Chapter 430

Xueluo is not sure whether Hetun, who has always been cruel and cold-blooded, really likes his son Linnuo.

But from the expression of Hetun's laughter, it seems that he has no need to put on airs to a five-year-old boy.

But xueluo doesn't know whether there is a conspiracy behind Hetun's smile.

In fact, xueluo was very grateful to Hetun for providing a stable environment for their mother and son for five years.

Avoid her shock, avoid her suffering, avoid her no branches to rely on, avoid her wandering.

Xueluo really doesn't want to know the plot behind Hetun. But when xueluo was particularly rational, she had to analyze what the plot of Hetun was.

Sometimes xueluo also thinks: Hetun loves his son Linnuo so much that he doesn't use the little guy as a tool, does he?

However, when the snow falls, he will worry that a man who is especially calm and rational, like Hetun, should make a clear distinction between liking and revenge.

Perhaps in the heart of Hetun, there is no confusion between doting on Linnuo and revenge on Feng Xinglang!

"15. Do you like adoptive father?"

Hetun raised Linnuo over his head and let him ride on his shoulder. This kind of doting action, how to look like an elder doting on the younger.

"If you are good enough, I can still like you a little bit!"

Linnuo children riding on the neck of Hetun, with a pair of short legs hooked around the neck of Hetun, came to a highly difficult Mirs wings.

15、 It was the snow that was forced to choose.

On the day when Linnuo's child was one year old, Hetun's celebration for him was a new one.

The whole of paterburg was as festive as his wife in Hetun.

Finally, let the children draw lots.

It's not to choose what toys you like, but to choose Hetun's name and ranking for the little guy.

From the eldest to the thirteenth, they are all within the scope of choice.

The numbers are written on the paper and let the children choose one of them.

At that time, xueluo thought: Hetun's adopted son has been ranked from the eldest to the twelfth. If his son Linnuo chooses the thirteenth, it's OK. But if he chooses others, such as the fourth, fifth and eighth, there will be two fourth or fifth and eighth?

Xueluo couldn't stop Hetun from taking his son Linnuo as his adopted son.

Perhaps this is one of the important reasons why Hetun brought their mother and son back to pettemburg.

At that time, xueluo only saw that there was a cup of black wine in front of each other's adopted son. Later, xueluo knew that the black wine was neurotoxin, and he would die immediately after drinking it.

In other words, he Tun will not let his son appear repeated ranking and addressing.

For example, if Lin Nuo's children choose Lao Si by accident, the original Xing Lao Si will have to get rid of himself.

The river is cruel and cold-blooded. All the adopted sons are just available tools for him.

If you call, he will come immediately; if you wave, he will go immediately.

There is also a terrible sign: since Hetun was "persuaded" by a Shuji himself, xueluo never saw Xing San again.

Perhaps, Feng Xinglang's promise of "holding beauty home" is just a dream of Xing San's eternal realization!

Little p, who is only one year old, knows nothing. Eerying in the river village arms drilling, novel looking at the river village in front of him a word of the number.

"Little things, my adoptive father will read them to you one by one. If you like that ranking, just squeak with my adoptive father, OK?"

Of course, Linnuo didn't understand. He used his small hands to rummage around Hetun, looking for toys that would appear miraculously occasionally.

"Boss Second Third... "

Hetun read slowly, giving the little guy enough time to react. However, Dongdong seemed not interested in the old man he read, but more interested in the exquisite pistol he carried.

He Tun is not hidden, let the children play.

To tell you the truth, xueluo's heart is too nervous for fear that his only one year old son, Linnuo, will go off. It was only later that she learned that the bullet had to be loaded first. There's another trigger bolt.

In other words, it is safe for Linnuo to play with the exquisite pistol of Hetun. This was only known after the snow fell.

When I don't know, as long as my son Linnuo pulls out the gun from Hetun, xueluo is too nervous.

"Old seven Old eight... "

When he Tun read "Lao Ba", Lin Nuo, who used to play with a pistol, suddenly stopped. Then he kept saying, "ba Eight Eight eight... "

In fact, only xueluo could understand it. Lin Nuo didn't read "eight" at all, but "Dad".

After giving birth to little things, xueluo would teach her son Linnuo to teach "Dad" and "Mom" when no one was around."Ha ha Little thing, you like Lao Ba, don't you? "

Hetun laughed heartily. He gave the kid a big kiss on his little face, which he kept saying "Baba Baba".

Xueluo clearly felt Xing Laoba's face beating a few times, and then slowly extended his hand to pick up the cup of black liquor.

Vaguely, the snow has a kind of ominous premonition: that cup of black wine will not be a good thing!

"Wait a minute! I don't like Lao Ba! I don't like my child's name, Lao Ba! I like Fifteen! Yes, fifteen! It means "a beautiful and full moon!"

15、 It was snowfall who blurted it out. Anyway, it's much better than old Thirteen!

The key is that we don't have to involve other adopted sons in Hetun to die.

He Tun pauses for a moment, as if waiting for Linnuo's children in his arms to respond like it or not.

"Nono, you like the tenth five year plan, don't you? If you like it, nod your head, and nono will have neineinei to drink! "

Snow immediately began to persuade son Linnuo.

As soon as the little guy heard that mommy had milk to drink, he immediately turned his little head into a wave drum, and tried to splash towards the snow falling arms.

Looking at the little things in his arms, he Tun nodded and clapped happily.

"That little thing is called fifteen! How nice

He Tun once again indulged in kissing the little guy on the cheek, "fifteen Fifteen After fifteen, I'll call you

Xing Laoba holds the hand of huaizi, which is full of black liquor, and slowly loosens it. It's almost a trip away from the gate of hell.

Subconsciously, he looked at the snow with thanks.

Snow also secretly relaxed a nervous gas, back to Xing old eight a pale smile.

She is kind.

Her kindness will make others feel incomparable warmth.