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　　Chapter 125: Do you want to kiss me?

　　Feng Xinglang said leisurely. Her expression was so captivating that it made women fall in love.

　　"..." It was only then that Xueluo realized: he had been tricked by this man. Her face instantly flushed red.

　　This man was too bad, too bad. Inadvertently, he had fallen into his trap, and was being played by him skillfully.

　　"Mr Feng, here are your chopsticks and bowls." Yuan Duoduo meticulously brought out the tableware and placed it next to Feng Xinglang.

　　"Thank you." Feng Xinglang picked up his chopsticks, and went straight to the point towards the plate of Red Braised Meat. But the meat was not in his mouth, and was sent into Xueluo's bowl instead, "Eat more meat. Only by getting fat can you feel better. "

　　Xueluo was so embarra.s.sed that she couldn't respond to Feng Xinglang's unstoppable words: To argue with him, is undoubtedly making fun of the ma.s.ses. Because it was as if Feng Xinglang had become the center of attention in the cafeteria, especially the female students, who were all chatting as they paid attention to him.

　　The only thing Xueluo could do was to bury his head in to eat, and reduce the feeling of his own existence. He quickly left after finis.h.i.+ng his meal. Right now, she wished she could find a crack in the ground and escape.

　　Seeing Xueluo obediently eating it, Feng Xinglang did not continue teasing her.

　　Probably because he was hungry, Feng Xinglang ate a bit ferociously, but his appet.i.te did not decrease in the slightest. Thus, looks were very important.

　　Feng Xinglang suddenly stopped eating as he held his breath and pushed the other end of the chopsticks against his stomach.

　　"Mr Feng, what's wrong?" Yuan Duoduo sensed that Feng Xinglang seemed to be suppressing some kind of pain.

　　"Oh, it's too fast. My stomach hurts a little." Feng Xinglang replied indifferently.

　　Stomach pain? Xueluo's movements froze: She knows that Feng Xinglang has a stomachache. When you work, you forget to eat. Because of First Young Master Feng Lixin's condition, Feng Xinglang had no choice but to push the task of getting the GK over to the evening. Most of the time, they had to take care of Feng Lixin during the day and also had to busy themselves with matters of the group at night.

　　"Mr. Feng, are you in pain? Do you need to go to the infirmary? " Yuan Duoduo asked in concern.

　　"No problem!" "He won't die!" Feng Xinglang s.h.i.+vered as he continued to eat.