Chapter 259: This waist seems to be a lot fat!

When Xue Luo heard Feng Xinglang said that he was going back to the room, the whole person was ill.

If he really returned to the room, he wouldn't be dismantled by him. Thinking of the little boy in the stomach, Xue Luo decided to go all out.

"Feng, Feng Xinglang, you don't need to go back to the room. I've learned how to serve you! You're hungry too, I'll wait for you to have breakfast."

Knowing current affairs is Junjie. Xue Luo felt that serving the man for breakfast was much easier than returning to the room.

For the sake of Feng Xinglang's illness, let him correct it!

"You don't have to be so obedient! It seems you are non-violent and non-cooperative! Or do you like the way I use violence against you?"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes. When looking at Lin Xueluo, the whole man seemed to be immersed in some evil evil.

Like you a big head!

This man is so narcissistic!

He is a violent man himself, and he is also a masochist!

"Let's have breakfast first, or it will be cold."

Obviously, she was extremely dissatisfied, even more rebellious and defiant, but when Xue Luo said it, she was so delicate and tender. It was full of caring for this man.

Seeing women being so docile, Feng Xinglang seemed to feel that his hunger was off track.

His right arm was injured, but his right hand was not idle. He slipped in from the loose pajamas falling from the snow and slid from her belly to her waist.

"I haven't touched you for a few days ... this waist seems to be a lot fat!"

Feng Xinglang murmured deliberately, and seemed to feel that Xue Luo felt a lot firmer.

After all, there are people who are pregnant for more than two months, and this waist is more or less thick.

Xue Luo was afraid that Feng Xinglang would find something, so scared that the atmosphere did not dare.

"You seem nervous?"

Feng Xinglang leaned over, leaning his right shoulder against Xue Luo's upper body that he was struggling with, "So scared of me? Or ... what secret are you hiding?"

"No, no!"

Nervous Xue Luo even began to talk unfavorably, "Feng Xinglang, don't, don't be here, Mo butler and An Yan are here! And Lan Youyou ... don't do this! I, I'm shy!"

At this moment, the snow is falling, scared and nervous, far more than the so-called shyness. To say so, is just to divert Feng Xinglang's attention.

Thanks also for this man's anger! The hand didn't stay on her stomach for long, but went down all the way.

It didn't make the snow fall too ugly, but just struck a magic hand above her softness and left.

"Very good, clean ... punish you again at night!" Feng Xinglang blew his breath in Xue Luo's ears.

But Xue Luo scared a cold sweat!

Feng Xinglang's strong physique ate two meals of Xue Luo almost every meal.

Xue Luo first sent a spoon of millet porridge to Feng Xinglang's lips, but the man refused to open his mouth, just frowning at Xue Luo.

"Don't you know I'm an advanced carnivore? I don't like being vegetarian! You know!"

Feng Xinglang was cold, but he was infected with evil spirits again. Carefully pondering, there seems to be a little bit of smell in this sentence.

"You don't have a good stomach! Drink porridge and raise your stomach first!" Xue Luo insisted on holding a spoon and stopped at Feng Xinglang's lips.

This gentle adherence again!

After a pause of two or three seconds, Feng Xinglang opened his mouth and reluctantly drank the millet porridge he had fed.

"Why is your arm hurt? Is it serious?" Xue Luo couldn't help asking.

"Slight bone fracture, can't die!" The man answered coldly.

Seeing that the man was reluctant to mention his arm injury, Xue Luo didn't ask anything. He put a bacon roll with chopsticks and delivered it to his mouth. It hasn't seemed realistic to keep him vegetarian! The point is that this man will not cooperate!

"This bacon meat is a processed meat! It is inevitable that some preservatives will be added during the production process, which is not good for the body! In the future, you should eat less! If your mouth is sloppy, let Ans make you some fresh beef every morning eat."

Stuffed a bacon roll, the snow fell out of feeding, picked up fried eggs and corn.

"Good madam! I'll make fresh beef for the second master tomorrow!"

Seeing this little couple's affection in the end, An Ling eased the sadness from the sadness of the second master's injury.

Feng Xinglang could barely eat the fried eggs; but the sweet and greasy corn was burned, and Feng Xinglang really didn't want to eat it. Or he thinks this is the food that only children and women eat.

Seeing that the man refused to eat corn, and Xue Luo didn't force it, he put it in his mouth. It's crispy and glutinous, so it's delicious.

"If you don't eat anymore, I'll eat them all!"

When Xue Luo ate almost fast, he directly put the last piece into the man's mouth with his hand.

And also used the method of coaxing the small carrot head of the orphanage. But it worked, because Feng Xinglang really opened his mouth.

Feng Xinglang bit the corn with his mouth open. He also bit his fingers, as well as snow falling.

The snow fell in shock, and conditioned reflexes wanted to retract their fingers, but the man made the bad bite tighter.

"Feng Xinglang, you are such an unfamiliar wolf-eyed wolf! Feed you kindly, and you should bite me!" Xue Luo exasperated.

In fact, Feng Xinglang's biting Xue Luo's fingers was not completely to flirt with her. Because he heard the noise coming from the elevator direction, it should be the elder brother Feng Lixin coming downstairs.

Xue Luo shouted so high that Feng Lixin certainly heard it. When he was about to speak and Dr. Jin pushed him to avoid it, he saw that Feng Xinglang's right forearm was fixed with a splint.

"Xinglang, what's wrong with your arm? Injured?"

Feng Lixin was nervous all over, enough to see that he truly loved his baby brother.

Snow fell in his heart and answered for Feng Xinglang: Hey with Lan Youyou!

But unexpectedly, Feng Xinglang's answer made Xue Luo startled.

"It was so intense last night that I was accidentally injured by this woman! Look at her now feeding me for atonement!"

Feng Xinglang gave an understatement, even pushing the bad event of his own arm injury to Xue Luo.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you talking about? When did I hurt you?" Xue Luo was ashamed.

"What embarrassment? My brother is not a stranger!"

Feng Xinglang replenished with a sound of vinegar. It was meaningful to meet Xue Luo's angry gaze.

In fact, Xue Luo could read: Feng Xinglang was afraid that Feng Lixin was worried, and he didn't want to make him sad. Or ask anything. But you say Feng Xinglang really embarrassed her?

What else is too intense? It ’s fierce! You and Lan Youyou were too intense last night!

Xue Luo could not wait to cover the mouth of a man running a train with tape!

Frame her, frame her, and say so shamelessly.