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Chapter 400 - Feng Xinglang, do you believe in love?
Feng Lixin still left in the end.
Maybe this was not what Feng Lixin really wanted to do.
He could understand why Feng Xinglang insisted on choosing him!
Because all along, the thing that hovered in his mind and heart was how to repay him, to thank him!
Therefore, when Feng Lixin left, he chose to give it to his little brother Feng Xinglang for his persistence and grat.i.tude.
After hearing the sound of the fast boat leaving, Feng Xinglang turned his head to look at Lin Xueluo who was sitting on the ground.
He smiled slightly, though his smile looked feeble.
The Xueluo mother and son in front of him had already layered over each other, and illusions appeared in front of him.
Feng Xinglang could already feel his consciousness becoming more and more blurry, he knew that he didn't have much time left.
If he did not say something now, it would be too late!
He stared deeply at her as fresh blood continuously flowed out from his body. Feng Xinglang, who was currently in shock, was no longer able to stand up.
"Lin Xueluo, I'll stay … Die with you! Are you overjoyed? "
Looking at the man's b.l.o.o.d.y face, Xueluo suddenly laughed!
He was laughing until tears came out of his eyes.
"I'm happy!"
She nodded. Turn your head into a rattle.
"I'm really very happy!"
"You got lucky... You say you're stupid and stupid, but the key is that your looks are average! I must be blind …] That's why I married you! "
Feng Xinglang's voice was already beginning to break up.
Xueluo crawled over to Feng Xinglang who was still soaked in blood, and carefully pulled him into his embrace.
"Xinglang, can you stop talking? You've lost a lot of blood, so don't talk about it. "Listen to me!"
Feng Xinglang's hands were already trembling uncontrollably, the back and palm of his hands were dyed red with his own blood.
Slowly, he opened his palm, and carefully covered Xueluo's stomach which was slightly bulging, without saying a word.
If only he had known!
At the very least, he could arrange for his first meeting with this little thing to be more intimate and loving!
Xueluo choked once again.
She held Feng Xinglang's hand and covered her stomach together, just crying.
"Feng Xinglang, do you believe in love?"
"Feng Xinglang, can I recite a poem to you and your baby?"