Chapter 719

Along the way, the Bentley drove smoothly. I didn't rush because of the fury.

Snow mother and son sitting in the back row, quiet.

Linnuo children half crawl in Mommy's arms, quiet and clever. From time to time, he glanced at his father Feng Xinglang, who was driving. He seemed to want to see if his father's anger had burned out.

Snow quietly looking at the man's small half of the side face: chilly with a trace of cold, through the strangers do not close to the alienation.

At this moment, the snow suddenly began to pity the man.

His women and children need to carry him, go out to have fun, go out wild?

But why carry him behind his back?

Think about Feng Xinglang's thirty years He lost his mother's love when he was a child, and was brought back to Feng's home by Feng Yishan's bottle cap father. I thought that I would live with my father's love, but I didn't think that Feng Yishan knew that he had been cheated and began to scold Feng Xinglang!

After thousands of turns, I finally found my own father, but I was tortured to death

Xueluo really wants to hold this man.

The silence of mother and son made the atmosphere in the carriage more and more depressed. It's like I'm almost out of breath.

"Nuo Nuo"

Feng Xinglang called his son, "today is Saturday. If you want to have fun, why don't you call my father? Don't you like to have your father with you? "

Feng Xinglang's voice was gentle. There's no point in blaming your own women and children.

"No more I still like you son of a bitch

When the little guy heard that his father's voice was mild, he relaxed a lot.

"Then why don't you call your father and let him play with you?" Feng Xinglang asked again.

“……” The little guy chirped, as if he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Is that a difficult question to answer?"

Feng Xinglang insists on asking why.

The little guy raised his head and took a look at Mommy snow. It seems to be asking Mommy if she can say it or how she should say it.

The snow fell silent. He leaned over and gave his son a gentle kiss on the forehead. It indicates to your son that you can answer whatever you want.

Snow falls with a clear conscience. And the son Lin Nuo's answer must be Feng Xinglang can also believe more.

The little guy took a deep breath and started his long speech and the cause and effect.

"At the beginning, my mother and I planned to see the little girl in the welfare home. Later, I met the big tailed wolf Shen Liancheng He put forward to play a game, saying that he wanted me and mommy to disappear for a day, to see if the bastard dad would come to us all over the world! So you're looking for it. Give full marks to your son! "

Does his son call Shen Liancheng "big tail wolf"? Snow falls Zheng for a while, seem to feel very funny.

"What's the matter with Hetun? It doesn't happen to happen, does it? "

Feng Xinglang's question really made xueluo nervous. At the thought of Feng Xinglang and he Tun's cruel words: "either you die or I die", Xue Luo feels that her hair is trembling.

"Yes, I told Hetun that I was at the racecourse with nono. On the one hand, Hetun is thinking about it; on the other hand I also want to hire a free bodyguard! "

Xueluo takes over Feng Xinglang's question. What's more, it's true.

"Free bodyguards? Thanks for your imagination! Are you not afraid to put yourself and nono in danger of being held in custody? "

Fengxing langwenli scolds xueluo, and even thinks of finding Hetun as her and her son's free bodyguard.

"My adoptive father changed He said he would never lock me up with mummy again! I won't hurt you again! "

The little guy is still facing Hetun. After all, Hetun raised him and spoiled him for five years.

Silent for two seconds, Feng Xing asked in a low hissing voice: "that bastard's words, you also believe it?"

"Letter! The adoptive father won't lie to you

The innocence of the little guy really made his father angry.

"What? No more fifteen! Remember, your name is Feng Linnuo

Feng Xinglang forcefully corrects his son's address to himself.

"Feng Lin Promise It's ugly It's hard to remember How hard to write! It's better to write fifteen! "

The little guy yelled discontentedly. Snow immediately covered his son Linnuo's small mouth, don't let him continue with his father.

It seems to name her son, but it's nothing to do with her mother!

There was a moment's silence in the car. Feng xinglongwen asked in a voice, "nono, you can only choose one person between me and Hetun. Who do you choose?"

Snow falls one Zheng: is really dragon born dragon, phoenix born phoenix, this Lao Tzu likes to let others do multiple choice questions, now it's son's turn?

Undoubtedly, Feng Xinglang's question is quite unwise. It even sounds childish."Of course I choose you!"

It's very amusing to be a little guy. But the next words, it seems not so pleasant.

"No matter what kind of asshole you are, you are my own father! I don't have two fathers, so I can only choose you! "

"Then you are not allowed to meet Hetun in the future, OK?"

For his son's answer, Feng Xinglang reluctantly approved.

"Oh." There was a soothing hum from the little guy.

Instead of sending xueluo's mother and son back to Xia's home, Feng Xinglang took them back to the villa in Qibei mountain city.

The living environment here is unique. It's not far from the city center, and it's quite elegant and quiet.

As soon as Feng Xinglang's car came near, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open in time. Two servants were already waiting there.

"From today on, you and nono live here."

Feng Xinglang's tone is very mild, but it sounds indisputable.

"Ma'am, you are back."

Xueluo recognized the middle-aged woman among the servants, who was the sister-in-law of the moon who had served her in miscarriage.

It should be that Feng Xinglang thought that this Yuesao was very good at serving her, and she was also conscientious and responsible to her master, so Feng Xinglang left her. It's better than that she's working hard in every family.

Xueluo wants to tell Yuesao that she is no longer Mrs. Feng. But it seems that the explanation in a few words is not clear, so it is tacit.

After dinner, Feng did not leave. Alone on the balcony on the second floor, smoking one by one.

Smoke shrouded after the handsome face, a school of secrecy.

Linnuo children, who have been playing crazily for a day, fall asleep before they sing a lullaby in the snow.

Looking at the lonely figure of the man on the balcony, the heart of the snow is aching.

Slowly, the woman moved over, hugged the man's strong waist from behind, and put one cheek on the man's back.

"Xinglang I was wrong! Don't be angry, OK? "

A woman's voice is soft, as if she had been in a hot spring