But Feng Xinglang didn't want to continue to live like this.
Live or die, we must have a good time tonight!
Even if there is something wrong with him, he can give his wife and children a sunny and healthy future.
Must be pregnant with a new life of the wife, more eager to end such a day of hiding! She and her son nono, as well as the new life in her stomach, all need a quiet and sunny living environment!
Therefore, Feng Xinglang wanted to create more favorable opportunities for the people of celesto.
"Mr. Yan, please sing a little song with Mr. Miyamoto first! Fifteen tired, I sent him back to his room to rest.
Listen to my father said that he was tired, the little guy quickly crawled on Feng Xinglang's shoulder and yawned with him.
Perhaps this is why Feng Xinglang likes Xing Shiwu. I'm only 9 years old, but I'm observant and smart. Moreover, the father and son cooperated very well.
Miyamoto wentuo immediately politely stood up to see him off. It's natural that Miyamoto can get along with Yan Bang alone.
"Yulong city has many steps. It's inconvenient for you to hold your child. I'll see you off!"
Of course, Yan Bang didn't want to sing a little song with Miyamoto, the dwarf wax gourd. Even if he just sent Feng Xinglang back to his room to have a rest, Yan bang was willing to do it.
"Don't bother Mr. Yan. We can go back by ourselves."
Since it is to create opportunities for the people of celesto, how can Feng Xinglang let Yan Bang follow him.
"Goodbye, uncle Yan! Goodbye, uncle Miyamoto
The little guy is very helpful: yawning and waving goodbye to Yan bang and Miyamoto.
"Goodbye, 15 children!" Miyamoto also gentlemanly waved with the little guy.
"Mr. Yan, please treat Mr. Miyamoto well! He's a valued customer of GK venture capital! "
Yan bang, of course, was reluctant. He doesn't care what kind of customers he has. All the guys who affect him to send Xinglang back to his room to have a rest are not happy with him! But since Feng Xinglang has already opened his mouth, Yan Bang naturally wants to give him face. Even if it is perfunctory for a while, and then drive away Miyamoto.
Feng Xinglang left quickly with Xing Shiwu in his arms. Yan Bang didn't follow.
"See you off, Mr. Panther!"
"Good!" Leopard head followed.
At the corner at the end of the corridor, Feng Xinglang turned back and stopped following his leopard head.
"Leopard head, you stay and stare at that Miyamoto! I heard that guy is a bit abnormal Today, he insisted that he would come to Yulong city to see Yan bang. I don't think it's right! You'd better stay outside and watch! Be careful that he will use some dirty means
"Then I'll go back and watch! Second master, be careful yourself
In general, leopard head is quite easy to coax. Feng Xinglang can coax him dozens of times a day, but he doesn't take the one who has been seen through.
After opening the leopard's head, Feng Xinglang and his son continued to return to the room.
"Dad, are you tired? I'd better get down and go myself. " The little guy is considerate and wants to walk on his own.
"Not tired! Dad likes to carry you like this! "
Feng Xinglang kisses the little guy on the forehead. Not all for acting, but also with some real emotional expression.
At night, Yulong city is full of money.
It's at least 200 meters away from the front business area to the living area.
The living area is far less splendid than the external business area. The more you go inside, the quieter you are. Even the lights were dim.
Although the little guy is crawling on Feng Xinglang's shoulder, his eyes are very sharp. He has been looking around alertly.
"Fifteen, are you afraid?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.
"Not afraid!" The little guy more tightly encircled Feng Xinglang's neck, "Dad, do you think this will be our last hug?"
Feng Xinglang's heart slightly hurt, "no! Since God has arranged this fate between our father and son, we will surely be kind to our father and son! "
"Dad Dad Dad
Along the way, Xing 15 sometimes light, sometimes loud, and sometimes low called Feng Xinglang, never tired.
"My dear son Good son Good son
Feng Xinglang responds with the little guy. The happy atmosphere of father and son is more real than real father and son!
If this picture is shown to Feng Linuo's children, it is estimated that his small universe will explode again.
How could you play so happily with a wild child? Father Feng Xinglang doesn't care about his son!
Coldly, the little guy suddenly hugged Feng Xinglang's neck and whispered, "Dad, there seems to be someone on your left! There's one in the back, too! "
"I'm not afraid! With Dad, they won't hurt you! " Feng Xinglang patted the little guy on the back.
It has to be said that the little guy has quite a keen sense of smell for his surroundings. Because at that time, Feng Xinglang didn't feel that someone was approaching him."I'm not afraid! Dad, if they hit you harder, don't fight. Seventeen and fourteenth will follow, and the adoptive father will certainly find a way to save us. "
Xing Shiwu himself was not afraid. Because in the training of the manor, he was beaten. On the contrary, I'm worried about my father's fengxinglang.
"You're not afraid, even more so is Dad!"
Feng Xinglang hugs Xing Shiwu more tightly.
To be honest, Feng Xinglang felt guilty when he let his 9-year-old child die instead of his own son.
These days, he has been doing his best to treat Xing Shiwu well.
For a moment, Feng Xinglang felt a dark shadow flying towards him on his left side
As soon as Feng Xinglang turned around to look for it, a powder like substance came up on his and Xing Shiwu's faces.
"Who?" Feng Xinglang gave a sharp roar.
After sucking in a lot of fine powder particles, he felt that his head began to spin. He tried to hold Xing Shiwu tightly in his arms, but he was still weak on the ground.
Because lying in Feng Xinglang's right shoulder socket, the little guy didn't smell many tiny particles. He was reflexive enough to hold his breath. After the powder was almost sprinkled, he took a breath carefully.
It is not easy to take two fainting living people from Yulong city. Naturally, they will think it over in advance.
When the cleaning car with special garbage is pushed away from the living area, it will be almost finished when it is put into the parking lot and the back-up box is stuffed.
"Who are you?"
It was Yan Bang who roared loudly. He was really not interested in singing any songs with a short wax gourd. After Bao Tou brought a group of yulongcheng CHILDES and princesses to accompany Miyamoto wentuo, he found an excuse to leave.