Chapter 20: Sure enough, the wealth is thick!

Facing the man's deep eyes, Xue Luo was in a jerk, and the beautiful scene of the beautiful man having a bath in the morning came to mind, and he was ashamed again. It's so pretty that you can't look away.

It was a kind of green, sweet and clean taste!

From Xueluo's flickering beautiful eyes, Feng Xinglang read that the woman seemed to have something to say to him, but she was still brewing and could not start her mouth.

"You made it?" He sat down at the table and asked coldly.

Snow fell and nodded, trying to say something, but stopped talking. Looking at the sharp sides of the man's face, his heart was stunned again.

Feng Xinglang tasted a bite of Thai mango steak salad, and it felt refreshing in his mouth, like snow falling in a floral chiffon skirt, looking pleasing to the eye, eating ... what about the taste of a woman?

Feng Xinglang looked at his eyes, obviously indifferent, but when he fell on Xue Luo, his eyes seemed to be heated, and he burned every inch of skin that he swept; Xue Luo was a little uncomfortable and later Take a step back. The killing power of this man's eyes is really powerful.

"You such a clever woman should not be diligent without incident. Tell me the purpose of your diligence." Feng Xinglang asked quietly.

Well, still seeing through this man. He really wanted something from him.

Xue Luo pursed her lips and whispered softly, "Can you give me 100,000 yuan?"

Feng Xinglang paused to eat the pasta, then ate the noodles on the fork elegantly, and then said, "Okay. Go upstairs, I'll give it to you."

Ah, this man is so good at talking? I didn't ask her what she wanted for the money, so she promised her so?

Sure enough, the money is thick! It seems that Xia Yiqin said that he is the new rich man in Shenshi.

Feng Xinglang walked ahead. He has strong legs and solid steps; Xue Luo almost trot to catch up with him. Fortunately, the way upstairs is not long.

In the room, Feng Xinglang turned around suddenly, suppressing the snow falling behind him between his chest and the wall. How it looks like a niche in a love movie.

"Feng Xinglang, you, what are you doing?" Xue Luo's breath was slowed for a moment, half a beat.

"Lin Xueluo only quoted himself 100,000 yuan, is it a little less?" Feng Xinglang squeezed out the air between him and Xueluo with his strong physique, and made each other closer together. "But you are quite self-aware, knowing that you are worth 100,000 yuan!"

Snow fell at this moment to understand: the original man asked her to come upstairs, not to give her money, but to take the opportunity to ridicule and humiliate her.

"Feng Xinglang, I think I read the wrong person! If you don't give it, just let me go." Xue Luo snapped sharply.

"You all asked me if I wanted it, how could I not give it? I've always been generous to women! Serve me well, maybe the price will double!"

Feng Xinglang Junyi's face became wicked, and his stiff legs propped up a pair of slim feet that fell from the snow. "But I have to first test whether you are worth double the price!"

"Feng Xinglang, you bastard! Don't touch me ... I'm yours ..." Xue Luo's words didn't fall, and suddenly stopped silently.

Because every cell of her clearly felt that a finger that did not belong to her entered the territory that did not belong to him.

Along the soft circle inside, Feng Xinglang felt what he wanted.

He seemed to be a little stunned: I didn't expect this woman with an unclean heart and a pure purpose, but she had a very clean body!

After the horror, Xue Luo was an angry struggle, "Feng Xinglang, don't touch me. Get away!"

The woman's uncontrollable struggling and twisting made Feng Xinglang have to withdraw her finger, and said lowly, "Idiot woman, don't move! You will break it."