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　　Chapter 289: Give Your Love to Me

　　Xueluo still did not answer his question. He just sat there quietly with his head lowered.

　　"Why aren't you talking?"

　　Feng Xinglang moved his well-built body, filling up the s.p.a.ce between his and Xueluo's seats.

　　"Did Feng Yiming and Ge Xinhui's words just now hurt you?"

　　The man asked again. He reached over to grab Xueluo's hair, which was in a mess, to her ear, but Xueluo turned his head away to avoid letting Feng Xinglang touch him again.

　　She just s.h.i.+fted the car door a little bit and was already leaning against the door tightly. There was nowhere for her to move.

　　"Why did you go out to show your love, and your whole body withered? Therefore, it was better to give less of his love! "If love is truly overflowing, you can give it to me!"

　　Feng Xinglang watched as Xueluo moved closer to the door. He wanted to put Everest between him and her.

　　But what was the use? Feng Xinglang grabbed with his long arm, but the woman was still obediently pulled into his embrace.

　　He used his strong physique to suppress it, making Xueluo unable to dodge or retreat.

　　"Feng Xinglang, don't touch me!"

　　Xueluo tried his best to push Feng Xinglang away, but his body was as heavy as an iron wall.

　　He reflexively went to open the door, only to discover that the door was locked.

　　"Little Qian, can I trouble you to stop the car?" Xueluo turned his head and said to Little Qian who was driving.

　　"Oh, okay!"

　　He didn't know that Little Qian, who was hiding behind him, had instinctively answered him. He turned on the direction light and prepared to park the car by the side.

　　"How dare you! Continue! All the way back to the Feng Family! "

　　Feng Xinglang said in a low voice.

　　Little Qian's hand trembled, she quickly turned off the direction light, and headed straight for Feng Family. In front of the domineering Second Master Feng, Xiao Qian had no choice but to bully the weak and fear the strong.

　　Xueluo did not speak anymore, and clenched his teeth tightly. Silently, he didn't want to say anything. He didn't want to do anything.

　　She didn't want to argue with this violent man. He had always been the one to rule the world. The outcome of arguing with him would only be humiliating himself.

　　The little girl in Lin Xueluo's stomach also could not allow her, Lin Xueluo, to have any physical conflicts with this tyrannical man.

　　Just now, in the Feng Group, although Xueluo was not directly struck by Feng Yiming's group, when Feng Xinglang struck back, he could only bring Xueluo who was in his embrace along with him to use his strength when he was unable to use any strength in his wheelchair. Then, without realizing it, he twisted one of Xueluo's arms. But Feng Xinglang didn't notice it in the slightest.