The lid of Linnuo's pot really surprised Xing 12.

The original little gentleman and Xiao Zheng are too missing, and there are many nondescript local bumpkins.

That's not the point!

The key is that with the movement of the little guy's head, the lid of the pot will be lifted and floated, stupid and cute.

"Fifteen, where's your mother?" He Tun asked solemnly.

It seems that he doesn't care what kind of haircut he gets. Or maybe he knew what Lin xueluo wanted to do like the back of his hand.

"Mommy is not well enough to go with her."

The little guy's words made Hetun frown slightly.

Because tonight, Hetun is looking forward to seeing how shocked and shocked Feng Xinglang will be when Lin xueluo appears in front of him with Xiao Shiwu!

"Your mother is still fine during the day. How can you say she is not comfortable? 12、 Call the doctor

"No more adoptive father, just let mommy have a good rest at home. I don't like to be followed by mommy. I'm not comfortable at all

Of course, the little guy knows that mommy is pretending to be sick.

Because snow really didn't want to go to the party. But xueluo knows that she can't stop Hetun, so she can only go by Hetun with her son Linnuo.

Hetun is not determined. After all, little 15 is the main character tonight. Lin xueluo is just a foil.

Lin Xue can't fall, so he can control the little guy's behavior more freely.

All out of the villa gate, but the little guy stopped. Thinking of something, he turned around and ran into the villa.

When he came out again, he had a well-made crossbow on his hand. This is specially made by Hetun for his adopted son 15. Although it is small and light, its lethality is not reduced.

The reason why he went back to get the crossbow was that the little guy heard that he would meet his biological father Feng Xinglang at the dinner party tonight. How can we miss this wonderful opportunity?

Seeing the bow and crossbow in his hand, Hetun smiles: it seems that the meeting between father and son this evening will not be too monotonous!

Three riot vehicles drove out of Repulse Bay without delay.

The little guy was sitting on the thigh of Hetun, staring at the crossbow in his hand.

"Fifteen, when you arrive at the club, do you want your adoptive father to lead you in or hold me in? Or let old twelve lead you? "

He Tun was in a good mood tonight, so he patiently asked some unhappy Linnuo children.

The little guy sipped his little mouth and thought, "adoptive father, take me in! I want my adoptive father to hold it

It seems that the picture of Feng Xinglang holding the little girl in his mind. Afraid of the little girl catching cold, he took off his coat and wrapped it around her

The little girl has a loving father, a loving father and a loving father!

Little girl has it, so does he Linnuo!

"Good! After a while, I'll hold my father, and then I'll go

Hetun bumped the little thing in his arms with his strong legs and rubbed his little face with his slightly bearded chin.

From the beginning to the end, Hetun didn't ask the little guy why he took the bow!

Vaguely, he could smell the little anger of the little guy. Want to get back a fair anger for Mommy Lin xueluo!

That's a good start!

This is what Hetun expected to see!

* * * *

this leisure club is not eye-catching, but extremely luxurious.

It's a gray area!

It is neither black nor white. It can be said that it is the buffer and transition zone between black and white.

People in Yamen are more worried that Hetun will make trouble in Shencheng!

Because the identity of Hetun is not something they can afford.

The whole leisure club is wrapped up by Hetun.

In full dress, ye Shinian has become a beast in clothes. Before he Tun arrived, he dived into the flowers and started his journey tonight.

And tonight's Feng hang Lang is quite different.

He didn't chat up the dignitaries, nor did he try to win over the black headed and white headed people.

It's just delicious food.

Yan Bang accompanied Feng Xinglang and watched him eat one by one.

"I have a good appetite tonight Nervous? "

Yan Bang sipped a mouthful of red wine and asked.

"Yes! I'm so nervous that I almost forget my last name! "

Feng Xinglang humorously picked up a cake and blocked Yan Bang's mouth.

Yan Bang seems to be flattered. He bit the cake and Feng Xinglang's finger at the same time.

"Sorry! I'm nervous, too! " Yan Bang joked.

Feng Xinglang rewarded Yan bang with a cold eye and continued to taste all kinds of delicious food.

He's really nervous.If you can't control yourself, you will kill the river village in public!

"Coming, coming..."

With the uproar of the crowd, Feng Xinglang glanced at the red carpet.

After five years, Hetun is still as strong and vigorous as ever. The strong XiongQiang almost came out through his clothes.

Just holding a Baby?

He looks like he's only about five years old: with a stupid lid on his head, and a pair of big eyes full of pride on the giant's shoulders.

"I have a sister Is the little milk bag in Cheng Hetun's arms his 15th adopted son

Ye Shinian has a strong feeling of being cheated. Originally, he thought that Hetun's adopted son 15 should be a very important role!

How also didn't expect, unexpectedly just a small milk bag?

Yan Bang seemed to be stunned for a moment and said humorously, "does Hetun want to open a nursery?"

Feng Xinglang has been staring at xiaoshiwu in Hetun's arms.

Heart inexplicable palpitation, always feel like where I have seen this little baby.

It was not until Feng Xinglang saw Xing 12 behind Hetun that he realized that he had fallen into a new round of conspiracy.

Feng Xinglang met Xing 12. And more than once.

All of a sudden, Feng Xinglang thought of the "little brother" that Tuan Tuan had talked about. Now it seems that he Tun should be holding this little baby in his arms.

In a group of compliments, he Tun came to Feng Xinglang with Xiao Shiwu in his arms.

I don't know what he Tun wants to do. Yan Bang subconsciously approaches Chao Feng Xinglang.

When he saw Feng Xinglang, he just glanced at him in a hurry. Then he threw his head away, hugged Hetun's neck tightly, and buried his head in Hetun's shoulder socket.

It seems that there is a kind of inferiority complex, which makes the little guy dare not and unwilling to face Feng Xinglang.

"Fifteen, call this uncle. This uncle is very interested. I heard that he was shot three times and didn't die! "

Hetun slightly broke the little guy's body and let him face Feng Xinglang.

At the same time, it is also convenient for Feng Xinglang to see the little guy more carefully.