"Run for my father!"
The little guy tightly clasped his father's neck, which was finally held by his father.
"The bug wants to kiss his father!" Then he gave his father four or five kisses on the cheek. One side pro, still in the heart silently counting. The big bug says that he hugs him one hour a day and kisses him a hundred times. But he doesn't say whether he wants his father to kiss him or he kisses his father. The little one will just kiss him, no matter who kisses him. As for hugging, it must be my father hugging me. Because he can't hold his father!
In the face of his little son who is suddenly so sticky, Feng Xinglang is certainly "flattered" like a pet.
Hanging in his father's arms, Feng chongchong also glanced at Yan unharmed, who was guarding a black box. It looks strong, but it's also pitiful. When you have finished the task for half a month, give him a little reward!
"By the way, bug, who are you with?"
Feng Xinglang's way of asking questions is very mild. He didn't want his youngest son to be in the mood of resisting answering questions.
"Your son But I didn't think about it. The little guy answered him without thinking about it.
"My son? Brother nono brought you here? " Feng Xinglang frowned lightly.
"It's not nono, it's the son you lost!" The little one grunted.
"My lost son?"
Feng Xinglang really didn't understand the wonderful answer of his little son, "why didn't my father remember that he had lost any son?"
The little guy hugged his father's cheek, a little serious: "dear father, you are too much! Why can't I remember losing my son? "
“……” Feng Xinglang twisted his eyebrows and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know when he had lost his son. What's more, don't you have only two sons? Plus a dry son, Yan unharmed!
In view of the fact that the youngest son often did some strange things and said some strange things, Feng Xinglang didn't ask much at that time.
When Bai Mo comes in, Feng Xinglang still holds his little son Feng chongchong in his arms.
Baimo's eyes are red and swollen, and there are some bruises on his forehead.
"Bongo..." After a hoarse cry, Bai Mo kneels in front of Yan Bang's urn.
Feng Xinglang's eyes turned red again. Long silence, long silence. So listen to the white silent hoarse cry.
Compared with Feng Xinglang's forbearance, Bai Mo will be very straightforward to vent his sadness. Sad, will be unbridled cry.
Until his wife called again, Feng Xinglang realized that he had forgotten to call his little son for peace.
"The snow is falling. The insects have arrived at Yulong city."
Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, so he immediately took the mobile phone away and sent it to his little son's mouth, "bug, say hello to Mommy."
"Good night, Mommy, the bug is going to sleep!" The little guy yawned and closed his eyes on his father's shoulder.
"Xinglang, there are still many things to be done in Yulong city. I'll ask Shishi to get the insects back." Feeling her husband's sadness, snow fell considerate soft voice asked.
"No! Worms are not easy to stick to my father I'm flattered! "
Feng Xinglang gave his little son a kiss on his warm face. "Let him follow me tonight."
"Well I didn't see that the child was so jealous at ordinary times! "
Xueluo thinks that the reason why her little son sticks to her husband so much is completely because of the appearance of Yan unharmed. With a sense of crisis, afraid to lose? At least that's how the little guy behaves!
"Snow falls, you should have a rest later and earlier."
He didn't say anything more to his wife, so Feng hang Lang hung up. His heart had been disturbed by Palmer's hoarse cry.
Thinking of the past, Feng Xinglang's eyes are moist again.
"Father, are you crying?" The little guy raised his head from his father's shoulder.
"No Bug, go to sleep! My father is sleeping with you Feng Xinglang's voice was very hoarse.
This is to fall asleep, but because of Bai Mo's cry and wake up. He just fell on his father's shoulder and watched Baimo cry.
"Father, why does he cry?" The little guy murmured.
"Because I'm sad Feng Xinglang's heart ached.
"Is that father sad, too?" Little guy sleepy eyes asked again.
"Yes My father is sad, too Feng Xinglang was silent.
"Is that father going to cry?"
"No! My father will turn grief into strength
Feng Xinglang didn't want to see Yan bang in the photo, so he set his eyes on Yan Wujin, who was watching silently.
Perhaps when he conspired with Nina to create him, it seemed that Yan Bang would die.
What is the cause and what is the result Feng Xinglang doesn't want to make it too clear! Perhaps the only thing he can do for Yan Bang is to preserve his only blood - Yan unharmed! For the next two days, Feng Xinglang was busy in Yulong city. The youngest son has been sticking to him for two days. Whether it's Yan Bang's funeral or burial, the little guy is hanging in his arms. Also from time to time to give a comfort to my fatherA warm kiss.
Three days later, everything seems to be back on track.
