Feng Xinglang takes the tearful little thing from the ground and holds it in his arms. He lovingly pastes it on the little guy's face.
Feng Xinglang will solve the problems that cause his son to cry in the first time.
"Don't worry, my dear son. If your adoptive father doesn't give orders, he won't dare to die! They are so stupid and loyal
Feng Xinglang hugged his son on his shoulder and said, "I really don't want to give my family face It seems that my father has to go out in person! "
"Dear father, what can you do?"
The little guy half prostrated on Feng Xinglang's shoulder and asked.
"There must be!"
Feng Xinglang gave a kiss on the little guy's tearful little face, "can you be stronger? This cry, are not handsome! It's a waste of my father's good genes! "
The little guy sniffed his nose and wiped the tears on his cheek with his little arm. "You're so annoying. My son didn't cry at all."
It's really a strong, good face little thing!
"Then you can't be cruel to the old twelve!"
The little guy also told his father to seal the line of Lang, "old twelve was disfigured, I must be very sad."
"The father will listen to his son, and talk with Lao Shier with reason and affection."
Tonight's Feng Xinglang is an enhanced version of the father. Careful care of the son's young heart from injury.
"My father My son believes in you! My father is the best
The harvest is not only the little guy's dependence on him, but also the little guy's trust in him.
Snow did not follow in the past, just looking at the little guy enjoying the father's love from a distance. Watching their father and son embrace each other with warmth, they are full of deep feelings.
Xueluo believes: with the protection of father and husband, the future life will be better and more beautiful!
Unfortunately I can't give this man another daughter, just a good word!
The door of Xing 12's room was locked.
The little guy looked at his father Feng Xinglang, waiting for his good way.
Feng Xinglang knocked on the door several times, and the room was really quiet. There was no response.
"Nono, are you sure old twelve is in it?" "Sure!" The little guy nodded seriously, "my uncle said that before we came, the doctor had changed the medicine for Lao 12!"
Weidun, the little guy stressed again, "old twelve must be in it! Just don't want to see people! I don't even want to see you
The little guy thought, "do you want me to call my adoptive father to knock on the door?"
"No! My father has a way to let him open the door willingly! "
"Really?"
"Of course it is! When did my father bluff you? "
"You've coaxed your son many times!"
"Do you have one?"
"Yes! But don't bluff your son this time! "
"It must be!"
Feng Xinglang knocked on the door twice again, and the sound was enough for the people in the room to hear.
"Xing 12, give me face and open the door!"
The room was still quiet.
"It doesn't matter! Your son's face doesn't work. Your face doesn't work any more! "
The little guy has just used it many times! Including "the best 12 brothers" and "your favorite 15 brothers" don't work!
"My dear son, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to take down the stage at this time?"
Feng Xinglang said in a low voice, "you should cooperate with your father. Let's sing a bitter meat plan first!"
"Bitter meat? Who's the one who's been beaten? "
The little guy asked naively. Perhaps in the little guy's understanding: bitter meat plan is that one side is to be beaten! I'm beaten and bleeding. That's the bitter meat plan!
Feng Xinglang made a hissing gesture to his son, indicating that the little guy would watch the change.
"Xing 12, what a big deal You are so hypocritical that you don't want to open the door. You make my home so anxious that it's full of tears. How can you bear it? "
Looking at his father, Feng Xinglang: do you want to perform "jumping up and down" and "tearful" outside the door?
"Nono loves you so much. How sad he is when you leave him alone
After the preparation of the emotional drama, Feng Xinglang immediately followed his offensive, "Xing 12, do you want to shut up in the room for a lifetime? I'll tell you, if you don't open the door for me today, you will regret it! "
The room was still quiet. It was so quiet that only the noise of their father and son could be heard.
"My father, I told you not to intimidate old twelve! When you say that, why are you so fierce again? Can't you be gentle? "
The little guy was very dissatisfied with his father's calling attitude.
"Xing 12, my brother's burn area is more than 80% of his whole body! I almost couldn't live! But now, don't you think he has regained his original handsome face? I know one of the world's top cosmetic institutions for burns and scalds. If you get treatment early, you can catch up with this year to find a girlfriend! ""Problems are used to solve, not to avoid! If it wasn't for the sake of my son's sadness and concern for you, I wouldn't tell him
Only Feng Xinglang can express such a sad topic in such a humorous way.
Now that I've finished, it's my son's turn to sensationalize.
"Old twelve, will you open the door? I'm really worried about you! "
"I've seen all the burn photos of my uncle. I won't be afraid, and I won't..."
The little guy tilted his head for a long time, then asked in a low voice: "dear father, what is this word?"
It turns out that these lines are lost on the mobile phone by Feng Xinglang, and then read by the little guy.
Because of his elder brother Feng Lixin's experience, Feng Xinglang knows what this kind of people care about most.
The following should be: you will not dislike the temporary ugly appearance. But the little guy doesn't even know three of them!
"I don't think you're ugly for the time being!"
After reading aloud, Feng took the opportunity to reprimand: "let you read well at ordinary times! Now it's all right. I hate books when they're used! That's silly
"Son of a bitch, you must have done it on purpose! Our teachers have not taught these very complex words, OK
To be honest, the mutual hatred between father and son, in a sense, is like a happy fruit lost in the sadness of paterburg!
The door was opened a gap, Linnuo children quickly rushed past; but was stopped by a hand wrapped in gauze.
"Fifteen, go and see your adoptive father. Feng Xinglang, you can come in! "
"No! Old twelve, will you let me in, too? "
"Be obedient! Go to the adoptive fathe