Chapter 680

"It's humiliating for an old man who is so ugly and frustrated to want to pursue my own mother."

The voice of the little guy is exactly the same as that of his bastard father Feng Xinglang.

With the arrogance and obstinacy of a little guy, how can he accept such a person as his stepfather? Don't even think about it!

Snow fell so angry that his teeth were trembling: the father and son, singing in unison, threw away the word "Politeness"!

It seems that at this moment, xueluo doesn't want to reprimand Feng Xinglang or educate her son Linnuo. She just feels that her heart is really blocked.

She really listened to Feng Xinglang's humiliation to the engineer.

What do you mean by "Cinderella is always waiting for prince charming to pursue"? Do you want to say that she is daydreaming?

Xueluo doesn't bother to talk to the arrogant father and son. She turns around and walks towards the bus stop without looking back.

"Feng Xinglang, look, you've made me kiss my mother and run away!"

The little guy didn't realize that his "credit" was due to the fact that his mother was angry.

"What are you doing? Is there a cute club? Go and hold your mother! Dad, drive

The father and son immediately split up their work. Linnuo's children run after their own mother, and Bingley keeps up.

"Kiss Mommy, don't you leave your poor son behind! Blame the bastard Feng Xinglang. He always makes mommy angry! "

The little guy hugged xueluo's waist, and his whole body was almost hanging on xueluo's leg.

"Linno, let me go!" The snow only stopped.

"No! If you let go of Mommy, you'll run away, and nono won't be loved by her mother! "

Since he mixed up with his father Feng Xinglang, the technical content of cute little things has become more and more perverse. The father and the son are getting on well with each other.

What we use is still xueluo's maternal love for her son and her love for Feng Xinglang.

"Linnuo, how many times has Mommy said, be polite to people! But you are hostile to others over and over again. Sooner or later, you will step into the society. How can you get along with others when you are so angry? "

"Mommy, nono knows it's wrong Kiss Mommy, don't be angry

"Go home and write" be kind to others "a hundred times!"

"Ah? A hundred times? Chinese characters are hard to write... "

"Do you write? Don't worry about Mommy if you don't write. Go to your father! Let your father find you a stepmother again

"I write! I can't write yet! Mummy, don't be angry

The flames of snow fall down, in the son's "clever" admit a mistake, calmed down a lot.

Seeing Bingley approaching towards their mother and son, xueluo was angry again.

"Noble prince charming, please stay where you are! Don't get in the way of Cinderella

"Proud Cinderella More delicious! I love it

Feng Xinglang's handsome face was full of evil ruffian smile.

The ruffian in the gentry has a more charming adjective - yuppie!

Feng Xinglang's thick-skinned obsession really makes snow fall scold, laugh and cry.

It's reasonable to think that he was possessed by his demons. One is a young girl in love, and the other is an old hand in love. It's strange that she doesn't hit the trick!

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, do you only know Baji? I can't Hold Mommy! "

Some of the kids who couldn't get around the snow immediately asked their father for help. In the speech, he is very dissatisfied with his father who only knows how to talk.

Feng Xinglang pressed the parking brake and got out of the car immediately.

"Son, let your father come."

"Feng Xinglang, what are you going to do?"

Intuition tells xueluo that the man who gets out of the car should play a horizontal role. Before the words are heard, Feng Xinglang bows over and carries xueluo on his shoulder.

Another gesture!

When this man is unreasonable, he likes to carry her directly on his shoulders and then throw her into the car.

Can start, the man absolutely does not talk with her much!

Although the back seats were well made, Xue Luo felt that her head had been bumped by Feng Xinglang's rude throw.

"Feng Xinglang, you bastard!" Snow is to cry without tears.

"Mommy, what's the pain? Kiss your son and rub it for you

The little guy hugged his mother's head like gallantry, and rubbed it slowly with his little hand in the snow falling hair.

One is hard, one is soft, one is horizontal and one is warm. The father and son cooperate perfectly.

In front of his son, he scolded Feng Xinglang too much for some words. You have to hold it all the way.

"Feng Xinglang, I want to go back to my uncle's house."

He thought that Feng Xinglang was going to take himself on a stolen ship, xueluo warned in advance."Back to your uncle's, of course. Can I take you home? I tell you, I'm a conservative man. During our love, I won't take the initiative to cross the thunder pool! I'm going to leave our first time on our wedding night Of course, if you ask for it in love, it's another matter! "

“……”

Feng Xinglang's words made the snow fall and his liver ache.

Can he be regarded as "conservative" even if he was appointed to hang Lang?

“…… Feng Xinglang, I beg you to stop talking, OK? "

I can't listen to the snow.

She, she

If it wasn't for her son sitting in the car, she really wanted to pour a basin of ice water on the man's face! It's better to tear off his belt and pour the mixture of ice and water into his pants!

Well, I'm evil!

In the evening, it is perfectly reasonable for Feng Xinglang to stay at Xia's home.

In the spirit of nephew son-in-law is also son-in-law, Xia Zhengyang and Feng Xinglang all kinds of meet hate late, fall in love.

See Uncle Xia Zhengyang keep pouring line Lang wine, snow falling solid pain and anxious. Feng Xinglang hasn't recovered from his internal injury. He can't drink this wine.

It's not appropriate for xueluo to persuade himself. Xueluo can only follow her son when he urinates.

"Nono, your bastard father is still suffering from internal injury. You can't drink too much wine. If Feng Xinglang is dead, you will have no father! "

"Mommy, do you want me to persuade my father not to drink?"

"Yes, yes."

"Can Mommy grant me a small request?"

"What do you say?"

"Can I not write about that damned" being kind to others "

"No!"

“…… Is your father's life important, or is it important to write that damned word? "

"Feng Xinglang is your father, not mine! Whether he is dead or alive, you can do as you like! "

“……” Oh, it's more and more tricky to kiss Mommy!

If you want to talk to Lin xueluo about the terms, it's not enough for her to be a Taoist!

After dinner, the little guy wrote "be kind to others" with a sad face.

Every time I write it, I will take a look at my father: you are so happy, your son has suffered a lot!

"Snow falls, I want to discuss something with you."

Feng Xinglang's voice was solemn and dignified.

"Do you want to write for your own son? Don't talk about it

"Lan youyou offered to marry my brother and give Tuan Tuan a complete home..."