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　　Chapter 220 - Feng Xinglang, do you like children?

　　Xueluo jogged as if he was chasing after some ferocious beast.

　　Until the eye-catching black Ferrari disappeared from his line of sight, Xueluo rested against a large tree as he panted anxiously.

　　It was like walking through the gates of h.e.l.l. That violent man was too terrifying.

　　The pain continued somewhere else and Xueluo couldn't help but feel tender from the pain. It was one thing if he didn't touch it, but the moment he did, the pain became even more intense.

　　It should be because the surface layer of the skin had become thinner. With just a slight rub of the clothes, it would become extremely sensitive. Xueluo really wanted to use a blade to chase after him and cut off that man's dirty hands. He broke all those good teeth in his mouth one by one!

　　Behind that evil man, there was only YY left.

　　Between the taxi and bus, Xueluo decided to go back to the dorm in a luxurious place. From here to the school apartment building, it would cost at least thirty yuan.

　　But compared to escaping the pursuit of that evil man Feng Xinglang, for safety's sake, Xueluo felt that this thirty yuan worth of fare was worth it.

　　Just as Xueluo was about to take a taxi back to her dormitory apartment after looking at the flow of traffic, her gaze was attracted by something.

　　On the other side of the street, the old man from KFC was quite eye-catching. He stared straight at Xueluo, his face full of amiability.

　　Only now did Xueluo realize that he was starving to the point that his chest was stuck to his back. The little girl in his stomach was hooting again.

　　This little girl hadn't even been good for less than two months, yet Xueluo had already discovered that his greed for food was increasing by the day. Whenever he saw delicacies, he would stop moving. It was as if he couldn't keep walking if he didn't take a bite.

　　Xueluo helplessly stroked his stomach that was still as flat as before, and muttered: Good darling, this is trash food, understand? We'll eat biscuits and instant noodles in the dorm, okay?

　　It was as if a voice had replied: Not good! Biscuit was dry and dry, instant noodles were even more trashy! I just want to nibble on the chicken wings and the chicken leg!

　　No! He could not tolerate this kind of s.h.i.+tty habit from a young age.

　　Xueluo steeled his heart and turned around, not looking at the dazzling lights in the KFC.