### Chapter 39 - 'This man is really rotten to the core! '

　　The clay jar, along with the mushrooms inside, sprinkled towards Xueluo's delicate back. Feng Xinglang reacted quickly and used one hand to grab onto Xueluo's waist, allowing her to embrace him even closer. His other hand had already clenched into a fist, and punched towards the clay jar.

　　The jar was opened by Feng Xinglang, but the boiling hot soup splashed on Xueluo's back, causing her to gasp from the pain, and even tears were about to fall. It was really painful! Xueluo really didn't know how she had the courage to use her weak body to block the scorching jar for that man …

　　The mushroom stuck onto the s.h.i.+rt on Xueluo's back, undoubtedly added to the area behind the burn.

　　It was already too late. With a "ripping" sound, Feng Xinglang actually used her bare hands to violently tear apart the s.h.i.+rt on Xueluo's body. Almost at the same time, the s.h.i.+rt on Feng Xinglang's body was taken off, and backward onto Xueluo's body, covering her slim body up to an inch.

　　"Feng Xinglang, don't, don't do this." Xueluo was truly embarra.s.sed. Especially when they were in front of so many volunteer workers at the orphanage, she was making small talk with Feng Xinglang.

　　"Don't move!" Feng Xinglang reprimanded her, and her proud, robust body was shown in front of everyone. Fortunately, it was only the upper half of his body.

　　He did not relax even a little as he continued to hug Xueluo. He leaned over, and from top to bottom, he peeked through the cracks on Xueluo's back to check the burn wounds on her back. Due to her timely treatment, her snow-white back seemed to be covered in light red burn marks, which weren't too serious.

　　However, that large piece of light-colored, hot red was somewhat shocking when compared to the other white, tender skin on her back. Feng Xinglang's eyes flashed with a trace of pain. He b.u.t.toned the s.h.i.+rt that he had put on Xueluo.

　　In the next second, the frightened Xueluo was carried on his shoulder by Feng Xinglang. Because Xueluo's back was burned and he couldn't carry her, he could only carry her on his shoulder.

　　"Feng Xinglang... Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? "Quickly put me down..." Xueluo was so embarra.s.sed that he almost couldn't speak.

　　Under the watch of everyone, Feng Xinglang carried Lin Xueluo out of the line stall, and walked towards the Ferrari which was stopped outside the door.

　　The tables full of welfare volunteers were all dumbfounded by what they saw. The way of loving someone was truly too domineering!