Feng Xinglang takes Yan unharmed back to Feng's home from Yulong city. The children of fengchongchong didn't show much rejection. He just adheres to his own father, to complete the task assigned to him by the big bug every day.
For Feng Xinglang, who dotes on his offspring, if his youngest son is willing to stick to him, he is willing to spoil him!
"Worm, brother, hold it! You can't stick to your father all the time! "
Feng Linnuo opened his arms and wanted to hold his brother who had been stuck in his father's arms, but he was rejected by the little guy.
For Yan Wuhao, who has lost his parents and is young and honest, Feng Linnuo is welcome and sympathetic.
"Don't mind the bugs!"
The little guy turned away from his nosy brother. Because the little guy thinks that the task given to him by the big bug is the biggest one. No one can stop him!
"Forget it, nono. My younger brother is still young. Just hold it with my father."
This is Feng Xinglang's doting.
His childhood was unfortunate, so he especially spoiled his own children. Sometimes it's unprincipled doting.
Feng Xinglang had a rest at Feng's house all day, and his youngest son also stuck with him all day. When he sleeps, his youngest son sleeps with him; when he eats, his youngest son eats with him.
It seems that Feng Xinglang realized that the little guy is not only sticking to him, but also "supervising" him!
"Bug, don't you miss your dear big bug and lovely little Ann?"
Feng Xinglang, who didn't have much rest for three days, woke up naturally after a sleep. Although it was a natural awakening, it was also haunted by nightmares for most of the night.
He hasn't had a nightmare like that for a long time! Maybe it's the memory of these two days, and then dream.
Is it to pay homage to Yan bang? It should be!
My father asked me this question, which made the child feel sad: he really missed the big bug, and xiao'an!
But the big bug told me that he had to take care of his father for half a month. An hour's hug and a hundred kisses every day. These three days, the little guy has finished well.
Want to return to think, but the little guy also knows: if you can't finish the task, you must be disappointed. Little guy doesn't want to disappoint big bug!
"The bug loves his father!"
The little guy hugged his father Feng Xinglang on the cheek and gave him several kisses. My father is almost sealed. I doubt my life! After a few days of grief, Feng Xinglang, who has a high IQ, always feels that his youngest son is so clingy to him, not just because he is so jealous. Because of his strict care for himself every day, the little guy didn't show any rejection; he just stuck to him!
"Little bug only loves his father, not big bug and Little Ann? That father is so happy
Feng Xinglang and his little son play a trick to ask.
"Little bug loves big bug and Little Ann, too!" When he said this, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
It seems that Feng Xinglang understood something.
……
After carefully taking care of himself, Feng Xinglang did not go to the company, but went to Repulse Bay.
He came to Hetun on his own initiative to talk about the issue of Yan Wuhang's upbringing!
Feng Xinglang clearly knew that he could not take Yan unharmed with him 24 hours a day. It's impossible to keep Yan unharmed in the sealed house all the time!
It's so easy for Hetun to have Yan unharmed! As long as the little guy goes out of Fengjia, or when he is not in Fengjia that dark and windy night, Hetun may send several adopted sons to solve the problem!
Therefore, fengxinglang turned passive into active, and he came to Hetun to negotiate with him.
The concern of Feng Xinglang is exactly what he Tun thought. He has been planning how to kill Yan unharmed, so as not to attract too much attention from his son's family. In other words, he is always looking for the time to attack Yan unharmed.
But I didn't expect that my son Feng Xinglang came to the door on his own initiative!
Estimating that his son's visit should be to ask him about his crime, he Tun listened to Xing 12's arrangement and decided to evade Feng Xinglang's advantage for the time being. After getting rid of Yan Wuhu's trouble, he would talk to his son about his heart!
Unable to see feng Xinglang in Hetun, Xing twelve was called aside.
In the face of the silent prince Xing, Xing 12 decided to act innocent. Let Prince Xing next how to ask, he said he did not know. I don't admit it even if I'm killed. I think Prince Xing can't help him!
"Twelve, what have you been up to lately?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.
"Busy taking care of my adoptive father!"
Xing Shier began to talk to Feng Xinglang about other things. "Prince Xing, I don't mean you: in fact, what my adoptive father needs most is the love of your own son!"
Feng Xinglang said with a faint smile, "you know I'm the son of Hetun?"This smile made Xing 12 feel chilly.
"I heard that Miss Wen is pregnant! I guess the baby in her stomach You should be Xing 12, right Feng Xinglang hummed and laughed again, "before I married someone else, I made their stomachs bigger How inhuman