Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

She was so fast that she managed to catch her lips. As a result, a warm and soft object blocked her path. It was so tender that she couldn\'t even begin to imagine it.

Xueluo opened his eyes wide and looked at the enlarged face in front of him. A wild and handsome man was kissing her passionately.

The man\'s lips once again seemed to be filled with the yearning and yearning for his child.

Thus, there was the resonance between their hearts.

Xueluo originally wanted to reject, but he felt like it was stuck in his throat and was unable to say a single word.

It was unknown when Xueluo\'s hands, under the guidance of the man, had already grabbed onto Feng Xinglang\'s powerful waist. She felt as if her whole body no longer belonged to her; his lips were pressed against her face, and she could barely breathe smoothly.

The beard that showed through the skin of the man\'s chin tickled her. Grow more emotions that connect with each other.

This was a kiss that almost made one lose consciousness.

Xueluo was almost drunk from the man\'s kiss.

When that large bony hand tried to pull apart the inner part of Xueluo\'s body, Xueluo seemed to hold onto that hand with some resistance.

"Feng Xinglang, don\'t … Don\'t do that. I don\'t want... "

Xueluo kissed Feng Xinglang.

Not only did he not want it mentally, he did not seem to want it physically either.

"What\'s wrong? Are you still concerned about your son\'s safety? "

Feng Xinglang leaned close to Xueluo\'s ears and whispered into her ear as he kissed.

"My body is feeling a bit uncomfortable … I think he has caught a cold. "

The beard on her chin rubbed onto Xueluo\'s earlobes, causing her to instinctively shrink her body.

Xueluo couldn\'t tell where he was suffering from this. She knew that it wasn\'t because she was worried about her son Linnuo. Because his son Linnuo was with Hetun, he did not need to worry about his own safety.

"Do you need to go to the hospital? I\'ll accompany you. "

Feng Xinglang opened up his thermal shirt, allowing Xueluo to stick to his upper body that was bare, without any clothes to stop him.

This kind of warm embrace was exactly what Xueluo had been dreaming of for the past five years.

Sticking close to his sturdy body, Xueluo\'s eyes started to turn red, "There\'s no need, just let me go back."

It seemed like he was still troubled!

Feng Xinglang did not reply the woman\'s request, he only hugged his chest tighter. Just like this, the two of them embraced and warmed each other.

Unknowingly, Feng Xinglang had already pulled Xueluo\'s body slowly towards the sofa. Half an hour later, the woman in his embrace let out a faint snort.

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Outside the house was a gloomy, solemn, and even weird atmosphere.

But within the villa, there was a completely different scene.

A warm patch;

The scent of flowers filled the air.

Broccoli is a famous greenhouse flower, suitable for indoor cultivation.

It is afraid of hot and not cold, likes a semi-dark and humid environment, is afraid of strong direct sunlight, the best temperature of growth is between 18-28 degrees.

So it takes extra time to serve them.

Cong Gang was very free. He was so idle that he would be inseparable from the flowers and plants.

A person walked into the villa through the side door.

It was Wei Kang.

Cong Gang glanced at Wei Kang, and his gaze paused at the elbow that he had bandaged up for a second or two.

"Injured?"

he asked. The question was clear.

"A little flesh." Wei Kang deserved to be humble and humble.

"Boss, I\'m helping Feng Xinglang right now, but as for Yan Bang …"

So Wei Kang was actually one of Cong Gang\'s men.

Yan Bang wanted to kill Cong Gang twice, but Cong Gang chose to avoid it.

Perhaps it wasn\'t because he didn\'t want revenge, but because the time wasn\'t right yet.

To a certain extent, Yan Bang was actually not Cong Gang\'s match.

If Cong Gang really wanted to assassinate Yan Bang, he would have died more than ten times.

No matter what, why did he leave behind Yan Bang, the one who wholeheartedly wanted to kill him …

No one knew!

Cong Gang did not take in the person who worked for him like the Hetun; it seems that the age difference between Cong Gang and Wei Kang was not that great.

"Continue following Feng Xinglang. I will arrange for Ol \'Three to go over to Yan Bang\'s place. "

"Alright." Wei Kang replied respectfully, "Oh right, Hetun has already sent those two children to the cruise. The next multiple choice question should be ready soon. Do I need to follow you? "

"No need! Feng Xinglang will let you wait. You just stay by his side. "

Cong Gang asked indifferently, "Have you fought with Xing Shi\'er yet? "How do you feel?"

"I am not his opponent!" His talent is very good, and he\'s good at analyzing other people\'s skills. "

"Yes." "It seems like your harvest is not bad."

"However, that Xing Family\'s eighth brother seems to be suspicious of my identity."

"He was right to suspect you! Because your routine is similar to theirs! But you are not Hetun\'s foster son. "

From afar, the faint sound of an engine engine could be heard, causing Cong Gang\'s brows to slightly rise.

"Feng Xinglang is here, take your leave."

"Alright."

Wei Kang retreated.

Before Feng Xinglang knocked on the door, he maintained a meditative posture; only when Feng Xinglang came in did he bend down to prune the pot of Junzi Orchid by his side.

"You dog, are you satisfied with hiding here to serve these flowers and plants? Don\'t forget that it was I who saved you from the pool of blood! Your life is mine, Feng Xinglang\'s! Do you understand? "

Feng Xinglang was really unhappy.

Especially when she saw how Cong Gang treated all these plants like he was a lord.

"Didn\'t I also save my life from Hetun\'s cruise? We\'re finally even! "

Like a little kid bickering, Cong Gang and Feng Xinglang chatted as they pleased.

"Do you only want to treat these plants like a lord and wait upon them for the rest of your life?"

Feng Xinglang raised up a pot of beautiful monarch s orchid. which was also the basin that Cong Gang was serving.

"If you don\'t treat them as your lord, do you think I would treat you, Feng Xinglang, as your lord?"

Cong Gang asked slowly. was not because Feng Xinglang was angry at him for raising his beloved bush.

"You\'re right! I, Feng Xinglang, am your master! "From now on, you must serve me and only serve me!"

With a clang, that pot of Quintet Orchid was ruthlessly smashed into the ground by Feng Xinglang, and its leaves fell.

"Go find Yan Bang to serve you! He will cater to your, Feng Xinglang\'s, appetite! "

Cong Gang said carelessly.

"Pah!"

A resounding slap landed on Cong Gang\'s face.

This slap even made Feng Xinglang, the aggressor, a little muddled: I actually hit Cong Gang? And beat him in such a humiliating way?

Wei Kang almost lost control and jumped out of the cubicle. However, under Cong Gang\'s gentle wave of his hand, he retreated.

"Sorry …" I\'m really getting a bit anxious. "

Knowing that a man would hurt his self-esteem after receiving a slap, Feng Xinglang sincerely apologized to Cong Gang.

"Your temper must have been spoiled by Yan Bang, right?"

Cong Gang did not retaliate, his voice was still calm and still. It was as if he wasn\'t the one being beaten up.

"Cong Gang, you can send this slap back! But after we finish fighting, you have to help me! "