Chapter 70 So Tender?

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Seeing that Xia Yiqin kept covering her face and smiling inexplicably, Xueluo was slightly taken aback, and asked worriedly, "Sister Yiqin, are you alright?"

"No... I'm fine. Xueluo, I'm really fine." Xia Yiqin seemed to have recovered from the excitement just now.

The man's muscular physique hovered in Xia Yiqin's mind again, and she couldn't help but say in embarrassment: "I didn't expect Feng Xinglang's figure to be so good! Although it's not as exaggerated as a bodybuilder's bulge, his abs are so Smooth and beautiful, without even a trace of fat! Even the symbol of a man is so... stalwart!"

"..." Seeing Xia Yiqin's shy expression, Xueluo was completely speechless.

Generally speaking, Xia Yiqin is a reserved woman. Xueluo was really surprised that she praised Feng Xinglang's physique so without thinking. Perhaps this is the legendary beauty in the eye of the beholder.

"Xueluo, you must help Sister Yiqin... I'm really obsessed with Feng Xinglang! You don't know how happy I was when he hugged me just now! My whole body seemed electrified !"

Xia Yiqin hugged Xueluo, and told Xueluo how much she loved Feng Xinglang. It has almost reached the point where he is obsessed with ghosts.

They just hugged? Xueluo's heart sank suddenly, and for no reason, she felt pain. What's wrong with me?

Xia Yiqin is unmarried, Feng Xinglang is unmarried, the two of them can be said to be a match made in heaven. Xueluo also felt that they were really a good match. One is rich and noble, and the other is a famous lady. It must be a beautiful thing for adults to bring them together by themselves.

However, a slight pain arose in Xueluo's heart. She was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

"Xueluo, help me, please? Sister Yiqin, I beg you." Xia Yiqin was still excited.

Jing Jing himself was hugged by Feng Xinglang just now; Jing Jing Feng Xinglang even touched his soft spot just now...

It seems that there is no man who is not greedy. Don't look at Feng Xinglang's cold appearance on weekdays, but when he touched her there, he was forceful and brutal, really manly! Xia Yiqin really couldn't hate Feng Xinglang. Even very outwardly he was so rude.

But Xia Yiqin was really puzzled: Why was Feng Xinglang angry just now? He even yelled at Xueluo! Was it to blame Xueluo for taking her to live in Feng's house? Probably not. The Feng family is so big, and she didn't affect other people.

"I...how can I help you?" Xueluo hesitated a little, his mood was too disturbed to calm down, "You saw it just now, his little uncle doesn't respect me at all, he yells at me whenever he wants, Be fierce if you want. He has a bad temper! Sister Yiqin, he is not as good as you imagined."

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

"Men, it's normal to have a little temper!" Xia Yiqin smiled disapprovingly, "Once a man like Feng Xinglang falls in love with a woman, he will definitely be so tender for that woman!"

So tender as water? Xueluo's expression saddened: Apart from being cruel to him, this man is also fierce to himself! Presumably, he really hated her, Lin Xueluo. Thinking of the man going to buy girls' supplies for herself in the rainy night, her sad heart seemed to warm up again. Xueluo didn't dare to think too much, nor could she.

Her 'husband' is Feng Lixin, and it is her duty and responsibility as a wife to take care of his daily life.

In the next second, Xueluo agreed to Xia Yiqin, and tried her best to match her and Feng Xinglang. Presumably, after Feng Xinglang had Xia Yiqin as his girlfriend, he would no longer pester her, Lin Xueluo.

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Xueluo got up early and prepared breakfast with Nanny An. She prepared fruit and vegetable liquid food for Feng Lixin, while for Feng Xinglang he prepared strong Italian black pepper beef tenderloin stew noodles and a glass of fresh mango juice.

As usual, Xueluo was stopped outside, and Nanny An was the only one who brought liquid food into the medical room. Xueluo waited quietly outside the door of the medical room, as quiet as an imprisoned oil painting.

About half an hour later, Feng Xinglang walked out of the medical room tall and straight. At the same time, they also saw Lin Xueluo waiting outside the door.

Feng Xinglang learned from Butler Mo: The young master's three meals a day, his wife Xueluo always waits outside the door for every meal.

Feng Xinglang stared at the slim woman outside the door: a warm knee-length dress wrapped her thin body. The little face without makeup was white and soft, as peaceful as an elf who had strayed into the world.

For some reason, seeing Xueluo's purity and beauty, Feng Xinglang wanted to torture her severely. He wanted to see her whimpering and begging for mercy beneath him. Instead of being like a wild cat with sharp teeth every time in front of him.

Xueluo raised her head to meet the man's sharp gaze, and after just one glance, she hurriedly lowered her head, and silently turned her body to one side, letting the man pass by her.

During the eight days of Feng Xinglang's business trip, Xueluo thought a lot. She clearly knew that she could no longer be so entangled with Feng Xinglang. She knows who she is. She is Feng Lixin's wife, so she must keep a proper distance from Feng Xinglang.

Obviously my heart has settled down, but why does my heart throb again when I see Feng Xinglang, who I haven't seen for eight days? Xueluo warned herself: Don't do this again! You will sink until you are reduced to ashes.

I don't like women acting like little wild cats in front of me. But when Xueluo showed humility in front of him, it seemed to make Feng Xinglang even more upset.

"Come downstairs and serve me breakfast!" He said in a cold voice, sounding without a trace of warmth. And a little bit of sullenness.

Seeing that Nanny An hadn't come out in the medical room, he thought that Feng Xinglang, who looked like a gentleman, was not someone who could handle pots and pans, so he silently followed Feng Xinglang downstairs.

In the kitchen, Xueluo, who was about to serve Feng Xinglang spaghetti, was suddenly surrounded by the black shadow that flashed in from behind.

Feng Xinglang used his muscular body to squeeze out the air between him and Xueluo, and the two bodies were tightly hugged together.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?" Xueluo exclaimed, struggling to break free from the man's embrace, but he hugged him even tighter.

"Miss me?" He leaned against her ear with a heavy voice. That charming voice made the whole snow fall to the bones.

"No... didn't think so!" Xueluo said through gritted teeth. How could she admit that she missed him and cared about him!

"Lie!" Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice, filled with layers of anger.

"If you don't think about it, you just don't think about it! Feng Xinglang, don't be narcissistic!" As soon as he retorted, Xueluo clearly felt a pain in his buttocks.