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　　Chapter 215 - Although my life is cheap, I have a clear and lofty heart!

　　He did not want this man to continuously inflate his sense of superiority, so Xueluo felt that it was really necessary to explain this to this man.

　　"Misunderstanding? What do you want me to misunderstand? "

　　Feng Xinglang spoke in a roguish tone, his arrogance index and arrogance index rising rapidly.

　　Seeing that question, it was really the opposite for Xueluo.

　　Alright, her brain wasn't as good as this man's. Even her mouth was thrown a few streets away by him.

　　"Anyway, as long as you don't misunderstand in that way, it's alright."

　　Xueluo felt that he was extremely poor with words. Plus, he was being carried on the shoulder by a man, so his blood flow was retrograde. He felt that his brain was even more useless. However, the moment the man slowed down his pace, Xueluo, who was carried on his shoulder, no longer felt so uncomfortable and nervous.

　　On the contrary, there was an indescribable feeling of warmth.

　　Silently, she whispered to the baby in her stomach: Good boy, this is your father. Did you feel it?

　　"Don't misunderstand in any way?"

　　The more she tried to avoid it, the more he wouldn't let her. Perhaps in his opinion, to face 'like him, Feng Xinglang' directly was something that a woman should be proud of. He had the capital to be narcissistic as a peac.o.c.k!

　　Xueluo did not want to continue this mind-boggling topic with this man. The first thing that she, Lin Xueluo, should think about was how to escape from the claws of this man.

　　Despite his gentle and refined appearance, even though he carried her on his shoulders as if he was a gentleman strolling leisurely in the park with warmth, it was difficult to keep his expression from changing after a while. Xueluo had had enough of this man's uncertainty.

　　Plus, she was still carrying a small child in her stomach, so she really couldn't stand his tormenting.

　　If a man was so violent that he beat her up and hurt the little girl in her stomach, then that wouldn't be good. Xueluo did not want Feng Xinglang to show the evil side of his hideous face in front of his children.

　　"Feng Xinglang, put me down. I have legs of my own, and I can walk. "

　　Perhaps in his heart, he was still nostalgic for the shoulders of men, but Xueluo knew that his shoulders would never belong to her and her child. Instead of sinking into depravity for such a short time, it would be better to refuse on his own accord. He was about to leave the Feng Family, and leave this man.