Chapter 890

Looking at the carefree son Linnuo who plays happily with Xing 12, the snow falls and he can't help sighing.

There is no doubt that this time, he is too willful!

If the love between husband Feng Xinglang and himself is not firm enough, isn't he going to lift a stone and smash himself in the foot?

Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang, the smelly man, why don't you come!

Do you want to force me to beat myself in the face?

Or have you been dating LAN youyou?!

If that's the case, this man can't let her down!

The servants are already setting the table.

Without exception, almost all of them are the favorite food of the children of Hetun's grandson Xing Nuo.

The names of Linnuo's children are also changeable.

In Repulse Bay, Hetun and his adopted sons will call the little guy Xiao Shiwu and his big name is Xing Nuo;

while in Fengjia, his father Feng Xinglang and housekeeper Mo will call the little guy Nuo and his big name is Feng Linnuo;

in the kindergarten, Lin Nuo's children continue their surname with mommy Lin xueluo, which is called Lin Nuo.

Children like to call him linnono, which seems to sound more cute.

For their different styles of nicknames and names, Linnuo children are happy to accept.

He agreed to everything.

For small things, it's just a name!

It's like calling your dog sixteen!

"Fifteen, dinner. Go wash your hands. "

Hetun called out the little ones in the wild all over the living room.

But the mood of snow is more and more cloudy.

Snow really good fear that they will lose!

Knowing that it is a very low behavior for a woman to show her love to other women. But even if it's such a low behavior, I'm afraid I will lose!

Snow has begun to regret. I regret that I have no brain for my impulse!

Why don't you take the initiative to take your son home?

But if you see feng Xinglang and LAN youyou have returned to Feng's home and are enjoying themselves, where should she go?

Xueluo really wants to slap her big mouth!

What kind of love do you want to die like this?

A smart woman doesn't have to make a clear distinction between husband and wife.

It's good to live a life in a muddle headed way, isn't it?

I've been confused for so many years, and it's the same if I continue to be confused?

Why do you block yourself!

"Mommy, this lean meat is for you. My son has bitten off the fat for you."

Linnuo children take a piece of Dongpo meat to mummy's bowl.

My father Feng Xinglang is such a flatterer to Mommy. He's good at learning.

"Thank you, son."

Snow is gratifying, but also the heart astringent.

Her husband is not around, he has been reduced to let a 6-year-old son bite fat.

The little guy is growing up. He Tun and Xing 12 in turn feeding, small things have not stopped the mouth of the Hu eat sea stuffed.

Snow eat very little, there has been a mouthful of not a chew, swallow slowly dial a few bowl of rice.

It was not until Linnuo's children had enough to eat that Xing Ba came in from outside the living room.

"Fifteen, your father is here."

"My father? Feng Xinglang? Why are you so late to pick up your wife and children? "

The little guy opened the xiaoaojiao mode, and the corners of his mouth went up: "let him wait outside!"

Snow mood, from waiting for her husband's bitter, this time suddenly bright up, girl like roller coaster like feelings!

But after hearing his son Lin Nuo's dissatisfaction, Xue Luo still chooses to be reserved and acquiesces to his son's proposal to let his father "wait well.". It's a little advice for men to come late.

Xing BAMO looked at his adoptive father Hetun for a moment, put down his chopsticks and took a sip of tea. Then he continued: "Feng Xinglang seems to have been waiting for more than an hour."

"What? More than an hour? "

Snow directly jumped up from the table, "then why didn't you say it earlier?"

Xing eight silent.

"Nono, go with mommy."

The snow came up and picked up the son on the chair.

"Take this to my father!"

The little guy grabbed the two garlic ribs left on the plate. I remember that my father Feng Xinglang, like himself, is a carnivore.

"Fifteen, there's more in the kitchen. Let the cook repack a portion for you. "

Sun Tzu loves his father, and Hetun loves his son even more.

"No! Let Feng Xinglang eat half full! There's no strength for me and my mommy! "This son is indeed his own.

When the little thing said this, she had been dragged out of the villa hall by mommy snow. I can't wait to see the man who has been waiting for their mother and son for more than an hour.

Seeing the mother and son leave, he Tun stares at Xing ba.

"You really kept Alan waiting outside for more than an hour?"

"It's not for your adoptive father to have a big meal accompanied by his grandson."

Xing Ba answered in a weak voice. It's hard for him to be filial.

Without the company of the tenth five year plan, every meal in Hetun would only be filled with food symbolically, not to mention appetite.

