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　　Chapter 678: A wife's meal is just fragrant!

　　In the morning, there weren't many Uncle or Auntie at the Dance Training Center.

　　Xueluo could stand by the side and watch their movements, as well as the movements that the aunts and uncles could ignore the most. This way, after the dance instructor took a rest, she would be able to better tutor the students and correct their movements.

　　Xueluo was in the last row, near the back door of the training room.

　　She only felt a shadow flash past behind her, and when she turned around, her waist was already tightly hugged.

　　Xueluo instinctively wanted to scream and struggle, but the music covered her panicked voice and in that instant, she felt that the man who had suddenly attacked her was Feng Xinglang.

　　"Feng Xinglang? What are you doing? You want to humiliate me like this in front of so many people? "

　　Xueluo said angrily. She thought Feng Xinglang was going to flirt with her again, regardless of the occasion. He would never respect or cherish her. He thought that she, Lin Xueluo, was something that he, Feng Xinglang, would play with.

　　No location, no place.

　　"Good girl, don't move …" Let me hold him for a moment. Just hold her for a moment! "

　　Feng Xinglang's voice was hoa.r.s.e and came from the depths of his throat. He did not frighten Xueluo further, but instead, tightly embraced her from behind, felt her aura, and calmed his own heart.

　　Xueluo could feel that the man today was different from the flirtatious and frivolous one he used to.

　　The old grannies should have seen Feng Xinglang, who was carrying Xueluo, and knew that Feng Xinglang was Xueluo's ex-husband …

　　Seeing that Xueluo did not struggle, and Feng Xinglang did not do anything bad, the old aunties continued with their dance lessons. They were experienced people, young people's affairs, blindly joining in would only bring about the opposite effect.

　　"Feng Xinglang, what happened?"

　　Xueluo asked as he ripped off Feng Xinglang's arm that was wrapped around her waist, and asked: "Didn't I ask you to go to the hospital for treatment? Why are you back? "

　　"Xueluo... Marry me! "

　　The man's voice was low. But it was incomparably clear. In the magnetic voice, there was a trace of a man's charm.

　　Xueluo's entire body froze for a moment.

　　She messily pushed Feng Xinglang, who was hugging her, and embarra.s.sedly glanced at the dancing uncle and aunt. Luckily they had their backs to her and Feng Xinglang. However, in the mirror in front of him …