### Chapter 39 - 'This man is really rotten to the core! '

The clay jar, along with the mushrooms inside, sprinkled towards Xueluo's delicate back. Feng Xinglang reacted quickly and used one hand to grab onto Xueluo's waist, allowing her to embrace him even closer. His other hand had already clenched into a fist, and punched towards the clay jar.

The jar was opened by Feng Xinglang, but the boiling hot soup splashed on Xueluo's back, causing her to gasp from the pain, and even tears were about to fall. It was really painful! Xueluo really didn't know how she had the courage to use her weak body to block the scorching jar for that man …

The mushroom stuck onto the shirt on Xueluo's back, undoubtedly added to the area behind the burn.

It was already too late. With a "ripping" sound, Feng Xinglang actually used her bare hands to violently tear apart the shirt on Xueluo's body. Almost at the same time, the shirt on Feng Xinglang's body was taken off, and backward onto Xueluo's body, covering her slim body up to an inch.

"Feng Xinglang, don't, don't do this." Xueluo was truly embarrassed. Especially when they were in front of so many volunteer workers at the orphanage, she was making small talk with Feng Xinglang.

"Don't move!" Feng Xinglang reprimanded her, and her proud, robust body was shown in front of everyone. Fortunately, it was only the upper half of his body.

He did not relax even a little as he continued to hug Xueluo. He leaned over, and from top to bottom, he peeked through the cracks on Xueluo's back to check the burn wounds on her back. Due to her timely treatment, her snow-white back seemed to be covered in light red burn marks, which weren't too serious.

However, that large piece of light-colored, hot red was somewhat shocking when compared to the other white, tender skin on her back. Feng Xinglang's eyes flashed with a trace of pain. He buttoned the shirt that he had put on Xueluo.

In the next second, the frightened Xueluo was carried on his shoulder by Feng Xinglang. Because Xueluo's back was burned and he couldn't carry her, he could only carry her on his shoulder.

"Feng Xinglang... Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? "Quickly put me down..." Xueluo was so embarrassed that he almost couldn't speak.

Under the watch of everyone, Feng Xinglang carried Lin Xueluo out of the line stall, and walked towards the Ferrari which was stopped outside the door.

The tables full of welfare volunteers were all dumbfounded by what they saw. The way of loving someone was truly too domineering!

"Too domineering! I like it! Why haven't I met any big shot at the level of a tyrannical CEO! " Yuan Duoduo sighed.

"... It was true love! "She doesn't care about the gazes of others and can be doted upon however she pleases!" The leader, Zuo An Yan, sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Xueluo has finally found her own home! It's just too violent! "

After a second or two of silence, someone suddenly exclaimed, "It's over! "That rich guy invited us to dinner, but he left without paying us!"

"..."

Xueluo was thrown into the Ferrari. And it was thrown in a chest-down way.

This man was too brutal! His back wasn't scalded to death, he was almost dead from the fall! He had torn off her shirt in public and then put his own shirt back on her … Xueluo was so embarrassed that she almost had no face to meet anyone! The next time he returned to the orphanage, how would he face those volunteer colleagues!?

Furthermore, this violent man didn't even say a word before he was carried out of the line by her. This time, it was truly embarrassing!

"Why are you blocking the jars for me? Don't you know the soup inside will be scalded by you? " Feng Xinglang asked as he started up the sports car. It was as if it were an outrageous act to stop the boiling pot.

Xueluo just didn't want this man to get injured on his left shoulder thrice. But when she saw the man's ruthless questioning, she didn't want to explain anymore, so she casually said, "Who wants to block the vat for you? I was just hit by bad luck! "

Sometimes, when one's mouth was tough, it could reduce the awkwardness and awkwardness. The man in front of her was a dangerous person that she, Lin Xueluo, had to leave behind, so she did not want him to misunderstand that she had risked using her own body to block that scorching jar in order to take care of him and not let his injured left shoulder get injured again.

However, Feng Xinglang managed to take care of her in time. The hot soup did not last on her back for more than a few seconds, and her shirt was taken off just in time.

"Was accidentally hit?" Heh, looks like you're quite unlucky! In fact, there was something worse and more terrible than this: to fall in love with me! Lin Xueluo, I advise you not to do such a foolish thing! " Feng Xinglang stared at Xueluo and said coldly.

Love him? This man was becoming more and more like an intoxicated peacock. He was truly proud and narcissistic! How could she have fallen in love with him? What virtue or ability did he have to be able to make her fall in love with him? Arrogant!

But Xueluo's heart still throbbed inexplicably after hearing Feng Xinglang's words. She clearly knew that when she rushed over to help him block that jar, it was not out of a sense of loyalty, nor was she accidentally knocked into it … What is it?

Xueluo panicked, "Feng, Feng Xinglang, stop the car! I... I want to get off! "

With a creak, Feng Xinglang turned his car around and landed it on the side of the road. But the next sentence he said infuriated Xueluo to the point that he almost died.

"You can get off! But give me back my shirt! " Feng Xinglang elegantly placed his large hands on the steering wheel as he squinted his eyes to look at the astonished and furious expression on the woman's small face.

"Give you back your shirt? Are you trying to make me run? " Xueluo glared angrily. This man was truly terrible.

Feng Xinglang laughed sinisterly, and said slowly: "Don't you still have clothes on inside, just treat it as a Pikini!"

Xueluo instinctively used his hands to protect his previous body, as he was afraid that if Feng Xinglang showed any signs of being a beast, he would actually pull her shirt and glare at him angrily: "Feng Xinglang! You're so bad! "

"You refused to get out of the car yourself! Then obediently follow me! " Feng Xinglang once again stepped hard on the gas pedal, the burst of energy was like an arrow that had left the bow, flying towards Feng Family at full speed.

Along the way, Xueluo fell silent. No longer arguing with Feng Xinglang. His lean upper body was so close to hers that he could hear his heartbeat and smell the faint scent of acrid tobacco and mentholated men.

His breath filled his nose. What occupied her was not only her sight, hearing and sense of smell, but also her heart, which seemed to be being devoured and devoured by a little bit of his aura.

Xueluo immediately turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

She was looking at the scenery; he was looking at her.

He just glanced at her.

"Are you sure your skin is thicker than mine? You still have the guts to block the jar for me? If it burns my face, I'll have to return the favor! "

I just checked, the woman's back is not badly scalded. His hand was also splashed with soup. The temperature was not that hot.

"It's up to your brother to decide whether or not to return the goods! You don't need to worry about it, you brother-in-law! " Xueluo replied.