Weidun, Xing Ba jumps to the topic again, "but Feng Xinglang's mood seems to be very deep. He clearly saw me, and he didn't shout or shout. He just waited outside in silence. "

He Tun pursed his lips. "Isn't that boy dissatisfied with me because I let Lao Qi go?"

He Tun, as his father, is also a great one. He always cares about his own son's every move, as well as the ups and downs of emotion.

"It's possible! It seems that Feng Xinglang doesn't like it very much, but you just let LAN you go! "

After Xing Ba unsealed Xing Lang, he didn't seem to know much about it.

"The snow falls to all open mouth to beg me, see in she gave birth to 15's affection for a Lang, I at least also want to sell a face to her, isn't it?"

Hetun sighed a little, thinking about what, "by the way, old eight, how old is fourteen this year?"

"There must be seventeen." Xing Ba should be together.

"Well, let him out. You take him for a while

"Good adoptive father!"

******

xueluo is holding her son Linnuo's little hand, almost making wind at his feet.

"Mommy, slow down! Let the bastard Feng Xinglang wait for his wife and children is also should, you are too not reserved

The word "reserved" is not well understood by the little guy.

Think not reserved, should be with not serious, hippy smile, etc. is the same meaning.

Big blossoms often say that about their own Mommy.

Snow has no care what reserve is not reserved.

This inhuman Xing Ba, how can he let Feng hang Lang wait outside for so long?

By the secluded street lamp, xueluo sees the man on the door frame of the Porsche.

A little hazy tall and strong body, under the cover of the light, add a trace of mysterious charm or sense.

The man deeply gazes at the snow mother and son, watching them step by step toward their side.

"Feng Xinglang, I brought you the garlic flavored spareribs. But my son saved food for you

The more you practice, the more skillful you become.

The little guy flew over and held his father Feng Xinglang's waist in one hand. The other hand held two ribs and raised them to Feng Xinglang's eyes.

"Eat it, it's still hot."

Looking at his son's greasy little hand, Feng Xinglang didn't dislike it.

It's just that the ribs were taken from Hetun

"My father is not hungry. My son can eat by himself."

Feng Xinglang picked up the little thing from the ground and held it in his arms.

"Nono, don't get oil stains on your father's clothes."

The snow let out a slight rebuke.

"My father will not despise me!"

The little guy kisses Feng Xinglang on purpose with his greasy mouth,

"Feng Xinglang, do you dislike me?"

"Of course not."

"Then take a bite!"

The little guy reluctantly feeds the ribs to Feng Xinglang's mouth.

With his son's kindness and filial piety, Feng Xinglang no longer refused, so he opened his mouth and took a symbolic bite.

"It's too tasteful. It's not half as delicious as grandma Ann made it."

"But I think it's delicious!"

Seeing that his father didn't like to eat, the little guy began to chew on himself.

"Xing Lang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long."

Snow nestled in the past, took Feng Xinglang's arm and leaned on the man's shoulder.

"Not long. Get in the car. "

Feng Xinglang swept the woman's waist and opened the door for her.

Snow smelled the man's strong smell of smoke.

No blame, no inquiry. It's like nothing ever happened.

Such a husband, xueluo is flustered: is Feng Xinglang hiding his emotions?

Porsche is driving slowly under the neon lights.

Until the little guy who had enough to eat and play fell asleep in Mommy's arms.

It's not the way to Fengjia.

Glancing at his sleeping son in his wife's arms, Feng Xinglang slowly stops his car on the side of a park."Snow falls, let's get out of the car and have a chat."

"Oh. Good

Feng Xinglang put the seat flat to make the little guy sleep more comfortable.

Night wind, fade the day in the impetuous and hot, blowing on the cheek, microstrip cool.

Rolled up sleeves, revealing the man's strong arm.

"My elder brother took Tuan Tuan back to Feng's home."

Feng Xinglang opened his mouth in a deep voice.

"Oh..." The snow snorted, which she expected.

Then, there is the silence of each other.

"You have nothing to say to me?"

The man turned around and looked at the woman who was covered with black: her face was still beautiful, but she had faded her purity and had a mask to hide herself.

Snow slightly raised interest, decided to be honest.

"I helped your elder brother to intercede with you today and fished LAN youyou out of Hetun! You should already know? I thought you would praise me for being reasonable, considerate and virtuous! I didn't expect you to have a cold face! "

"Alas..."

Snow long sigh, "I know you are blaming me: why not this hero save the opportunity to you!"

"Lin xueluo, you have two big" stupidities "on your forehead. Do you know that?"