Chapter 800

"Feng Xinglang, your face hasn't been pasted. How can you know that mommy is ungrateful! Besides, my mom's PP is not cold at all

The 5-year-old still can't understand the meaning of his father's words.

The little guy thinks: the embrace of Mommy snow is always the warmest.

Feng Xinglang just gave a faint smile and didn't explain it to his son. He passed the little guy's increasingly solid body and gently kissed him on his forehead.

That deep love is beyond expression.

Feng Xinglang really loves his hard won son.

Slightly, his eyebrows frowned, and he couldn't help thinking: in order to give birth to the hard won woman who gave birth to her son

After so much suffering, it's right to be a little bit affected with him.

It's not surprising why my son has been so precious to his mother!

Snow fall, this Mommy is worth his desperate love! Little guy's life, come too hard!

"Yes, my father, listen to Noro. No matter how difficult, will take the initiative to pursue and please your mommy, never stop

Perhaps he was pestered by his son, or his own feeling, Feng Xinglang deeply realized: this woman is worth pampering herself!

"Feng Xinglang, you are just like a man!"

Linnuo's children are not stingy in the pro father Feng Xinglang's cheek ring of a chirp, father and son embrace together and kiss and coax.

Xing twelve and others were at the entrance of Repulse Bay, watching the father and son in the car intimately through the half opened window.

Well, my father's love can never be replaced by anyone.

It's not surprising that the little guy laughs so "innocent" and "unscrupulous.".

"Then come in with me! The dishes cooked by the adoptive father's cook are delicious! "

The little guy is hanging around Feng Xinglang's neck.

"No way As soon as I see your adoptive father... "

It seemed that this kind of address really made people feel flustered. Feng Xinglang changed his words and said, "as soon as I see Hetun, I want to beat him to death!"

The little guy moved his mouth: he saw with his own eyes how his father Feng Xinglang was beaten by his adoptive father Hetun.

Therefore, it is understandable that my father granted Xinglang the right to hate his adoptive father Hetun.

"All right! Good night, Feng Xinglang

The little guy didn't give up on his father's cheek, and then he moved his little body to get out of the car.

"Do you want to kiss your father?"

Feng Xinglang put forward pitifully.

The little guy sucks his mouth and takes a look in the direction of Xing 12. He seems a little embarrassed.

"Dear Dad The best papa, a good father who kisses his son... "

After all, he is still a child. He nestles up in Feng Xinglang's arms and tries to be cute.

The relationship between father and son has been further sublimated in a short period of time;

it is completely rooted in the blood of father and son.

Xing 12 has been waiting for a yawn, and the mobile phone in his pants pocket has shaken several times. He knew that the call was either made by Xing Laoba or by Lin xueluo. Both of them should have been forced by their adoptive father Hetun.

From the balcony on the third floor, you can see the entrance to Repulse Bay, and naturally you can see feng Xinglang's car.

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"my favorite Mommy The best mummy Your favorite son is back! "

This cute girl is really addictive. Just after selling cute with her father Feng Xinglang, the little guy came back with a brand-new mobile phone to sell cute with mommy xueluo.

The dinner has been set up. Although snow will also set the table with the cook, it is no longer as submissive as before.

"Nono's back? Are you hungry? "

Snow squatted over and hugged her son who rushed towards her happily.

"Not hungry! I ate with my father outside! "

For the son's answer, snow did not ask what. She didn't want and couldn't stop her son from enjoying his father's love.

"Fifteen, didn't you see your adoptive father here?"

Seeing that the little guy didn't even take a look at himself, he pestered Xing 12 to play intelligent robot. As his grandfather, Hetun was a little upset.

More unwilling to be left out!

"Adoptive father The best adoptive father

This cute little guy is really addicted to selling.

A little thing in a good mood is cute to everyone. Just being carried in all the way by Xing Shiyi, the little guy also gave him a loud kiss. On weekdays, little things are rarely so close.

At the time of dinner, xueluo no longer goes to the kitchen to eat casually. Instead, they sat at the same table with Hetun and had dinner.

Xueluo does not want to have a high position in front of Hetun, but only to change her son's impression of her as a submissive mother.The dinner was very rich, almost all of which were the favorite of Xiao Shiwu and Lin xueluo.

"When the snow falls, don't make trouble with Alan. I'll move back with you tomorrow. "

Hetun is always contradicting himself these days: he wants to leave the snow to fall on his mother and son. In this way, you can not only hold your own grandson every day, but also have a chance to have a look at your own son!

But he Tun is in deep sorrow again. His son Xing Lang thinks that he always guards at the entrance of Repulse Bay, which makes him sad.

"Nuo Nuo and I are just eating you. Who are you for a few days? Why don't you drive us away? "

A piece of broccoli was put in the snow and sent to Linnuo's mouth; the little guy immediately turned away.

"If you don't eat, you can't sleep with mommy tonight! Sleep alone on the sofa and sleep on the floor!

Green vegetables are always the food that little guys refuse.

Needless to say, this dinner with his father must have been a mouthful of green vegetables.

"Mommy, you are so fierce that you don't like nono's kiss Mommy."

It's no use trying to be cute. Xueluo still puts broccoli into the little thing's mouth.

"Cook P shares itch again, always do this green not pull Ji thing!"

"It's Mommy! You beat Mommy! "

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"Children don't like to eat. Why do you force them to eat? If you are afraid of unbalanced nutrition, just eat a balanced diet

Seeing that the little things were forced to feed their favorite broccoli by the snow, Hetun was unable to see any more.

On weekdays, xueluo will tell Hetun a lot of truth carefully, but tonight xueluo is too lazy to say it.

"Linnuo, it's no use persuading anyone! You have to eat these three mouthfuls of broccoli! I gave birth to you, and I can't control you any more? "

Xueluo rolled up her sleeves and forced the last mouthful of broccoli into her son's mouth.

In fact, the snowfall can be changed into a more gentle and kind way, but tonight's snowfall seems to be deliberately shown to Hetun.

"Snow falls, 15 is still a 5-year-old child, do you need to be so horizontal?"

Hetun put down his chopsticks a little louder. The resolute face also sank a bit.

"When we were locked up in the waste mushroom cultivation room with less than 10 square meters, our mother and son still had chains on their ankles, eating and drinking together, and they didn't live as well as a dog How come no one has ever asked about our mother and son? "

Snow does not want to shed tears, but still can not hold back.