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　　Chapter 305: You are not worthy of having my child!

　　"If you like me like this … Love you? "

　　Feng Xinglang's face became unsightly. Of course he could see the deep affection in the woman's eyes for him.

　　He enjoyed the woman's love for him! Not only was he satisfied with his proud heart as a man.

　　His firm and slightly callused big palm once again covered the woman's stomach, gently rubbing against it.

　　"Feng Xinglang..."

　　His heart stirred as tears streamed down his cheeks.

　　Xueluo suddenly opened his arms and hugged Feng Xinglang tightly, burying his face in the man's embrace and crying loudly.

　　Xueluo said "I love you", but in the end, the words still could not escape her lips.

　　"What, you're in love with me?"

　　Feng Xinglang smiled and asked the woman in his arms who was crying.

　　"Since you love me so much …" Why are you still pretending not to touch it? You want to capture him and then play it by ear? Or did you reject him even though you're playing with Yuyu? "

　　Feng Xinglang hugged the woman lightly, his large hands were not idle either, punis.h.i.+ng Xueluo by ruthlessly pinching his b.u.t.t.

　　Xueluo writhed about in Feng Xinglang's embrace in pain, trying to avoid Feng Xinglang's reckless hands.

　　"Feng Xinglang, you have to take revenge for your brother, right?"

　　Xueluo sobbed. She knew she couldn't stop a man from making a decision. However, she really couldn't bear to see a man risk his life out of hatred. That would also be a waste of Feng Lixin's painstaking effort to save him.

　　But Feng Xinglang obviously did not take these words in.

　　If persuasion was of any use to Feng Xinglang, then his big brother Feng Lixin would have long since successfully persuaded him to stop!

　　Xueluo didn't dare to bring up the matter of Lan Youyou's foster father to Feng Xinglang. Listening to Lan Youyou's tone, her foster father should be an extremely powerful individual.

　　"Those are not things you need to care about!"

　　Feng Xinglang's expression became solemn and cold. He stared deeply into Xueluo's eyes, and only after a long while did a sentence spill out from his thin lips.

　　"Lin Xueluo, you want to give me a child?"

　　asked. The depth was depressing.

　　Xueluo was slightly startled: Could it be that this man found out about my pregnancy?

　　Xueluo bit her lips, replying with a question: "Then do you need me to give birth to a child for you?"