Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

### Chapter 79 - Slap loudly

What assaulted him was the faint smell of alcohol on the man's body. It did not smell bad at all; Every breath of air he inhaled was tainted with a man's scent.

Xueluo was stunned for a moment, and then he experienced the weight of his body, it was as heavy as a mountain.

"Feng Xinglang... Heavy … So heavy... Open it … It's pressing down on me. " Xueluo felt as if his breathing was going to be cut off.

She wanted to use her arms to push the man away from her, but the final result turned into a pair of small hands scratching Feng Xinglang's chest, tickling it all the way to the man's heart.

"Be good and don't move!" Feng Xinglang didn't seem to be completely drunk yet …

Provincial personnel. He seemed to enjoy Xueluo's softness a lot. The feeling of his two heartbeats nestling together, allowed each of them to obtain comfort, allowed the two lonely hearts to no longer remain desolate.

Feng Xinglang did feel comfortable, but Xueluo who was below him felt extremely uncomfortable. Her back pressed against the hard floor. She was only 1.65 meters tall. How could her petite body withstand his pressure?

If he was pressed down like this, Xueluo felt that he would either be pressured to death, or his internal organs would be squeezed out!

"Feng Xinglang... You are really heavy! " Xueluo whimpered like a cat. It was a soft, delicate wheeze.

"Trouble!" Feng Xinglang's thin lips hooked up, both of her arms tightly wrapped around Xueluo's waist, and with a move, she shifted the two of them over. She went up and he went down.

Thinking that he could finally regain his freedom, just as Xueluo was about to climb up from Feng Xinglang's body, he was pulled by the man's powerful arm which had just been lifted, and his upper body was once again pressed down heavily … Her red lips pressed down on the man's lips.

Xueluo felt pain on his lips from the impact and reached out to rub it; but how could Feng Xinglang allow her lips to leave him? He stuck it on the back of her head, and her four lips were glued together.

The man's lips, dyed with the richness of the rich red wine, were filled with the wine's fragrance; it was an unexpected tenderness!

Xueluo didn't feel that this was an invasion, counting the number of her teeth, sweeping the sweetness from her mouth. She wasn't in a rush, it was warm and sweet, like a frog in warm water, slowly sinking into his warmth.

Such intimacy was intoxicating. Xueluo once again sank into the man's tender feelings. Unknowingly, Xueluo's pajamas, which had originally been loose, had already been pulled down to his waist by the man.

Xueluo was beautiful. Her beauty was very pure, without a speck of dust.

He liked the way she looked when she was coquettishly in his arms, so drunk that he temporarily forgot all of his anger, hatred, and hatred. As long as he was together with her, he didn't have to think about what would happen today.

Heavens, was he bewitched by this man again? He had been beaten to such a state, but he didn't feel anything at all? And she even happily threw herself into kissing him? Xueluo's face was flushed red once again!

"Seal... Feng Xinglang, I hate you! " She picked up the pajamas on her body and stared at Feng Xinglang with tears in her eyes.

And Feng Xinglang, who was beneath him, was even more uncomfortable. Didn't this woman know that she was in a dangerous situation?

"You should be the one underestimating me now …"

Feng Xinglang straightened his waist purposely, trying to bring something dangerous closer to the woman. It was already grand and imposing. A woman should be able to feel that he was on fire.

"Ahh …" The slow Xueluo let out a scream that was as quiet as a cicada in the winter. She felt the man's upright posture and almost wanted to scuttle away from Feng Xinglang's body while rolling and crawling. However, the man's hands were like iron pincers that clamped onto her waist, preventing her from moving.

"What? You got angry and you want to run?" Feng Xinglang hissed softly, and her voice was filled with endless charm.

The more it was like this, the more scared Xueluo became. Feng Xinglang, are you thirsty? Shall I go downstairs and get you some water? "

"My mouth is not thirsty, my body is thirsty! What are you talking about? " Feng Xinglang removed a hand from Xueluo's waist, curled her finger, and gently swiped it across her fair and charming face, "Xueluo, we will be getting married tonight!"

"..." Xueluo was shocked speechless, "Cave …. Hole … Nuptial? Feng Xinglang, are you crazy? "

"What? You don't want to be my woman?" Feng Xinglang purposely asked. A pair of enchanting eyes, like the stars in the sky, stared brightly at the woman's shy face. It was as if tonight, he really wanted her!

Be his woman? Be Feng Xinglang's woman? Xueluo was startled, as though his entire soul had been shaken. To be honest, in that instant, Xueluo's heart was moved. The man in front of her was handsome, elegant, and charming. If one were to say that he was not the slightest bit interested in her, then it would be a hypocrite!

Only, Xueluo clearly knew: she couldn't love him! She clearly knew her identity! She had gone too far with him. She could not continue to be wrong.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to turn back! Xueluo was afraid that he would get such a result!

With a 'pa' sound, an ear loud and clear hit Xueluo's white face. In the end, Xueluo still couldn't bear to hurt the man in front of him, so he chose to give himself a slap on the ear instead. In this quiet, open third floor, it was exceptionally clear and loud.

Feng Xinglang was obviously startled, as though she could not believe her eyes: This woman actually slapped herself? If he really wanted to slap her, he should have slapped her!

"Idiot woman, why did you hit yourself?" Feng Xinglang roared and asked. He half sat up and held the woman's face. He saw a pale-white handprint jump out of the woman's flawless white face.

"Feng Xinglang, this slap, is for your big brother Feng Lixin! hit his wife's infidelity! "

Crystal clear tears rolled down Xueluo's face. She did not want to hit herself, but she already felt that she was close to losing control of the initial throbbing feeling she had towards Feng Xinglang. This slap, she really hit it for Feng Lixin!

Xueluo hoped that this slap would wake him up! Do not be infatuated with and indulge in Feng Xinglang's warmth! It was impossible, and shouldn't be possible, for him and him!