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"Xue Luo, don't you believe it? Feng Xinglang is not a good man! He just wants to play with you!

He wanted to come forward and hug Xue Luo, but was used by Xue Luo to cross the two with those photos. "Fang Yiyan, you are too excited. I believe my husband! No matter if it is true or pretending, this is all It's just the private affairs of our family. It has nothing to do with outsiders! "

"Xue Luo, I just want to help you!" Fang Yiyan hurried.

"Fang Yiyan, we are over! Please stop approaching me in this way. I am a married woman, and it will not affect you and me!" Xue Luo coldly refused Fang Yiyan's help.

"Xue Luo, why do you think so? I really just want to help you!" Fang Yiyan was anxious to express his heart.

"I don't need your help! Thank you!" Xue Luo bowed slightly to Fang Yiyan, and turned away.

At the moment he turned around, Xue Luo was already in a distressed mood.

In fact, what Fang Yiyan said, Xue Luo believed. Because she knew Fang Yiyan was a very strict person. Without the nine-story assurance, he would not show her these doubts with her. And the doubts he analyzed exactly matched the doubts in her heart!

In other words, Xue Luo already believed that Feng Lixin he was in contact with was Feng Xinglang posing.

At least, it's seriously skeptical!

Therefore, Xue Luo should use facts to verify the doubts in her heart.

In this day's lesson, Xue Luo listened to it. Even the roll call should be ‘to’. It was Yuan Duoduo who gave it to the laborer.

"Xue Luo, what are you thinking? What exactly did Fang Yiyan say to you? It made you stubborn all day." Yuan Duoduo asked.

"Don't ask, listen to your class." Xue Luo sighed slightly.

She remembered that night: the landline of Feng's family was started late at night. She got up and found that ‘Feng Lixin’ was covering her whole body with a blanket, especially his face, which was completely covered.

He also said in his name: He was worried that Xue Luo would be scared when he saw it!

Now thinking about it, it is estimated that the man was indeed worried that he would be 'frightened' after seeing his true face! Because that's his own face! A face without disguise!

Other doubts can be solved more easily! For example: Feng Xinglang's mobile phone appeared next to ‘Feng Lixin’ twice in a row. No coincidence at all! Because of that ‘Feng Lixin’, he was posing as Feng Xinglang in this life!

Deep anger and deceived desolation came, and Xue Luo gritted his teeth for a while: Feng Xinglang, you are so deceiving!

What do you think of Lin Xue? puppet? puppet? toy? Still playing?

It's enough to not be respected, now it's a shame of shame!

Feng Xinglang, you bastard! You think the girl doesn't show his power, really treat me as a kitty cat!

Xue Luo sprung up a bold idea: catch Feng Xinglang!

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Feng's dinner table.

"Feng Xinglang, I want to see your elder brother Feng Lixin. Tonight, you must see it!" Xue Luo stared at the bottom of Feng Xinglang's eyes with firm eyes.

"Otherwise?" Feng Xinglang drank a bite of the soup from An Zhisheng, and whispered.

The stingy gesture said: I won't let you see, what can you do to me?

"Otherwise I'll ... I'll go on a hunger strike!"

Xue Luo also thought of other persecution methods: for example, jumping from a building, such as using a knife against his neck. But those are too strong. Even if the revolution is successful, only half of their own lives are left.

By comparison, a hunger strike is more reliable.

"Is the hunger strike protested? Then you are hungry!"

Feng Xinglang didn't have the slightest sympathy for the fragrant and jade, and the uncontrollable evil spirit seemed to applaud.

Xue Luo said nothing, and Huyu stood up and went straight to the guest room downstairs. She also did not expect Feng Xinglang to have mercy on her.

Watching his wife leave, An An called out a sigh of faintness: When the younger grandma wanted to see Grandma Second Grandma last night, the younger grandma said she was uncomfortable and did not want to see him; when the younger grandma wanted to see Grandma Grandma, the second Grandpa refused See ... how is this good!

"Master No. 2, you really want to be hungry for No. 2 Grandma?" An Ying asked distressed.

She was not only distressed by Mrs. Xueluo's body, but also Xuefeng Xiaoyu, who might have been born in Xueluo's stomach.

"She wants to torture herself, and it's up to her to do it. How old is she to intimidate me with such naive means? Hungry may also stimulate the second development of IQ." Feng Xinglang indifferently said.

An An didn't say anything on her mouth, and secretly thought: Go and give your wife something to eat.

"Don't give her anything to eat. Otherwise, my punishment for her would be far more than just being hungry." Feng Xinglang reprimanded.

An An was startled and nodded repeatedly: "I see."

Promise, promise, but this will not stop An Chan from delivering food to Mrs. Xue Luo. After all, Feng's children are above all else. Even if the second master blamed himself, An Yan also recognized.

While Feng Xinglang went into the medical room, An An quickly walked in with Xue Luo's favorite sweet potato cake and glutinous rice porridge.

The door of the room where the snow fell was concealed, and the purpose was to facilitate 'Feng Lixin' in and out. The hunger strike was only a means, and catching Feng Xinglang in her shape was her ultimate goal.

What came in was not Feng Lixin, who was posing as Feng Xinglang, or An An, who was carrying food. As she closed the door, she also looked out the door. It was estimated that she had sneaked away to give her food without the consent of Feng Xinglang.

"Ma'am, hungry, eat it quickly." An Zhuanli delivered the tableware to Xue Luo.

To be honest, in addition to An Yi's unprincipled protection of the Second Master Feng Xinglang, he condoned his irregular behavior; his concern for Lin Xueluo was always meticulous.

"Ann, I don't eat! You take it!" Xue Luo insisted.

Since it's acting, then you have to perform a full set! And they have to act real enough. Therefore, she firmly refused the food brought by An An. She just wanted Feng Xinglang to see: This time she Lin Xueluo was playing.

"Ma'am, why are you doing this! You can't be angry with Master Er, and you can't take your own body to suffer." An An was anxious.

From time to time, he pointed at the lower abdomen that was flat with no signs of omission, and said, "You can stand hungry. The little baby in this belly can't stand hunger!"

As if Xue Luo was really pregnant!

"I'm not angry! My name is protest! Strong protest!" Xue Luo Zhenzhen said.

In fact, Feng Xinglang just left, just to give An An the opportunity to sneak food to Xue Luo.

When Feng Xinglang saw that An An kept the food that he brought out of the room intact, his eyebrows were slightly faint: This woman wants to play for real?