Chapter 1797

Feng chongchong didn't continue to give you too many surprises.

Except for the occasionally repeated "big bug", he refused to say any other words. Including his father and mother, as well as his brother and sister, he refused to open the golden mouth.

And the patience of Mommy xueluo seems to be more tenacious. Not as anxious as before, but that the youngest son is not mute after all. It's only a matter of time before you open your mouth and say the whole thing.

He thinks that his husband Feng Xinglang is responsible for his little son's ability to speak. Xueluo subconsciously makes his little son close to his father. And the little guy himself is not tired of it.

Feng Xinglang, who came back to the office after the regular meeting, fell into inexplicable meditation when he saw his little son playing alone.

The little guy raised his head and looked at his father. He murmured a few words in his mouth: "big Big Insects. "

The voice is not high, more like a reminder of the inquiry. Because the little guy seems to have caught some rules: after dinner, his father will have time to take him to the big bug.

Seeing that his father didn't pay attention to him, the little guy didn't waste his time to do useless work, and then he began to play by himself.

At noon, Feng Xinglang made good use of his status as "Prince".

Xingtun, who was afraid to pack his lunch from the twelve Branches of the river, didn't ask him to call him.

The chance to be close to Feng chongchong's children is also a pleasure for Xing 12.

"Bug, come here and let your adoptive father hug you!"

Xing twelve boldly claimed to be his adoptive father in front of Feng chongchong. He knew that Feng Xinglang would not sue his adoptive father in Hetun because of these trifles, so he was so confident.

Even if Feng Xinglang is angry, he can't beat himself. It's just dry gas. What can he do?

I don't know whether Feng Xinglang has heard it or not. He just looks at Xing Shier and pours at his little son. He's a little more restrained.

Return adoptive father? Keep dreaming. I don't even call my father, OK!

The little guy started to run, but his short leg couldn't run as long as Xing 12, so he caught him just a few steps and picked him up. All at once!

"So fond of children Why don't you have one of your own! The little teacher I think it's not bad! "

Feng Xinglang comes near and lies lazily in the sofa. He looks lazily at Xing 12, who is playing happily with his little son.

"That little teacher is not as good-looking as Lin xueluo! The child born may not be ugly

This reason Should Xing twelve be happy to praise his wife? Or should Xing twelve scold his wife's indiscreet thoughts?

"If it's not your own seed, the child will look better It can only be someone else's child! "

Feng Xinglang hummed quietly.

Xing twelve was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the struggling little guy who was being tightened in his arms.

"You have to be nice! Right, bug

Xing Shier glanced at Feng Xinglang on the sofa, "Prince Xing, if you can give birth to a son, just give me this little bug to raise!"

“……” Feng Xinglang was speechless and said, "that's not good! My child, I have to support myself

"Stingy!" Xing shierjing gave a straight look at Feng Xinglang.

"By the way, what you were asked to bring..."

Feng Xinglang subconsciously looks at Feng chongchong, his youngest son, and seems to be worried about whether the little thing can understand, "have you brought it?"

"Yes! The signal source has strong capture and good concealment! "

Xing twelve habitually asked, "who are you targeting? If it's not convenient for me, I'll let the old fourteen do it for me! "

"Well, I'll think about it."

Feng Xinglang just echoed, and did not argue and explain.

Thinking about what, "by the way, I've done something to make people beautiful! From next week Remember to look smart! "

"I'm afraid I'll be handsome again Lin xueluo will take a fancy to me and throw you away! "

Xing twelve was full of self-confidence and took a glance at Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang just lightly raised his lips, "you don't have to worry about this! I am the only woman who loves me

"Cut! What a shame

Xing twelve Piao came to a highly technical big white eye.

……

After lunch, Feng Xinglang was a little gallant and gave his little son a bug to pee.

"Here comes the big bug..." There was a sudden, inexplicable sound.

The little guy immediately looked around happily, but he couldn't find any figure about the big bug.

It seems that this "big bug" really exists The seal is bright and the pretty eyebrows are slightly raised.

"Do you want to go to Da Chong's house? Well, after peeing, my father will take you there. "The little guy didn't mean to pee; in order to please his father, Feng Xinglang, Leng squeezed out a few drops of meaning.

"Bug, do you like big bug, or do you like your father?"

And Feng Xinglang also successfully completed the action on his hand: he stuffed a button big thing into the sandwich pocket outside the little guy.

"Big Big bug. "

The little guy repeated, holding his little waist, indicating that his father had peed well and could start.

Feng Xinglang decided to change the place of his lunch break to CongGang's haunted house.

Along the way, the little guys were excited. Small mouth recites the fire star, every turn a corner, the little guy will be happy straight hum.

There are no roadblocks. The road is clear.

The dead thing! It's not safe to die! Do you have to do something to brush the sense of existence?!

Don't let me catch you, or you will never be able to survive!

Before brushing his face, Feng Xinglang subconsciously looked around at the environment: although it was deserted, it was not overgrown with weeds.

It's like this all the time. It's like it's never changed.

Do you neglect the tenacious vitality of weeds?

Feng Xinglang slightly closed his eyebrows. In the little guy's crying voice, he opened the smart door.

As soon as the door was opened, the little thing squeezed in and ran straight through the living room towards the corner.

"Feng chongchong, slow down Pay attention to safety

Feng Xinglang didn't chase Sahuan's little son. Instead, he was tired and lying on the sofa in the living room, which was not very comfortable.

"My father is squinting in the living room for a while When you're tired of playing, come and find your father. "

Feng Xinglang lay on his side, looking really sleepy.

The living room was quiet. Perhaps the only sound is the invisible earphone in Feng Xinglang's ear.

"Big Big Big bug The insects... " The shouts were changed, accompanied by the little guy's footsteps and gasps.