Chapter 627

Father and son hugged each other in silence.

Feng Xinglang felt his son's small arms around his waist.

It seems that the little guy also wants to use his own strength to protect his father Feng Xinglang, but he is only 5 years old and has not enough fighting power.

"Do you miss Mommy?"

Feng Xinglang's soft voice broke the silence between father and son.

The little guy nodded, "yes."

"I miss your mommy, too! Although sometimes enough idiot, but it is a rare good woman

Feng Xinglang holds his son in his arms and sits on his body, holding the little guy tightly in a more comfortable and obedient posture.

It was not until the little guy's stomach was so hungry that Feng Xinglang released his son in his arms.

"No dinner?"

Feng Xinglang felt the little guy's belly with his father's love, as if he wanted to make up for his son's lack of love.

"I'm not hungry anymore."

The little guy pressed his stomach awkwardly again, pretending to respond with ease.

"Dear, go back to dinner. Remember to eat more, grow tall and strong, in order to better protect your mother in the future

Feng Xinglang was reluctant to leave his son. But I had to let him go.

The air in the darkroom was humid and the circulation was not very good, with an unhealthy smell of moldy. And the little guy's hungry stomach made Feng Xinglang have to push him out of the dark room.

It's irresponsible and selfish to insist on staying.

"You wait. I'll go out and get you something to eat."

When he was hungry, he thought that his father Feng Xinglang would be hungry. So he quickly climbed down from banxiu and rushed out to get food like a leopard.

Looking at the little figure of his son running out, Feng Xinglang wants to call his son's step, but he can only get a lump in his throat.

With the little guy's leaving, the dark room was as silent as death again. There's no life.

"See your own son?"

A slightly provocative sound of Qingyou came from a side door in the dark room, and then Xing BA's ghost like figure flashed in front of Feng Xinglang's banxiu.

"Feng Xinglang, you are really good at it. How can you even use a woman's way of life and death? "

For Feng Xinglang, a prisoner of high intelligence, Xing BA was both happy and excited.

It's like a hunter getting his favorite prey.

Having achieved his goal, Feng Xinglang was too lazy to waste a word with Xing Baduo.

Xing Ba became a self talking fool.

"My adoptive father will be back tomorrow. Be ready to go to hell."

As a result, after no response from Feng Xinglang, he became angry.

Feng Xinglang turned over to Hang Xing Bayi's back and closed his eyes to rest.

In a trance, Feng Xinglang seems to feel his son Linnuo's small arms around his waist.

So warm, so warm, so quiet years.

After eating, Xing Ba glared angrily at Feng Xinglang, who broke the bridge and didn't know what to do. He left the darkroom with a stream of resentment.

The little guy's pocket is full of food. Just about to leave, he was stopped by Xing Laowu.

Should be a big injury just healed, the door like Xing Laowu still looks some vicissitudes. Fortunately, he didn't hate Feng Xinglang for attacking him.

"Fifteen, where are you going? What's your brother-in-law

Xing Laowu was ordered to stop Xiao Shiwu. As for why he wanted to stop Xiao Shiwu, he didn't ask much. It's right to listen to Lao Ba when the anti justice father is not here.

"Yes, I'll go to myna! Five brothers, the cook has made your favorite Chinese steamed bun. Go and eat it quickly. "

Xing Lao Wu doesn't speak Chinese, and most of his communication with the kids is in English. Little guy can understand English and speak English, but he just likes to speak Chinese with Xing Laowu. The little guy likes to look at Xing Laowu's silly face.

Xing only understood "Chinese steamed stuffed bun". When I was racking my brain to think about the meaning of other sentences, the little guy had disappeared.

So, let Xing Laowu stop xiaoshiwu, it is probably only the result of this kind of mending.

The little guy running out ran into a man. To be exact, it should have hit both legs.

Xing BA's speed is not that small guy can react and avoid. Fortunately, Xing Ba stepped back and buffered most of the impact force to prevent the little guy from being hit.

"I'll go to myna..."

The little fellow prevaricated. At this moment, he is full of his own father Feng Xinglang.

"I'm standing right in front of you

Seeing the little guy looking for himself, Xing BA was very pleased.“……” Damn it. When did the dead eight come out?

The little guy saw that the person who was hit was Xing Laoba. The small face immediately drooped down, stuffy.

"Forget it, I won't look for you. I'd better go to old five! Fifth is much more fun than you

The little guy threw a little white eye to Xing Bayi. Forced to do so, he turned and ran to the hall.

“……”

Is silly five more fun than himself? Xing eight thin thin into a line of thin lips uncomfortable rising.

Xing Laowu is eating dumplings, which he often talks about in his mouth.

This time I ate steamed dumplings, which were not in the soup, so it was not different from steamed buns.

With Xing Laowu's IQ, it's really hard to distinguish dumplings from steamed buns. In his opinion, it's all meat in flour. It's just a different shape.

"Silly old five, don't eat, accompany me to play hide and seek."

The little guy drags Xing Laowu who is eating soundly.

Finally, he was appointed by Xiao Shiwu, and Xing Laowu was flattered. He put dumplings in his mouth and nodded his head.

After two rounds, the little guy successfully got rid of Xing Laowu. Xing Laowu's IQ has always been crushed by Xiao Shiwu.

After leaving, the little guy ran towards the dark room.

This time, he not only failed to enter the darkroom, but also locked the L-shaped corridor.

The little guy did everything he could. It's window climbing, it's tree climbing, it's airborne

Xing Ba just quietly watched the little guy toss himself.

I can't help thinking: why is this father so charming? Let a 5-year-old kid tirelessly toss.

Two hours later, the exhausted little guy leaned against the corner of the corridor and fell asleep.

After the little guy had a good sleep, Xing Ba took the little thing away.

At last, xueluo was released on bail.

Seeing president Chi with white hair, the snow fell and moved to tears.

President Chi said to xueluo: he believes in his children.