Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 1193

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However, the man managed to catch her red lips and bit her fiercely.

Pus.h.i.+ng all of his longing from the past few days into Xueluo's mouth, forced her to feel the pain of his longing for her.

"Another kiss?"

The little guy cried out in dissatisfaction, "Do you even have a son like me in your eyes?!"

With a "peng" sound, the little guy angrily ran out with a small grievance that seemed as if it could destroy the heavens and the earth. It even shut the door to the study very loudly.

"Yes …."

The woman had just muttered a word between her lips when she was kissed by the man even more deeply.

The man blocked off Xueluo's words with his tongue, making him unable to utter a single word!

After knowing that his own son had gone to the Pater Castle, the Hetun quickly rushed back. At this moment, the dream of reuniting with his family became a reality. Hetun was naturally extremely excited in her heart.

Just as the SUV stopped in front of the stone plaza, Hetun saw Young Fifteen rus.h.i.+ng out of the living room.

"Stinking Old Five, you are not allowed to stop me! I want to run away from home! "

The little fellow that was being coldly ignored shouted in a loud voice.

Such a small temper!

"Fifteen, where are you going? Could it be that you specially rushed out to welcome your foster father? "

The Hetun chuckled as she climbed out of the SUV.

With his strong physique and burly physique, even though he was past his prime, he was still as strong as an ox.

The little guy didn't care about Hetun, he pouted his mouth, and charged recklessly towards the door.

"Aiya, who's so bold to dare to offend our most favored junior brother!" Quickly tell Twelfth Brother! "

Xing s.h.i.+'er, who was blocking the door, immediately lifted the little thing off the ground.

"Old Tweleve, let me go! Otherwise... I bit you! "

He would definitely not be able to beat Xing s.h.i.+'er in a fight, and even if he tried to bite him, he might not be able to.

"Come, foster father will uphold justice for you!"

Hetun received the struggling little friend Linnuo from Xing s.h.i.+'er's embrace, "Quickly let your foster father give you a good hug! You're already missing your foster father! "

In the arms of the Hetun, the little fellow gradually quietened down and groaned in grievance.

"Foster father, hurry up and chase that Feng Xinglang fellow away!"

"Heh, are you trying to go head to head with your dad?" Hetun patted the little guy's back, using his bearded chin to lightly rub his face. "What's wrong with you? Where's your mommy? "

"They're kissing in the study! You don't want me, your son! "

The little guy complained with dissatisfaction, "Feng Xinglang is too bad, he only knows how to use sweet talk to coax my mother! My mommy would have been stupid if she was kissed by him. She doesn't even want her own son! "

The little guy felt wronged: He had been looking forward to see this b.a.s.t.a.r.d, Feng Xinglang, for a month, but he only knew how to please Mommy and play hooligan.

"Hahaha," the Hetun laughed heartily, "Don't you still have a foster father who dotes on you?"

Little friend Linnuo, who was carried into the castle by Hetun, wanted to go into the study room and pull Feng Xinglang out angrily, but was stopped by Hetun.

If she kissed him like that, was it still too far away to give him a grandson or granddaughter?

However, there seemed to be no bed in the study.

However, this young man had so many different styles, he had a bed and no bed, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to have a grandson!

"Foster father has brought you a lot of gifts. Let's go and take a look."

Hetun glanced at Xing s.h.i.+'er, signalling him to bring the little guy away first;

But the little thing refused to understand, "I don't want any gift! I want you to kick Feng Xinglang out! "

was a little friend that was doted on by thousands, it was as if he wanted to make everyone in the world that he cared about, to always circle around him!

He couldn't suffer the slightest bit of neglect or neglect from others! Not to mention that these two were his first and second best parents he cared about!

Thus, Hetun joined Xing s.h.i.+'er and Xing Ba who was rus.h.i.+ng back later to coax the stubborn Little Fifteen.

… ….

Just kissing was not enough!

Feng Xinglang needed such feelings to be sublimated further.

Although his body was tired from the long journey, Feng Xinglang was still extremely excited.

A tender and beautiful kiss pa.s.sed from Xueluo's lips all the way, falling on a woman's beautiful collarbone.

What became pa.s.sionate was not only the man's lips, but the man's impatient hands as well. As he lifted and lifted them, Feng Xinglang felt that something was wrong.

There seemed to be something extra in his palm.

"Xueluo, why are you still here?"

The reason why he used 'still here' was because when Feng Xinglang left, the woman was in the midst of her holidays. He did not expect that, even after so many days had pa.s.sed, such a troublesome thing would still wrapped around his woman.

"This thing has a school name, Yuexin!"

Xueluo took the man's hand out from his clothes, "I come once a month. Do you understand now?"

"Thank you, wife!"

The man once again embraced the woman in his arms and spread out his big palms, gently rubbing and stroking the woman's slightly cold belly.

Her husband's actions made Xueluo feel very comfortable. She liked the tenderness with which men caressed her.

Xueluo snuggled up to the man's shoulder, and wiped away the tears that had unknowingly rolled down her face …

"Xinglang, are you alright?"

"Un, it's fine! Cong Gang had already sent her back to the Feng Family, and should be arriving soon. "

"It's good that you're fine..."

Xueluo gulped down her words. "I'm really worried that something bad will happen to Bound … If something goes wrong, I think our family will leave too. Luckily, the group of players had already found them … It's kind of nice. "

"What are you talking about?"

Feng Xinglang reprimanded her softly, "What do you mean when something happens to our family?"

"Feng Xinglang, I know you are a good man; furthermore, you are a loyal man, a good Uncle, and a good brother …"

"He's just not a good husband, is he, a good father?" the man asked.

Xueluo shook her head slightly, "You're a good father … Nuonuo really loves you! She would be a good husband. It's just that I kind of can't afford it. I always feel that if you marry me, you will be treated unfairly! She should marry someone. "A woman who can make you disregard everything and love her so much that you want to die!"

Feng Xinglang lifted Xueluo's chin, letting her look him in the eye.

"Is my wife jealous? "I know that leaving you and your mother behind is my fault as a husband..."

Feng Xinglang brought his face closer to his, "How about, you beat me up to vent your anger! No matter how he fought! I admit it! "

"Come on! They would definitely fight! Don't think that I will miss you! "

Xueluo took a whiff of the sour smell inside her nose, then knelt down while leaning against Feng Xinglang's body, and started to untie the belt on his waist …

Was this the tempo of giving benefits?