"This is your home!"

Feng Xinglang stepped forward, picked up his unconscious son Linnuo, and went to the restaurant.

Until Mommy snow down with him to sit on the table, the little guy just stopped noisy, slowly quiet down.

Lin xueluo can be so shameless to sit at the table of Fengjia, LAN youyou certainly won't shrink back.

So she took her daughter from Feng Lixin's arms and Feng Tuan Tuan sat down with her.

It seems that the real game between the two women has just begun.

"Nono, come to my uncle, will you?"

Feng Lixin reaches out his friendly and loving hands to the little guy and wants to hold him to his side.

Although this uncle looks very gentle and amiable, Lin Nuo still refuses Feng Lixin's kindness. She hugs her waist and nestles her head in her arms.

It can be seen that the little guy doesn't want to stay at Feng's for dinner. But Mommy xueluo insists on staying, and the little guy can only follow mommy's meaning.

The dinner in Fengjia was very good. As early as noon, Feng Xinglang called aunt ANN to prepare.

"How can a man shrink in his mother's arms like a little girl?"

Feng Xinglang put his hand to touch his son's head, but the little guy avoided it, so the back of the hand rubbed against the soft snow.

At the beginning, xueluo didn't notice anything. She thought that Feng Xinglang just wanted to be intimate with him. But who knows that Feng Xinglang's hand didn't mean to take it away

The son's small head tilted to the left, the back of his hand also rubbed to the left; the son's small head dodged to the right, the back of his hand also rubbed to the right!

In preparation, the back of Feng Xinglang's hand should rub from left to right on the soft snow, and then from right to left.

Snow is not a wooden man!

She could clearly feel Feng Xinglang's cheap hand rubbing against her chest.

I was so skillful that I took advantage of him for such a long time! But she thought that Feng Xinglang was just teasing her son in her arms!

Lin xueluo, Lin xueluo, do you understand that you are doing evil by yourself?

Even sent to the door to let this man despise himself?

Is this the first time you've seen this man?

Was he despised less before?

Lin xueluo's side eyes glared at Feng Xinglang fiercely, and then moved his body to sit where Feng Xinglang's arm couldn't touch.

Feng Xinglang locked the door secretly, while he Tun said he would let Xiao Shiwu accompany him to kiss his father for a few days Their mother and son are able to get in and can't get out.

Xueluo really doesn't want to create any panic for her angry son.

If you let the little guy know: his bastard's father locked the door and didn't let their mother and son leave, the little guy didn't know how to make trouble!

Perhaps this is the purpose of Hetun!

Hetun didn't really want his adopted son Shiwu to cultivate feelings with his father. His real purpose was to make xiaoshiwu hate his father!

What xueluo can do is to protect his son from being hurt to the greatest extent. Whether it's physical or mental.

Feng Xinglang really wants to tear the woman in front of him.

In view of his son Linnuo, a small spectator, he still patiently maintains his father's tall and shining image.

A piece of Dongpo meat was bitten off fat and sent to the snow bowl.

Feng Xinglang's movements are as smooth as they used to be.

It seems that after five years, such actions have been deeply rooted in each other's minds. No need to spend time to uncover the dust laden memory, it will come naturally.

The reason why there are memories in life is not because of the sudden thought, but can not be forgotten.

The little guy is actually quite hungry. I don't know if I should eat this dinner at my father's house, but I see that the bastard's father threw a piece of meat into mommy's bowl.

Suddenly, the little guy glared at a pair of clear but angry eyes, "why did you throw the bite into my mommy's bowl? Feng Xinglang, you are disgusting

In the face of his son's question, Feng Xinglang is really full of emotion: it seems that it's just a blink of an eye, and his little copy is five years old.

"Your mommy likes Dongpo meat, but she doesn't like fat, so every time it's dad who chews off the fat and leaves the lean meat to your Mommy Your mommy loves it. "

"Besides, it's not disgusting. It's the love between you and me! Do you understand the sentiment? It's about the same as Tiao Yi Qing! "

Feng Xinglang's explanation made xueluo moved and ashamed.

The little guy was stunned and looked at the piece of meat in Mommy's bowl: it was really lean meat, and the fat was bitten off.

"But why don't I know that my mother likes Dongpo meat?" Asked the little fellow.

"Five years ago, you were a tadpole." Feng Xinglang gave a soft smile."Papa, why is little brother a tadpole? What is Tuan Tuan? " Little princess Feng asked curiously.

"Four years ago, you were a tadpole, too!" Feng Xinglang's favorite whisper.

Xueluo didn't want to eat Dongpo meat which was about to lose its fat. But in the moment of lifting eyes, snow falls to meet Lan You's purpose of eating people quickly.

Don't know out of what kind of Psychology: snow fell in the blue youyou's attention ceremony, very calm to eat that piece of Dongpo meat.

Then, the second piece of Dongpo meat was taken from Feng Xinglang's chopsticks and sent to xueluo's bowl.

Snow on a mouthful of rice, once again that piece of Dongpo meat to eat.

It seems to verify Feng Xinglang's words: Mommy really likes to eat Dongpo meat that has been bitten off by the bastard's father.

"Papa, Tuan Tuan also wants to eat."

Cute, some people are crazy. On weekdays, little things seldom eat meat, but seeing that nono's mother ate so well, she was greedy to eat.

Feng Lixin immediately bite off a piece of Dongpo meat fat for her daughter, and then send it to her daughter's small bowl. Little cute immediately happily eat up.

"Nono, is there anything you like on this table? If not, I'll let Grandma Ann continue to do it. "

Feng Lixin asked in a warm voice.

"Brother, don't bother aunt Ann. Nono is not picky. He likes everything

Xueluo added a spoonful of Roast Beef Brisket with carrots to her son.

But the little guy only ate the beef brisket, but the carrot was left in the bowl.

"I love carrots. Who can leave the carrot for me

Feng Xinglang, while playing a careful game to please his son Linnuo, brings his bowl to him.

The little guy quickly put all the carrots he didn't eat into the fengxinglang bowl.

Xueluo really didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would use such a naive way to please his son Linnuo.

"Mommy nono, can you let my little brother sleep with Tuan Tuan tonight?"

Feng Xiaotuan's question really revealed the serious problems faced by Feng's family at this moment.

LAN youyou dominates the master bedroom on the second floor, which is xueluo's and Feng Xinglang's wedding room. Where will xueluo's mother and son sleep tonight?

Is it for LAN youyou to move out of the master bedroom on the second floor?

Will she agree?

If she still dominates the master bedroom on the second floor, what is xueluo's mother and son doing?