathe. This Feng Xinglang had not even lit the fire in the room. How did I become so hot?
"Feng … Feng Xinglang … I think … I feel so hot and a little sad." Xue Luo used the wet towel to wipe her burning face.
"That porridge, could it be that there was some poison in it?" Xue Luo's first reaction was: The bowl of porridge that I just drank has been added with something unclean. It was a strange feeling that she could not control herself. The heat flowed through her limbs and every cell in her body was screaming: I'm so hot, I want to break free from this restraint, I want to fly freely in the air without being restrained.
"Idiot woman, don't lose your hair again!" Feng Xinglang roared and stepped forward to push the woman's hand away.
After a moment of absent-mindedness, Xue Luo lowered her head, "Ah … …" She let out a frightened scream. Xue Luo frantically wrapped her shirt around herself.
"Feng Xinglang, I … What happened to me? I feel like … I feel like I'm possessed … I feel so hot. "
Xue Luo's thoughts were unclear. Her words were intermittent and she seemed to be in a trance.
He felt like he was in a dream, and everything became unreal.
It was like being thrown into a fairy tale world. Just her and her prince. The prince took her hand and said to her affectionately,
"If one day, I turn into soil, the grass that grows on the soil will also be green because of you, and the flowers that bloom will also be beautiful because of you."
"If one day, I turn into a clear spring, the fish swimming in the clear spring will also dance for you, and the sound of the spring will also sing for you."
"Please allow me, allow me to say 'I love you!'!"
These words were all taken from the prose poetry book by Xue Luo. She had long memorized them in her heart.
That was Xue Luo's yearning for love, her hope for love. She was a girl who longed for a beautiful love!
Xue Luo was already immersed in another world! A world where there was only her and her beloved prince.
Abruptly, she grabbed Feng Xinglang's big palm and spread it out, placing it where her heart was. Letting it feel her heartbeat.
"Feng Xinglang, what did you just say? Can you say it again? "Xue Luo's small face had a sickly flush.
Feng Xinglang lowered his eyes and looked at the woman. She was already in a trance. She looked like she was really 'sick'.
"If you really can't bear it, go to the washroom and wash your face with cold water! Don't talk nonsense anymore! "
Looking at the porridge that was emptied by the woman, Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows slightly wrinkled: This Bai Mo, actually gave his woman this kind of despicable medicine? Is that brat's skin itching again?
With a sharp and cold gaze, Feng Xinglang stared at the direction of the surveillance camera.
"Feng Xinglang, I heard it. Just now you obviously said 'you love me'!"
Xue Luo stubbornly held Feng Xinglang's hand, "Can you say 'you love me' one more time? I want to hear it! "
"Crazy woman! You calm down! "Feng Xinglang pushed Xue Luo away.
Xue Luo lost her center of gravity and knocked against the wall …
Feng Xinglang seemed to be unwilling to let the woman really be knocked against the wall as he stretched out his arm to pull her back!
Perhaps in this lifetime, Xue Luo would never have imagined that she would actually take the initiative to kiss Feng Xinglang. She was inexperienced, only messily wanting to give everything to him.
Feng Xinglang did not reply, only allowing the woman to tiptoe and wantonly kiss his lips.
That cannot be considered as a kiss, it was more like a naughty child tasting her favorite candy.
But the effect was achieved. A man's most primitive feelings were aroused as Feng Xinglang deepened the kiss.
In the control room, swords were drawn and bows were bent. Bai Mo wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Brother Yan, don't tell me that Feng Xinglang this brat is really going to set fire to the things?"
"With his craftiness, just throwing a lighter would be enough. Under the heavens, there is nothing that Feng Xinglang does not dare to do. "Yan Bang's resolute face had a hint of melancholy.
"Then what should we do? Let people prepare to put out the fire? "Bai Mo did not expect that Feng Xinglang would use such a 'heroic' method to resist.
"… No rush! Wait a while more! That woman … seems to have a reaction! "
Yan Bang saw Xue Luo's abnormal movement. At the same time he also heard Feng Xinglang scolding the woman. Most likely he had already discovered that there was something added to the porridge. Furthermore, he also knows what it is.
Another wave of hot and dry air assaulted her. Xue Luo who had just regained some of her rationality starts to uncontrollably take off the clothes on her body.
"Feng Xinglang … quickly leave this place! I'm really sad! "Xue Luo sobbed softly, her pretty little face was dyed with a red glow that made people feel sorry for her.
She was so beautiful that it made people feel moved. "We can go out soon!
Bear for a while more! "Feng Xinglang hooked his long arm and hugged the woman in his arms.
In the inner room, there was no camera tracking. Whether it was Yan Bang or Bai Mo, they would not touch Feng Xinglang's bottom line.
But this did not prevent Bai Mo from inquiring about the situation. Somewhere on the carpet in the inner room, Bai Mo pressed a thumb-sized listening device. The sound was really clear.
A man who was born in a world of flowers, snow, and wine, could judge how hot the scene would be just by the sound.
"Lin Xue Luo, do you know what you are doing?" In such a state of passion, Feng Xinglang pushed the woman in his arms away from him.
He asked coldly.
The woman who was pushed away immediately stuck to him again. She buried her head in Feng Xinglang's arms discontentedly and hummed like a cat.
Undoubtedly, Feng Xinglang's arms could make her feel at ease, and it could also relieve the discomfort factor in her body.
But Feng Xinglang once again pushed the woman in his arms away from him …
What followed was the woman's words last night: I like a man like Fang Yiyan, sunny and cheerful, bright and beautiful like the morning sun!
This woman actually has a man called Fang Yiyan in her heart?
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