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Chapter 343: Kiss Our Baby

Xueluo really couldn't afford to lose his face, playing an intense act of intimacy with this man outside the school gates.

Since this man was so interested in beasts, he probably wouldn't be able to stop him even if he wanted to. If he did it in a sacred place like the school, Xueluo felt that he wouldn't be able to take his face anymore.

He knew that he was his wife and he was her husband, but the outside world didn't know either!

The outside world had always thought that Lin Xueluo had married First Young Master Feng Lixin!

Even Feng Yiming thought so, didn't he?

At most, Feng Xinglang would only be described as a Young Master of Blossom Heart, he did not have a trace of derogatory terms, and was even described as something that made people jealous and envious of him!

But what about her, Lin Xueluo? He had probably been criticized to the point that he couldn't finish the entire process, right?

"Hungry? Eat me! "

The man's words were a pain in Xueluo's teeth. You're hungry and eating him?

Xueluo really wanted to eat him! They bit him until he died to vent their hatred!

Feng Xinglang ruthlessly took a deep breath and bit on the vermilion sparrow at Xueluo's end. It was so painful that Xueluo breathed in a mouthful of cold air.

He couldn't push her away, he couldn't beat her, he couldn't cry, he could only bend his body to lessen the pain.

Suddenly, Xueluo felt as if she had been possessed by a parasite, or as if she was possessed by a devil.

"Feng Xinglang, can you kiss my stomach?"

After saying that, Xueluo regretted it. He regretted so much that he wanted to bite off his own tongue!

Feng Xinglang pulled the red tip in his mouth up to a certain height, it was so seductive that it made people blush and heartbeat, they couldn't look straight into his charming eyes.

Her healthy teeth lightly knocked on the top of her head, causing Xueluo to uncontrollably mutter in pain.

"You seem to like me kissing your stomach?" His voice sounded evil.

He remembered the last time, at Xueluo's English Corner, she had also dragged his big hand over and over, allowing him to touch her abdomen.

This woman's hobbies were truly unusual.

Feng Xinglang's large palm obediently covered Xueluo's abdomen, and gently caressed it again and again.

"Your stomach... It can't be there now, right? "

Feng Xinglang said as he wished. It was as if he felt that Xueluo's waist was a lot rounder than when he married into the Feng Family.

Perhaps it was because his mind was only focused on avenging his big brother Feng Lixin, and he didn't have the experience of being a father. Regarding Xueluo's repeated invitations to him to love her, Feng Xinglang didn't care about her heart at all.

He thought that this was just a special personal hobby that the woman wanted to invite him to have sex with her.

Xueluo was shocked, and panicked.

"I... I'm on leave soon, so. His stomach hurt a little. It's fine if you don't want to kiss me. "

After he finished speaking, Xueluo was actually quite regretful. He was clearly just talking about it. What was there to be embarrassed about if he admitted to it?

Aren't they being hypocritical?

But once he thought about the difficult situation Feng Xinglang was about to face, Xueluo dispelled the thought in his heart.

A woman's holiday is what most men hate the most.

When a woman was clean, a man would fight her to the death. When a woman was on leave, however, he couldn't wait to kick her to the ground.

She thought that men would hate her, but Feng Xinglang didn't.

Before he finished speaking, Xueluo had already kissed her on the stomach.

Xueluo's tears uncontrollably fell down, and her lips that she was biting her lips were already filled with bite marks. Unable to suppress the bitterness in his heart any longer, Xueluo couldn't help but bawl out.

The woman suddenly cried loudly, causing Feng Xinglang to feel pain in his heart.

"What, moved?"

Feng Xinglang kissed again and again on Xueluo's abdomen before finally kissing the crying Xueluo.

Xueluo hugged Feng Xinglang tightly, using his own life to hug this man!

"Feng Xinglang, I love you!"

At this moment, Xueluo didn't want any more pitiful self-esteem; nor did she want to get angry with this man. She only wanted to hug this man and tell him: I love you!

And so, Xueluo did it!

The woman's sudden confession made Feng Xinglang's handsome face appear to be filled with charm. He sealed his lips with a kiss, using it as a way to reply to the woman.

Xueluo really wanted to freeze this moment forever. There was no need to think about anything, no need to worry about anything. There was only her, her beloved man, and the little girl in her stomach. The family of three quietly enjoyed the passing of time.

The man's embrace was warm and broad and strong, just what she and Baby needed.

Xueluo really didn't want to wander around with the little girl in his stomach.

But this harbor is about to face a storm. Calmly, he said: I can't rely on this mother and son pair for the time being!

When the storm was over, it was still unknown whether the harbor would allow them and their son to depend on it.

The woman's tear-stained face made Feng Xinglang's heart ache.

He sucked her tears, and they tasted salty. It was filled with her concern and worry for him.

"Since you love me so much …" "Why am I so calm after knowing that I'm your husband?"

Feng Xinglang found a relatively easy topic to talk about.

"Even if you didn't cheer, you should have come over and denounced me!"

Feng Xinglang used his thumb to gently wipe away the tears that rolled down Xueluo's face.

What Xueluo replied him with was only sobs. She could not speak.

Seeing that the lady was only crying, Feng Xinglang sighed and hugged her tightly.

"Cry …" If you cry, that will be great! "

Feng Xinglang kissed Xueluo's hair, and felt the woman's body tremble in his arms.

"I'm not dead yet, and you're already crying so hard; if I really were to die, wouldn't you …"

To be honest, Feng Xinglang did not have absolute confidence that he could win against the Hetun.

If the Hetun did not want to play tricks with him, and instead used the simple and crude method, Feng Xinglang knew that he would definitely not be a match for the Hetun. That Third Brother and Eighth Brother were already weird enough, but Lan Youyou actually dared to talk about Xing Shi'er?

Xueluo did not finish her sentence. Instead, she tightly covered his mouth.

"Feng Xinglang, I beg of you, please don't … Stop it... I don't want to hear it! "

Xueluo didn't want to hear it; the little girl in his stomach didn't want to hear it either. It hadn't appeared yet, and it hadn't personally seen what its own father looked like.

"Alright, I won't say it, I'll only do it!"

Thus, Feng Xinglang began to kiss her again. From the woman's forehead to her tearful eyes, her small nose, and her trembling lips.

Feng Xinglang kissed her very seriously, perhaps he also felt that this kind of opportunity was extremely valuable.

"Xueluo, tonight, in your capacity as Madam Feng Xinglang, you will be my woman once again."