Chapter 1855

The shadow disappeared from the study on the third floor of Fengjia.

Even the dim light in the study was taken away by him. What's left is the silence of the night and a sleeping man!

The shadow melts itself into the darkness, and the picture between the fingers is more wrinkled.

Should be to analyze the origin of this photo, but this moment is not that mood! Just standing in silence, like the flowers and trees in the dark night, there is no sound.

The cold night seems to want to rob the warmth of all things in the world, to cover them in the cold and crush them.

For a long time, the man in the dark seemed to move: he slowly raised the photo in his hand to his eyes, and then slowly turned it over

Indistinctly, the guard saw a line of words in the photo: aggressive and leaked font!

I can't see what it's written, but the crazy font already shows who it's from!

With the light of the mini flashlight, the man in the guard saw the line on the back of the photo: "dog, don't let me catch you! 】

how much resentment is there?

Deceitful things How could you have guessed that he would come to get this picture?

Light smile slowly spread in the guard's cheek, bit by bit in his whole face halo dye open!

Want to get him? Is it that easy? You're the only one?

Instinctively, the bodyguard turned around and looked at the study on the third floor of Fengjia villa bathing in the dark: should he go upstairs and write three big words on someone's face: "it's up to you"?

If you do, it's someone's way! Maybe he's waiting for his exposure!

The game has just begun. He has plenty of time and patience.

A lifetime!

In the dark quietly watched the direction of the study on the third floor for a long time, the guards disappeared again.

……

Feng chongchong, who woke up first, didn't cry or make any noise. He got up and rubbed his sleepy eyes. When he thought of something, he immediately looked down at his palm and found that the picture of the big bug was missing.

"Big bug Big bug

The little guy murmured two times, immediately lifted the quilt and began to look for it.

But after searching all over his little bed, he didn't find any pictures of the big bug. The little guy climbed over the guardrail and climbed down from the crib.

When Mommy falls asleep on the big bed, the little guy shouts twice. Seeing that he can't wake up the sleeping Mommy, he starts to look for her.

It's time to open it. It's time to leave the bed. Even the lying mother was half scratched and half pushed to her side by him, but still no picture of the big bug was found.

Where are the photos of big bug? I remember last night I had been sleeping in my hands

The little guy thought of his bastard father: he must have been taken away by the bastard father!

But the bastard didn't sleep in bed, did he? Did he go to the place where many beautiful sisters loved to kiss him?

The little guy climbed out of bed and ran towards the door of the master bedroom barefooted. When he passed the study, he found that the door was hidden, so he pushed it open and took a look: he found his father Feng Xinglang, who was lying on the sofa snoring heavily.

"Big bug Big bug... "

The little guy immediately ran over, pulled open the blanket on his father's body, pulled out his hands and looked at them one by one: no big bug photos!

Although the bastard does not have it in his own father's hand, it doesn't mean there is no other place. So, the little guy began to search his father's body, even his father's mouth.

Then the coat, and then It wasn't until somewhere sensitive was pulled apart by the little guy that Feng Xinglang woke up from his dream.

I thought it was a peach blossom dream, but I didn't expect that the guy who was doing evil on him was his little son!

"Worms? What are you doing? What are you pulling dad's pants for? "

Feng Xinglang is sleepy, caresses his son's head and kisses his face tenderly.

"Big bug Big bug... "

There is ambiguity. Fortunately, the little guy is only two years old. It should be a simple name.

Think of what, Feng Xinglang quickly sat up from the sofa: last night I was sitting in front of the desk, now how to lie on the sofa?

That picture!!

Feng Xinglang picked up his little son and ran to his desk, only to find that there was no picture on, under or around the desk.

Did that dog really come?

Monitoring!

Feng Xinglang picked up big bug's little son and quickly walked to the computer room.

As a result, Feng Xinglang was both excited and disappointed.

The disappointment is: the monitoring was fixed at around 11:30 last night; the excitement is: who would think so carefully?After searching the whole study, I couldn't find the black-and-white photo. But Feng Xinglang can be sure and sure: the photo was snatched from his sleeping little son, and then brought into the study!

Go downstairs and ask housekeeper Mo and aunt an. They didn't go into the study on the third floor last night. Besides, Feng Xinglang also told them: there was no need to come upstairs last night! As for the lost photo, it should have nothing to do with them! His wife, Lin xueluo, was first excluded by Feng Xinglang. Because it was the wife who coaxed her little son to sleep last night, she had too many opportunities to take or put away the photo. When Feng Xinglang went into the master bedroom, his wife and little son fell asleep. Moreover, the little

son still held the wrinkled picture in his hand and refused to let go.

It seems obvious where the photo is.

With someone cat and mouse game, never let Feng Xinglang disappointed!

"Big bug Big bug Wow... "

What's more, I don't know how to find a picture.

Tired and sleepy, the snow finally woke up by the cry of his little son.

"Bug, why are you crying?"

“mama…… Big bug

The little guy spread out his hands and indicated that there was no picture of Mammy.

"Is the insect like a big insect..." When xueluo saw that she was squinting at their mother and son's husband, she got angry immediately: "Feng Xinglang, where's the picture on chongchong's hand? Did you take it away? Do you wake up early and make your child cry like a father

"I want to ask you more! How can you say that if you don't see a picture of a bug sleeping in your hand, it will disappear? "

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes, catching the subtle changes on his wife's face. "You said Can Cong Gang cheat his corpse last night, and then take his own photos? "