Chapter 113 The Passionate Moon?

It was okay not to move, but with this movement, Xueluo felt that his whole body was about to collapse.

Although this is a sports car with excellent performance, when it is used to do that kind of thing, the space and comfort are still lacking a lot.

After all, it is just a sports car, but it is used for other purposes. The key thing is that Xueluo is still the person below.

After struggling to put on her pajamas in the cramped carriage, when Xueluo lowered her head to ask about her panties, she found that the poor piece of fabric could no longer be worn on her body.

What a savage man! But he has to pretend to be a gentleman!

The most important thing is that she actually swallowed his false tenderness and was successfully raped by this man.

Fortunately, the pajamas I was wearing were very conservative. It is divided into two pieces: upper and lower. Although there is nothing worn underneath, the spring scenery is not exposed.

What about the man who had been doing evil all night? Xueluo turned around and looked around.

On a rock, Xueluo saw Feng Xinglang's tall and arrogant back.

The windbreaker was blown up by the strong wind, slapping against his strong body.

Feng Xinglang liked the feeling of the strong wind blowing through his chest!

The man who is gentle with the sea breeze and waves becomes more upright and majestic.

As the sun rises, the golden light becomes even more beautiful under the refraction of the waves.

The sea water is full, and under the morning sun, the waves jump like naughty children, and there is a golden light on the water.

Facing the sea, feeling its majestic waves. Looking at the vast and boundless sea in the past, it is majestic and boundless, and the narrow, crowded, and noisy city is all gone.

Xueluo didn't know how long the man wanted to face this sea alone, but she knew clearly that she must have missed her first lesson.

Gently moving her body, which was sore from being tortured by the man, Xueluo felt mixed emotions in her heart. As men say, that kind of thing is really addictive!

In fact, Xueluo knew that what made her addicted was not the matter between men and women, but the tenderness of men.

It's just that the man is a little tender towards her, and Xueluo will have the illusion that she is deeply loved.

She didn't know where the love started, but it made her fall in love deeply!

If love can be explained clearly and the reasons can be explained, maybe it is not love at all!

Even though he knew that bitter flowers bear bitter fruits, Xueluo still slowly allowed himself to sink into it!

If that time it was calculated by that bowl of porridge, what about this time?

Blame the moon last night? Or is it the passionate waves?

Really going crazy!

Xueluo slapped her forehead, feeling that her body and mind no longer belonged to her, Lin Xueluo! It seems that I have been demonized by a man! It was as if she was no longer under the control of her original self!

The morning at the seaside is refreshing. But as the sun rose, the small car was steaming with heat.

How long will this man continue to look at the sea? Xueluo felt as if she had been thrown into a womb, and she was almost dying of heat.

She began to study the ventilation system in the car. She accidentally touched the speaker and even she was startled.

A short whistle alerted the man watching the sea: the woman in the car had woken up and was messing with his car.

When Feng Xinglang walked back to the sports car, Xueluo was immersed in playing with the buttons. Feeling that the sunlight above his head was blocked, Xueluo quickly raised his head and saw Feng Xinglang's tall and muscular body standing there. Outside the car door.

She immediately shrank back into the passenger seat like a frightened bird. His eyes were wandering, not knowing how to face the man who got along with him last night.

The car door was opened, letting in the salty sea breeze, and Xueluo shrunk her thin body slightly.

The man stared deeply at the woman in the passenger seat, seeming to sense her shy embarrassment. His thin lips slightly raised a nice curve, which was very intriguing.

But Feng Xinglang didn't speak to the woman. There was an inexplicable coldness on Feng Shen's handsome face.

The sports car was started, and it roared towards the downhill mountain road with a skillful semi-drift.

Inadvertently, Xueluo glanced at the man's profile: his clear features were lightly tinged with melancholy. Doesn't seem happy.

Is he repenting for his actions last night? Feeling guilty that he had done something wrong to his eldest brother Feng Lixin?

Thinking of this, Xueluo's whole body instantly became sad. He was really going to die, yet he did something that was sorry to his 'husband' Feng Lixin again in a short period of time!

Therefore, when Xueluo knows the truth one day, how gnashing of teeth she will have!

Let her torture her own heart over and over again in the moral prison!

And Feng Xinglang, the initiator, turned out to be her real husband!

By then, Xueluo might have wanted to kill Feng Xinglang, but at this moment, she was kept in the dark.

Of course Xueluo would not suggest that Feng Xinglang send her to school.

She was dressed like this, and the inside was hollow; and then she got off a sports car and walked barefoot on the campus... Does she, Lin Xueluo, still want this face? You will be drowned by the spittle!

The only one who can return now is probably the Feng family.

Just as Xueluo wished, Feng Xinglang took her back to the Feng family.

As soon as the car stopped, Xueluo opened the car door, stepped on the cobblestones with her bare feet, and ran towards the Feng family's living room like a cat with its tail stepped on.

The young and energetic figure filled Feng Xinglang's eyes: the woman last night was as smooth as melted chocolate; those eyes that were full of smoke and beauty were full of greenness that invited you to pick them up. good.

"Madam, you're back? Why are you still barefoot? Put on your shoes quickly...you'll catch a cold." In the living room, Aunt An greeted Xueluo who came flying in.

Seeing the wife in her pajamas, and then seeing the second young master Feng Xinglang following her, Aunt An smiled knowingly and lovingly. Needless to say, my wife must have been with the second young master last night.

It's so good.

"Madam, put on your shoes first..." Aunt An chased after her with slippers.

"No need! I'm going back to my room." Xueluo hesitated, worried that Aunt An would ask more questions, so she hurriedly rushed into the guest room downstairs.

In the room, Xueluo wrapped herself tightly in a thick velvet blanket. It seemed that this kind of action could make her feel safer.

Lin Xueluo, you really should be imprisoned in a pig cage!

You know your mistakes and don’t correct them, but you still commit them again and again?

You, Lin Xueluo, are hopeless! You are terminally ill!

Suddenly remembering something, Xueluo quickly wrapped herself in a fleece blanket and ran towards the desk. In the desk drawer, Xueluo rummaged through almost everything, but there was no sign of Yu Ting's box.

I clearly stuffed it in the drawer last time, so how could it be missing?

Could it be that Aunt An found it and lost it? This time it’s really embarrassing!

If Aunt An discovers her affair with Feng Xinglang, will she, Lin Xueluo, have the nerve to continue to stay in the Feng family?