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Chapter 466: Hit my p * nis and hurt your heart!
It wasn't until he rushed into the elevator and saw the slowly descending and closed elevator that Xueluo finally calmed down.
As if he had died once, Xueluo fell into the elevator.
He wanted to cry but there were no tears. He could only gasp for air!
He was actually still alive? Xueluo really thought that he would die under the hands of that ruthless man.
Xueluo really couldn't understand where that man could get so much hostility! Just because he had 'knocked out' the little girl in his stomach?
Was he lying?
Since he cared so much about the little girl that she was pregnant with, why did he suddenly become Lan Youyou's daughter in just a short span of one year?
He actually had the nerve to show such a pained expression?
It was really enough!
The moment Xueluo stepped out of the elevator and into a corner of the blind spot, she was pulled into the darkness by a black-clothed man. The person who attacked was so fast that Xueluo didn't even have time to resist.
Feng Xinglang climbed down the stairs to chase after Lin Xueluo. Judging from the elevator door that had just closed, Lin Xueluo should have just stepped out from it not long ago.
Feng Xinglang ran out with large strides, but he did not find a single trace of Lin Xueluo in the neighborhood.
That idiot woman actually ran so fast?
It seemed impossible! It was impossible for her to be faster than Feng Xinglang. But how could a woman disappear, just like that?
Feng Xinglang realized that it was possible that Lin Xueluo was still hiding in the corridor, so he went back to look.
At the same time, a luxurious and calm Audi R8 instantly sped out of the district, jumping onto the tarmac and whizzing past.
Xueluo really did not expect Xing Shi'er to appear in the corridor of the plot. He had really scared her just now, thinking that Feng Xinglang that slut had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and ambushed her again.
"Twelve? Why are you here? "
Xueluo gasped for breath and asked. From time to time, he would glance towards the back of the car in panic. She was afraid that Feng Xinglang had not followed them over.
Without Xing Shi'er leading the way, it was needless to say that Xueluo would definitely not be able to escape from Feng Xinglang's grasp.
Xing Shi'er did not reply immediately. Instead, he took off his black jacket and threw it at Lin Xueluo.
"Put it on, your clothes are all torn."
Xing Shi'er stared straight ahead.
It was only then that Xueluo realized that his clothes were in disarray in front of his chest. He was so nervous that he wanted to escape, so he didn't notice it.
Xueluo immediately put on the jacket that Xing Shi'er threw over, and completely covered the area around his waist.
Embarrassment, still a little. However, Xueluo only treated Xing Shi'er as his son, Linnuo's big brother, and wasn't so bashful anymore.
"Did your foster father ask you to come find me?"
Actually, what Xueluo wanted to ask was: How did you know I was here? Following her?
"Not all! My foster father didn't have the heart to mind where you were going. "It's just that after making a ruckus at the fifteenth, my foster father was pestered by him to the point where he had no other choice but to let me come out and find you."
Xing Shi'er was telling the truth. Indeed, Hetun did not care where Lin Xueluo went. He only wanted Linnuo's little friend to be in his hands. In other words, Xueluo was of no use to the Hetun at all. Because Xueluo was Little Fifteen's mother, the Hetun only provided her with an environment to eat and live in free.
In fact, Xueluo was not completely worthless. At least Hetun could use her to control the code of conduct for the fifteenth.
"Nuonuo messed with your foster father again? Did your foster father... You didn't hit him, right? "
Xueluo asked anxiously.
"Even if he can fight, he won't! The key is that this little thing isn't afraid of getting beaten up! " Xing Shi'er said indifferently.
Shallow Water Bay.
In the large villa beside the sea, an old man and a young woman were in a dispute.
"Father, please do me a favor and let me go find Mommy. "My mommy is too beautiful to attract bad people."
Seeing that being tough didn't work, the little guy began to act coquettishly and go soft with the Hetun.
"Didn't the Old Tweleve already go out to look for him? You just wait and see! "Otherwise..."
Hetun dragged his voice, "I'll beat you up!"
It was unexpected that the little fellow didn't even take Hetun's' beating you up 'to heart.
He walked straight in front of the Hetun and stuck his chin out at him:
"Let's fight!" Let me go out and find Mommy after I've had enough! "
"Since you have such a strong demand … Then I will really fight! "
Hetun rolled up his sleeves, revealing his robust arms. That tall and straight build made the sixty year old Hetun look very young.
"Let's fight!" "Anyway, it's my fault, it hurts your heart!"
The little guy pouted his little P shares even higher.
The little thing's words caused Hetun's raised hand to stiffen in midair. After pausing for a while, he laughed out loud.
"Little thing, you must be about to become a spirit master, right? It's a pity that it won't hurt my heart to hit you! "
Hetun's large palm had still landed on the little fellow's P share, but it was clearly much lighter.
If it really was a fight, Hetun would probably be able to destroy this little guy's hard-earned P-share.
Xueluo was very pleased with his son Linnuo's intelligence. In the confrontation with the Hetun, the little thing was becoming more and more resourceful.
"Mr. Xing, I'm back. I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble. "
In front of the Hetun, Xueluo was always respectful. She rarely went against the Hetun because of her.
"Mommy, Mommy …"
Seeing that Mommy had returned safely, the little guy ran over. But Xueluo did not give his son Linnuo a big hug like he usually did.
"Fifteen, accompany your foster father for a chat. Mommy will go to the bathroom."
Xueluo quickly walked back to his room. He did not carry his son who was rushing over.
The little guy was startled by her mother's neglect, and stared at Xing Shi'er unhappily.
"Old Tweleve, did you bully my mommy?"
"Do you have evidence?"
"Yes!" My mommy came back in your clothes! "
"..."
"Foster father, do you care about Old Tweleve? He bullied my mother!" The little guy who couldn't beat Xing Shi'er could only ask Hetun for help.
"Your mother was bullied by your father! "He must have been bitten, and his stomach is bleeding!"
Seeing that the little thing wanted to frame him, Xing Shi'er could only speak the truth.
When the little guy heard that Mommy had been bitten until she bled, he immediately ran towards Mommy's room.
Inside the washroom, Xueluo was wiping away the blood on his stomach.
It had to be said that Xing Shi'er really paid attention to the details. Especially such bloody details.
Xueluo gasped from the pain. There were traces of blood on his stomach, his left ribs, and the tip of his left hand. And those teeth marks.
"Feng Xinglang, you big bastard! Are you a f * * king dog? Such a heavy mouth! "
Xueluo really wanted to cut that man into a thousand pieces.
"Mommy, open the door. Open the door! "Hurry up and let your son see how your injuries are, is that okay?"