It's a tactic to slow down the war. It's also an expression of Hetun's dissatisfaction with the little guy's less enthusiastic situation.

In Hetun's opinion, when Xiao Shiwu saw his adoptive father, he should be jubilant. Not just his mother.

"Of course, I also want to be a adoptive father It's just that kissing Mommy is a girl, so I have to think more about her. "

The little guy didn't change his mother Lin Xue's husky voice in his mind because of Hetun's unhappiness.

An hour later, under the infection of Hetun, the little guy finally lay on his back and fell asleep.

Xing twelve carefully picked up the little guy from Hetun's back, sat up behind him and sent him into Hetun's arms.

Hetun leaned over to kiss the little guy's red face and gently rubbed his big hand against his handsome black hair.

"Twelve, you are avoiding fifteen these days. Don't let him see you, or the little thing will be noisy again. "

It turns out that Xing 12 came back to Fort Patel with Hetun.

Because some things had to be done without the help of Xiao Shiwu, Hetun let Xing Shier hide in Fort Patel first.

It seems that Hetun's doting on xiaoshiwu has risen to a new height.

After giving Xing Ba the sleeping things, he Tun slowly left the health room.

The low sound of opening the door awakened Feng Xinglang, who had been sleeping very shallow.

Even if he didn't have to look around, Feng knew that Hetun was coming.

It seems that with the arrival of Hetun, there was a cold wind in the dark room.

It's the smell of death!

"Do you regret coming to me as a prisoner?"

He Tun's voice, with the pride of the king's victory, "originally I wanted to make the game span longer Who wants you to be so impatient! "

Feng Xinglang turns around slowly and sees the river village standing in the back light.

He couldn't see Hetun's face clearly, only a tall and strong outline, dyed in the light, like Satan from hell.