Chapter 1192

"Nono Nono! My son... "

When Feng Xinglang called for the second time, he couldn't sit still.

I haven't seen my father for a month. Although I can talk on the phone every day, I still miss my father very much.

No one's love can replace the love of his father Feng Xinglang; besides, Linnuo children are still missing their father's love for five years!

"Mommy, when it's time to be reserved, you're not reserved; when it's time not to be reserved, you're not reserved!"

Generally speaking, the kid has not fully understood the meaning of "reserved". Maybe in his opinion, the so-called "reserve" is that he doesn't want mommy to be too close to his father, and as long as he is kissed by his father, he will be silly!

The little guy said as he climbed down from his chair, "I don't want to compare with you! I want to go out and teach you a lesson: Feng Xinglang, the bastard who has left his wife and children here for so long, has gone! "

Watching the little figure of her son who can't wait to run to her husband's arms, the nose of the snow fell again sour.

She knew that her son wanted to kiss his father! Every time I receive a call from Feng Xinglang, the little guy is very happy.

"Bastard Feng Xinglang How did you come! Wife and children have been waiting for you for a long time

The little guy ran to the hall in one breath. When he saw his father Feng Xinglang standing in the big living room, he took a breath and ran straight past.

"My dear son Let your father hold you

Feng Xinglang opened his arms and hugged the little things in his arms.

"Feng Xinglang you are so annoying! It took so long to pick up my wife and children! "

Originally, the little guy wanted to be proud, but when he was held in his arms by his father, his eyes turned red.

"Sorry My father is really sorry! You and Mommy are wronged! "

Feng Xinglang kisses his son's cheek, gently rubs the little thing with his high nose, gently and heavily rubs the little guy's small p-share, and tightens his little body.

"Do you miss your wife and children now? I wouldn't let you hold me if I knew it! "

The little guy was proud and straight humming, but his hands were tightly around his father's neck, bumping Feng Xinglang with his head.

"I really want to My heart aches when I think about it! "

Feng Xinglang's big palm pressed and twisted the back of the small guy, so that he was more closely held in his arms.

"Just know the pain! Don't leave your wife and children for so long next time! Do you hear me? "

Small things coax Feng Xinglang's face, like a restless, but injured and wronged little beast.

"Yes! My father will never again

Feng Xinglang bit his son Rou Dudu's little hand and raised his eyes to look around, "where's your mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't want to see you! She said she was going to be reserved

The little guy hummed, discontented with his little head against Feng Xinglang's chest.

"How reserved! Then take my father to break her reserve

Feng Xinglang gave the little guy a deep kiss. "In fact, your mom wants to kiss her father more than anyone else!"

"No! Mommy loves to kiss her son

The little guy groaned haughtily and took his father's hand to the dining table.

In fact, some things, the little guy still knows. He knew that mommy wanted to kiss his father, but he always pretended that she didn't want him. What a nerve racking behavior!

"Dear father, why didn't my adoptive father come back?"

The little guy asked as he led the way.

"Your adoptive father..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Xinglang felt a little uncomfortable: whether he admitted it or not, it was not suitable for him to call his son Hetun adoptive father. But the little guy was very smooth, very smooth.

"What do my son and Mommy do every day?" Feng changed the topic.

"Study with Mommy!"

The little guy sighed, "Oh, Mommy is more strict than our kindergarten teachers!"

"Be strict Where's your mommy? "

In the dining room, there was no figure of Lin xueluo; only a cook was cleaning up the dishes.

"I guess I don't want to see you, so I hid! Mommy is so headstrong

I knew I was hiding too, so my father tried hard to find it. It should be fun.

"Son, help father find Mommy, OK?"

"What's the good of having a son?"

"The good thing is You can think about it first. I'll ask my father for it when I think about it, OK? "

"Deal! You have to agree to any benefit your father wants

“OK！ As long as you don't hurt yourself, your father will promise you! " The amount of information in this sentence is still very large, but the six-year-old children may not be able to hear it.

When he got his father's promise, the little guy immediately started to work hard and whispered in Feng Xinglang's ear. The father and son quietly nodded and understood each other, and then walked quietly towards the study and bedroom.In the study, snow quietly looked at a Book of Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy.

Maybe it's just flipping, not reading.

The door of the study is half open. She knew that Feng Xinglang would be looking for her all over paterburg, so she locked the door of her study without affectation.

The woman in reading is as quiet as an aesthetic oil painting.

He gazed at the woman sitting in front of the desk, and his missing eyes became blurred.

"Dear son, go out and close the door."

“……” Do you want to make small moves again?

The little guy ran to close the door of the study, but he was still in the study.

"Dear son, my father will discuss with you: can you leave some private space for me to talk about love and love with your mother?"

"Of course not!"

The little guy hummed, "I know you're going to play rogue on my mommy!"

In view of his son's incomprehensible amorous feelings, Feng Xinglang has no choice but to let the little guy watch and rub: hug and kiss, which is still in the scope of children's watching!

Feng Xinglang walks towards the woman.

Xueluo raises her head to meet the man's eyes, which are so deep that she almost drowns in her eyes. She trembles a little.

"Back?"

The woman asked softly. No blame, no complaint. It's just a wife's yearning for her husband.

"Wife I miss you

The man leaned over his long arm and hugged the woman who stood up tightly into his arms.

The seamless tight embrace makes each other's hearts close to each other; snowfall breathes a man's breath, which belongs to this man's masculine taste, wisps, but strong feelings.

I don't know why, I should be angry, but xueluo can't help but put his hands around the man's strong waist

The warm and eager lips of the man are kissing xueluo's neck all the way;

xueluo wants to avoid the man's kiss, so she has to bury her head deep in the man's shoulder socket