In view of the fact that Mrs. Feng ER is not a master who will love her children, there are two bedrooms in the suite prepared by Feng Xinglang and Yan bang.
Feng Xinglang and Xing Shiwu live in one room, while Feng ER's wife lives alone.
The night is already deep, and Xing Shiwu is still waiting at the door.
Mrs. Feng ER, who didn't want to sleep, became interested.
"Fifteen, I'm sure your father must be being bullied by Yan Bang now!"
The woman knows that Xing Shiwu is waiting for Feng Xinglang. It can be seen that the child likes Feng Xinglang as a temporary father.
"No. Yan Bang is my father's friend. He won't bully my father! "
The little guy turned his head and glanced at Mrs. Feng ER who was sitting on the sofa wearing armor.
"It's hard to say..."
The woman drew the ending long, "now your identity is Feng Xinglang's son. It's perfectly reasonable for you to go to see your father as a son! Yan Bang's bedroom should not be far from here. You can go and have a look at it yourself! "
What a woman wants to play is unknown, but it can be seen that she is really boring.
So he began to amuse himself, amusing Xing Shiwu, who also didn't sleep!
"Dad told me not to walk around!"
Maybe the little guy wanted to find Feng Xinglang in his heart, but he remembered what Feng Xinglang had told him.
"Oh, thank you for being the adopted son of Hetun. It's a shame to Hetun! You can't find your way back when you get out of this door, can you There is no doubt that a woman is trying to motivate a child.
"I'm sure I'll find my way home!"
Even though he is calmer than his peers, Xing Shiwu is only a child after all.
"In that case, do your best to find your father! Maybe he has drunk too much now and is squatting in that corner to vomit! "
The words behind the woman played a role. The little guy was really worried that his temporary father Feng Xinglang would get drunk.
"Then I'll go Looking for Dad? " The little guy asked.
"Well, go! If you can't carry the drunken Feng Xinglang, you can call a pawn to carry your dear father back! "
"All right. I went
The little guy was fooled by a woman. It also stems from Xing Shiwu's concern for Feng Xinglang.
Seeing the little thing rush out eagerly, the woman sighs a little: this Feng Xinglang is really popular!
Not to mention Xing Shiwu, who is only a few years old, even she seems to want to get closer to Feng xinglangduo, or get some ways to get close to Songtai from him!
Although Feng Xinglang just said that he had a way to make Songtai fall in love with her Women really believe him a little!
Alternative personal charm?
"Hey, little one, go back to your own room! Don't run
Xing Shiwu, who just ran out, was yelled by a muscular man in the corridor.
"I'll go to my father!"
Xing Shiwu is also the adopted son of Hetun, which is not something that ordinary people can denounce.
Before waiting for the muscle man to speak for the second time, the little guy turned a curve and ran away.
"Hello Don't run
With this cry, half of the living quarters of Yulong city are in a state of first-class alert.
Xing Shiwu also successfully met the head of the leopard.
"Little thing, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"
"I'm looking for my father Feng Xinglang!"
The little guy deserves to be neither humble nor arrogant. And it's not just in the play, it seems to be a little fake.
"Your father Feng Xinglang has gone to bed! Go back to your room and sleep The leopard's head is sharp.
"Where does my father sleep? Is he drunk? "
Xing Shiwu insisted on meeting Feng Xinglang. He Tun, his adoptive father, told him to take good care of Feng Xinglang, a temporary father. If there is any special situation he can't solve, you can contact Xing BA at any time.
"It's none of your business to know where he sleeps The impatient hum of leopard head.
"It's none of my business! I'm his son, he's my father
It seems that all the adopted sons selected by Hetun seem to have such a small temper.
"Oh, are you serious? It seems that you are the next Oscar winner! "
Leopard head teases the thin Xing Shiwu.
"What are you arguing about?"
Yan Bang opened the door. Yan bang in pajamas. It seems to be sleeping, or just ready to go to sleep.
"Bongo, this little thing said he wanted to find his father Feng Xinglang."
"Your father's asleep." Yan Bang frowned coldly.
"Did my father drink? Are you drunk? Can I go in and see him? " The little guy insists on meeting Feng Xinglang.
At ordinary times, Yan bang, who is impatient, may have already thrown the child back to Baotou, but since Xiaodong is the adopted son of Hetun"All right, then come in!"
Even leopard head didn't expect that Yan bang, who had never liked and forbidden outsiders to enter his living room, even allowed Xing Shiwu to enter to see feng Xinglang!
On the luxurious bed, Feng Xinglang was sleeping, breathing steadily and with a pretty face.
"Dad."
Xing Shiwu ran to him, but found that Feng Xinglang was sleeping deeply. The little guy sniffed Feng Xinglang's nose and mouth, smelled a little wine, just a faint smell.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of your father. Go back and take care of your mother
Yan Bang gently swayed Xing Shiwu's head. a faint smile on one 's face.
The little guy nodded cleverly, "then please uncle Yan!"
"Well, no trouble!" Yan bang was very angry.
After covering the quilt for Feng Xinglang, the little guy reluctantly left Yan Bang's living room.
Staring at Feng Xinglang's handsome face, Yan Bang's breath seemed heavy.
Some rough fingers touch Feng Xinglang's angular face, like a pen that is crude, but try hard to draw a soft and delicate picture!
Yan Bang creeps over and sniffs Feng Xinglang's breath: the taste of wine seems to be able to make Yan Bang feel drunk in an instant!
"Don't worry Don't touch you! I go to the gym... "
Feng Xinglang's eyelids seemed to roll slightly, then fell into a deep dream.
……
When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was the next morning.
It was a heavy sleep.
The return of consciousness, the original bleary face, then convergence sink.
They have all the clothes they should have, but they have been completely changed.
This is Yan Bang's living room, but Yan Bang is not in it.
The movement of the various organs of the body, flexible. There is nothing missing and nothing added.
"Awake? It's time for you to keep fit
Yan bang should have just finished fitness, and his tendons are still tight. With Mr. bodybuilding's nearly perfect ABS and Mermaid line. Feng Xinglang just glanced at him, "I don't want to make money by selling meat!"