Chapter 925

"Fifty percent! But But now it's only 30 percent That guy has a weapon on him

A triangular iron like thing flew past the left shoulder of the v-face mask, splashing a piece of flesh and blood.

"Throw it to him! Move gently, don't hurt yourself! Try to leave by yourself, and I'll meet you outside! "

"Good!"

After answering the v-face mask, he threw the canvas bag on his shoulder in the grass, and then jumped over a rockery to escape from the scene.

Xing Shishi didn't go after the v-face mask. Because when he opened the canvas bag, he saw a red, sleeping face.

It's the little fifteen they're looking for!

Hearing the sound behind him, Xing Shishi immediately put on his canvas bag and flashed behind the rockery. Then he saw Yan Bang pushing Feng Xinglang's wheelchair, surrounded by a group of muscular men, toward the basement.

Xing 14 didn't have time to find Xing 12. When they met, they decided to take the 15 in the canvas bag and leave Yulong city.

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the most painful thing is that Lin Xue, a mother, has fallen.

In recent days, she has hardly been able to really close her eyes. Don't want to cry, but tears are rolling down uncontrollably.

He and his son experienced too many hardships, enough to make her unforgettable.

She really only wants to live the life of ordinary people!

But even this insipid wish was destined to be a kind of extravagance.

Who can blame?

Blame my uncle and aunt who pushed me to Fengjia at the beginning?

Or your charming husband?

Pick up a powerful father, not to mention, but also for his lover who can die for love

And there's more than one! Even men and women!

That's enough!

What a messy living environment it is!

Snow has thought: is their mother's and son's life without Feng Xinglang this man, can calm down?

For the past few days, xueluo has been locking herself in the master bedroom on the third floor. She decided to trust her husband, the father of her children.

She doesn't want to go to Repulse Bay to find Hetun for help, and it's not convenient for her to go to Yulong city to inquire about the situation.

the only thing she can do is to wait.

Every passing minute is a torment for Lin xueluo!

I really don't know how to calm down my thoughts and worries about my son. Xueluo's palm has been pinched out by his fingernails.

When her child is taken as a hostage, xueluo is angry, but helpless.

When can this kind of day stop! Xueluo felt that she could not hold on any longer.

The whistle outside the window interrupts the sadness of the snow. The sound of the flute seemed to come from Fengjia courtyard.

She immediately stood up and looked near the window sill. Just a glance, then instant tears.

From the business car, she pushed out her husband Feng Xinglang, who was sitting in a wheelchair;

but in her arms, she held her sleeping son Linnuo!

"Nono Nono... "

Slow down God son to the snow, immediately stumbling toward the bedroom door to run downstairs, want to plug in a pair of wings directly fly to the son's side.

Feng Xinglang, who was pushed out of the business car, attached himself and gave his son a kiss. The little thing was still sleeping, and his face was red.

Feng Xinglang, who went to Repulse Bay, after seeing his son Ping'an, his first reaction was to take the little thing back to Feng's home and give it back to his wife, his child's mother!

Because Feng Xinglang knows: women are more worried about the disappearance of their son than he is!

The son was born in October after a woman had gone through all kinds of hardships. A woman is more concerned about her own flesh and blood than anyone else.

Fortunately, Hetun didn't stop him. Instead, he immediately called a spacious business car in the back row to escort his own son and grandson back home.

Heart to heart, you can understand Lin xueluo this mother is how heart lead their missing child!

"Nono Nono... "

The snow that rushed out of the living room of Feng's family fell down, and she almost tumbled over the steps.

"Snow, slow down! My son is fine. "

Feng Xinglang wanted to get up to help the woman, but he still had a broken leg. And with a sleeping son in his arms.

"Nono Mommy's own son

Xueluo snatches the little thing from Feng Xinglang's arms, hugs it tightly, and kisses it again and again with her tearful face.

With the help of the medicine, the little guy slept soundly. The little face was unusually red.

Feng Xinglang quietly looked at the woman kissing the baby in his arms, his eyes soft enough to drip water.

Fortunately, both the woman and the child have returned to him safely, and it's worth the pain."Nono, wake up Open your eyes and have a look at mom, OK? Nuo Nuo, wake up... "

Xueluo kisses her son's face and finds something strange, "Xinglang Nono, how come he hasn't woken up yet? "

"On the 15th day, Yan Bang's people were fed some sleeping medicine."

He Tun, behind the wheelchair of Feng Xinglang, replied, "you'll wake up later. Don't worry too much."

It's not hard to tell from his words that his views on Yan Bang are deeply rooted.

Xueluo just looked up at Hetun and didn't take his words.

Subconsciously, xueluo's resistance to Hetun has developed in his heart.

A overbearing and powerful father-in-law who wants his daughter-in-law to accept his own son's illegitimate daughter, really makes xueluo dislike it!

Although this misunderstanding has been solved, the influence and shadow have been formed in the heart of xueluo.

Snow again and again gently stroking the son's face, tears and inadvertently dripping. Her little life came back to her, which was better than anything.

"Mrs. snow, go back to the house. It's windy outside. Second young master's leg... "

It's housekeeper Mo talking. He was not only concerned about the missing young master, but also about Feng Xinglang, the second young master whose legs were fixed with steel plates.

It's not convenient to enter Hetun.

Feng Xinglang's ability to escort him all the way to Feng's home has already been regarded as giving him face.

"Alan, take care of fifteen And take care of yourself. "

After the wheelchair, he Tun's concern came, and Feng Xinglang curled up his hand slightly.

He didn't look back, let alone reply.

"Uncle dad, come and push you into the house."

From behind Xing 12, a small figure emerged.

It's a round trip.

Cute is always there. Just silently watching uncle dad and aunt incomparable baby love sleeping brother nono.

Cute is envious, but also sad.

After losing so many days, will my papa and mama love me as much as my uncle dad and aunt love brother nono?