Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

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Seeing that Xia Yiqin kept covering his face and smiled inexplicably, Xue Luo was a little surprised, and asked a little worried: "Sister Yi Qin, are you all right?"

"No ... I'm fine. Snow fell, I'm really fine." Xia Yiqin seemed to have eased Shener from the excitement just now.

The man's strong physique hovered in Xia Yiqin's mind again, and she couldn't help but said shame: "I didn't expect Feng Xinglang's figure was so good! Although not as exaggerated as the bodybuilder, his abdomen muscles Smooth and beautiful, there is no trace of fat! Even the symbol of a man is so ... Great shore! "

"..." Seeing Xia Yiqin's ashamed answer, Xue Luo was completely speechless.

Overall, Xia Yiqin is a reserved woman. She praised Feng Xinglang's physique so unthinkingly, she was surprised by Xue Luo. Perhaps this is what the legendary lover sees in the eyes.

"Xue Luo, you must help sister Yi Qin ... I am really enchanted with Feng Xinglang! You do n’t know how happy I was when he was holding me! He was as if charged. ! "

Xia Yiqin hugged Xueluo and told Xueluo how much he loved Feng Xinglang. Almost to the point of being fascinated by him.

Did they just hug? Xue Luo's heart sank, and somehow it hurt. What happened to myself?

Xia Yiqin was not married, and Feng Xinglang was not married. The two of them are a pair of puppets created in heaven. Xue Luo also felt that they were really good. One is rich and expensive, and the other is rich lady. Matching them together is presumably also an adult thing.

However, Xue Luo's heart gave birth to a slight pain. The pain made her speechless.

"Xue Luo, help me, okay? Sister Yiqin begged you." Xia Yiqin was still excited.

Kang Fen had just been embraced by Feng Xinglang; Kang Fen Xinglang had just touched his soft spot ...

It seems that men are not greedy. Don't look at Feng Xinglang's cold appearance in weekdays, but when she touched her, she was very hard and brutal, really a man! Xia Yiqin really hated Feng Xinglang. He was even so rude to the outside.

But Xia Yiqin was really puzzled: Why was Feng Xinglang just angry? Even howling snow fell! Did you blame Xueluo for keeping her in the house? It shouldn't. Feng family is so big that she hasn't affected other people.

"I ... what can I do for you." Xue Luo was a little bit embarrassed, and his mood was so disturbed that he couldn't calm down. "You saw it just now, his little uncle didn't respect me at all, he shouted at me if he wanted to, If you want to be fierce, you have a bad temper. Sister Qin, he is not as good as you think. "

You're complaining about Feng Xinglang, aren't you? Obviously he should give him more gold and say good things to match him with Xia Yiqin. Why is it now that he is tearing down his desk?

"A man, it's normal to have a bit of a temper!" Xia Yiqin smiled disapprovingly. "A man like Feng Xinglang, once in love with a woman, will be tender and tender to that woman!"

Tenderness to water? Snow fell sadly: In addition to being violent to himself, this man was violent to himself! Presumably, he really hated her Lin Xueluo. When she thought of a man going to buy herself supplies for girls before rainy night, her dark heart seemed to be warming up again. Xue Luo dare not think about it, nor can he think about it.

Her 'husband' is Feng Lixin. Taking care of his diet and living is her wife's obligation and responsibility.

The next second, Xue Luo agreed to Xia Yiqin, trying to match her with Feng Xinglang. Presumably Feng Xinglang had Xia Yiqin's girlfriend, she would no longer tangle with Lin Xueluo.

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The snow fell early, and followed An An to prepare breakfast. She prepared a liquid fruit and vegetable meal for Feng Lixin, and prepared a strong flavor of risotto of black pepper and beef fillet for Feng Xinglang, and a glass of fresh mango juice.

As usual, Xue Luo was stopped outside, and only An An went into the medical room carrying liquid food. Xue Luo waited quietly outside the door of the medical room, as quiet as a trapped oil painting.

About half an hour later, Feng Xinglang walked out of the medical room in an upright posture. At the same time, I saw Lin Xue falling outside the door.

Feng Xinglang learned from the housekeeper Mo: The younger master had three meals a day, and his wife Xueluo waited at the door every meal.

Feng Xinglang gazed at the slim woman outside the door: a warm-colored knee-length skirt wrapped her thin body. The small face without Shidai is white and soft, and it is as quiet as an elf strayed into the world.

For some reason, when she saw the purity and beauty of Xue Luo, Feng Xinglang wanted to severely abuse her. He wanted to see her groan and gasp for mercy under him. Instead of being like a toothy wild cat in front of him every time.

Xue Luo raised his head to meet the sharp eyes of the man, but with one glance, he lowered his head in a hurry, silently turned his body to the side, and let the man pass by her.

During the eight days of Fengxinglang's business trip, Xue Luo thought a lot. She knew perfectly well that she could no longer be entangled with Feng Xinglang. She knew her identity. She is Feng Lixin's wife and must keep a distance with Feng Xinglang.

Obviously his own heart has settled down, but when he saw Feng Xinglang not seen in eight days, why was his heart throbbing again? Xue Luo warned himself: This can't be any more! You will fall into ashes.

Do not like women like a little wild cat in front of themselves. But when Xue fell in front of him and showed low-mannered modesty, it seemed to make Feng Xinglang even more unhappy.

"Walk downstairs and wait for me to have breakfast!" He said in a cold voice, without a hint of temperature. With a little bit of anger.

Seeing that An An had not yet come out in the medical room, thinking that Feng Xinglang, who was like an uncle, was not a person who could manipulate pots and pans, he silently followed Feng Xinglang down the stairs.

In the kitchen, the snow falling for Feng Xinglang was prepared for the Italian noodles, and was immediately filled with the dark shadow flashing in behind him.

Feng Xinglang squeezed the air between him and Xue Luo with his strong physique, and their bodies were tightly clasped together.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?" Xue Luo exclaimed, struggling to open the man's arms, but he was tighter.

"Have you missed me?" He groaned against her ear. The seductive voice made the whole snow fall.

"No ... no thought!" Xue Luo bit his teeth. How could she admit that she missed him and cared for him!

"Lying!" Feng Xinglang hissed lowly, stained with layers of anger.

"I didn't think about it! Feng Xinglang, you are less narcissistic!" As soon as the refutation was made, Xue Luo clearly felt a pain in her P-share from being screwed up.