### Chapter 95 - cherish and cherish her

　　Xueluo let out a dissatisfied snort, twisting his uneasy body, he moved closer to Feng Xinglang.

　　At this moment, Xueluo's actions were no longer controlled by his brain. How would she know how moving she was at this moment?

　　The way he looked at her was like a warm morning sun. Youyou slid across the lake, causing ripples on the surface.

　　Of course, Feng Xinglang knew that all these illusions were made by the things in the bowl of porridge.

　　Women were feudal to their bones!

　　Thus, he coldly pushed her away. Even though he was breathing rapidly, even though his body was doing the trick.

　　Xueluo was really upset. Not only was her face extremely red, her entire body was also scorched as if it had been roasted by charcoal. It was as if he could only relieve the discomfort by releasing himself.

　　His throat tightened and his gaze turned deep.

　　So how could Xueluo be willing to let go of the opportunity to get close to him? Seeing her pitiful appearance, it tickled all the way to the bottom of Feng Xinglang's heart.

　　He lifted Xueluo's chin, making her face, which was so red that blood would drip out, look straight into his eyes. He looked deeply at her, imprisoning her, making her unable to avoid his burning gaze.

　　"Lin Xueluo, look carefully, who am I?" The sound seemed to come from deep within his throat. He panted with emotion.

　　"You are Feng... "Seal …"

　　Xueluo stared deeply at the man in front of him: a handsome and resolute face, yet still as cold as ever. He had never once looked at her in such a manner, and always liked to lengthen his face.

　　"You are Feng Xinglang … "I recognize you." Xueluo suddenly laughed.

　　That smile, after being catalyzed by the drug, was extremely sweet. He didn't need to go through his brain's judgement to say what he wanted to say.

　　"You're very abnormal right now. Do you know what you're doing?" The man reminded the woman of what she was doing. He wanted her to see his face, his face.

　　"Feng Xinglang... I... I want to be your woman! Right now … "How about it?"

　　Xueluo had to raise her head to see Feng Xinglang's handsome face. She could not remember just how many nights that face had appeared in her dreams.

　　Xueluo raised his trembling hands, but still bravely stroked the man's handsome and n.o.ble face, and muttered one sentence after the other: "Feng Xinglang, is that you?"