Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

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Xue Cheng couldn't afford to lose this face, playing such a fierce intimacy with the man outside the school.

The man initiated the beast, and it was probably impossible to stop it. If he did it in such a sacred place as school, Xue Luo felt that his face could not be asked anymore.

I know that he is his wife and he is her husband, but the outside world does not know it!

The outside world has always thought that Lin Xueluo was married to the young master Feng Lixin!

Even Feng Yiming thinks so, doesn't he?

At best, he was described as a playboy, without even a trace of derogation, and so a little bit envious of others!

But what about Xuelin Lin? It is estimated that it has been criticized by the group of shareholders and elders in the Feng's Group.

"Hungry? Eat me!"

The charm of a man's cavity is to make Xue Luo have a toothache. Hungry to eat him?

Xue Luo really wanted to eat him! Bite him bite to bite the hate!

Feng Xinglang gave a fierce sip on Hong Yan, who was at the end of Xue Luo, and Xue Luo sighed with a sigh of relief.

You ca n’t push and push, you ca n’t beat, you ca n’t cry, you ca n’t cry; Xue Luo can only bend her body slightly to reduce such pain.

Suddenly, Xue Luo seemed to be captivated or stunned, and she felt like a demon, and she suddenly said such a word.

"Feng Xinglang, will you kiss my belly?"

After saying this, Xue Luo regretted it. I was so sorry that I almost wanted to bite off my tongue!

Feng Xinglang pulled the red end of his mouth to a certain height, his charm was so blushing and heart-beating that he couldn't look directly into his charmed eyes.

Healthy teeth tapped on it, and the pain made the snow fall uncontrollably.

"You seem to like me kissing your belly?" He said in a wicked voice.

I remember last time, in the English corner of Xueluo School, she dragged his big hand again and again, let him touch her belly.

This woman's hobbies are really different.

Feng Xinglang's big palm was obediently covered in the belly of Xue Luo, tender and caressed like water.

"In your stomach ... shouldn't it be?"

Feng Xinglang said so freely. It seems that he also feels that Xueluo's waist is a lot rounder than when he married into the family.

Perhaps his mind only focused on revenge for the elder brother Feng Lixin, and he had no experience as a father. For Xue Luo, he repeatedly invited him to caress her belly, and Feng Xinglang didn't care.

It was just a special personal hobby that a woman wanted to invite him to flirt with her.

The snow fell in shock, panicking.

"I ... I'm going on vacation soon, so ... the stomach hurts a bit. You just don't want to kiss."

After speaking, Xue Luo actually regretted it. The thing that is clearly on the lips, just admit it, but what kind of energy do you have?

Ambiguous?

But the thought of Feng Xinglang's imminent dilemma, Xue Luo dispelled his thoughts.

Women's holiday is the thing most men hate.

When a woman is clean, a man will repel the clouds of rain like a woman; but when a woman is on vacation, she ca n’t wait to kick her on Mars.

Thought that men would hate themselves, but Feng Xinglang did not.

He had kissed her stomach before the snow fell.

Snow falling tears uncontrollably brushed straight, and bitten lips were already stained with teeth. I was no longer able to suppress the bitterness of my heart, and Xue Luo burst into tears.

The woman burst into tears and made Feng Xinglang feel a little pain.

"What, moved?"

Feng Xinglang kissed and kissed Xue Luo after kissing and kissing again in Xue Luo's belly.

Xue Luo tightly hugged Feng Xinglang and used his life to hug the man!

"Feng Xinglang, I love you!"

At this moment, Xue Luo doesn't want any poor self-esteem; she also doesn't want to be angry with this man, she just wants to hug this man well and tell him: I love you!

So, Xue Luo did so!

The woman's sudden confession gave Feng Xinglang Junyi's face a touch of charm; he sealed it with a kiss as a way to reply to the woman.

Xue Luo really wanted to freeze this moment forever. Nothing to think about, nothing to worry about, only she and her beloved man, as well as the little girl in her belly, the family of three enjoyed the passage of time quietly.

The man's arms are warm and generous, and they are also very strong and powerful, just what she and the baby need.

Xue Luo really didn't want to wander around with the little girl in her belly, Feng Xinglang was their mother and son's harbor.

But this harbor is about to face the washing of storms. Calmly speaking: their mother and child can't rely on it for the time being!

When this storm is over, will this harbor let their mother and child rely on it? It is still unknown.

The woman's tearful face really made Feng Xinglang look distressed.

He sucked her tears, smelling astringent. Also full of her care and worry about him.

"If you love me so much ... why do you still appear so calm after knowing that I am your husband?"

Feng Xinglang found a relatively easy topic.

"Even if you don't cheer, you should run over and ask me for a confession!"

Feng Xinglang gently wiped Xue Luo's uncontrolled rolling tears with his thumb.

Snow fell as a reply to Xinglang, and only whine choked. She was speechless.

Seeing the woman just crying, Feng Xinglang sighed slightly and held the woman with tears in her arms.

"Cry ... it just feels good to cry!"

Feng Xinglang kissed Xue Luo's hairline and felt the woman tremble slightly in his arms.

"I'm not dead yet, you're crying out of breath; if I really die, don't you want to ..."

To be honest, Feng Xinglang didn't have the certainty to win Hetun, and there were uncertain factors in everything.

In case Hetun doesn't want to play tricks with him anymore, he simply comes straight and rude, Feng Xinglang knows that he will definitely not be Hetun's opponent. That old third and old eight is already weird enough, but Lan Xingyou still has a Xing Twelve in his mouth?

Xue Luo no one Feng Xinglang finished his words, but tightly covered his mouth.

"Feng Xinglang, please, don't say ... don't say ... I don't want to listen!"

Xue Luo didn't want to listen; the little boy in his stomach didn't want to listen. He hasn't been born yet, and hasn't seen what his own father looks like.

"Okay, I don't say, I just do!"

So, Feng Xinglang began to kiss the woman again. From the woman's forehead to her tears, her tiny nose, and her lips trembling with crying.

Feng Xinglang kissed very seriously, and perhaps he also felt that such an opportunity was valuable.

"Xue Luo, tonight as Mrs. Feng Xinglang, be my woman again."