Chapter 435: Is it ... Feng Xinglang's mother?

The little boy's childish eyes flashed with an incredible light of surprise.

Xue Luo didn't seem to understand his son:

What does it mean ‘a big sister who looks like me’?

Does it mean: there is a little girl who looks like his son Lin Nuo?

A little girl who looks like his son Lin Nuo? It seems ... unlikely?

Who can give birth to Feng Xinglang again?

Xue Luo could not help but associate: Even if Lan Youyou gave Feng Xinglang a daughter in a hurry, it might be a sister!

Could it be said that Lan Youyou returned to Pete Castle?

"Nono, where did you see that big sister like you?"

"In a dark house! Just light a candle ... that big sister hasn't spoken."

Xue Luo was surprised by his son's words. Because she knew that her son Lin Nuo would not lie to her. When you see it, you see it.

"That big sister ... what's her name? Isn't Nono tall?"

Xue Luo patiently asked his son Lin Nuo. I want to help the little ones to clear up the ideas they want to describe.

"Binuo Nuo is much taller ... almost as tall as Mommy! It looks so beautiful!"

The little guy couldn't help but praise. It seems that this is not appropriate, and the little guy added another sentence:

"Of course, it's still not as pretty as my mummy! My mummy is the most beautiful and beautiful woman in the world!"

This pony was taken by P!

Son Lin Nuo's words surprised Xue Luo again: a big sister who is almost as tall as her and looks very similar to son Lin Nuo?

God, isn't it Feng Xinglang's twin sister?

But I haven't heard Feng Lixin and Feng Xinglang have any sisters!

Xue Luo only knew that Feng Xinglang was an illegitimate child. He didn't know if he had a sister.

If so, how could it be in Peteburg? And Xue Luo has never seen such a woman in Peteburg!

"That older sister ... what did you say?" Xue Luo asked again.

The little man shook his head. "The older sister hasn't talked or moved! Just stand there and don't move!"

Do not move?

Xue Luo was really puzzled, "Did the older sister talk to your right father?"

In Pittsburgh, there are some places that are forbidden and the snow cannot enter. Where Snowfall can go, there is no son Lin Noduo.

"None! The elder sister ignored no one, but just stood still!"

"Just standing still? Nono, are you sure you see a living person, not a portrait?"

Snow implementation is curious. How could there be such a woman who looked like his son Lin Nuo living in Peteburg.

"How could it be a portrait? Have you ever seen a portrait wearing clothes?"

His IQ was doubted, and the little man anxiously argued.

After being fed some red wine by Hetun, the little boy flushed. Seems a little sleepy, the little guy yawns all the time.

"Mummy, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

"Mummy is going to sleep with Nono!"

Xue Luo did not continue to inquire, and picked up the slightly drunk son and walked to the bedroom downstairs.

But in the corridor of the bedroom, the snow fall holding the little guy greeted the drunk Hetun.

"Give me fifteen!"

As soon as Hetun spoke, Xue Luo smelled his mouthful of wine.

"Mr. Xing, Nono ... Fifteen is asleep, let him go to you tomorrow morning."

Xue Luo euphemistically rejected Hetun. She was worried that the drunken Hetun was unpredictable.

"Give me fifteen!"

He Tun raised his voice and scolded. The muscles on his fortitude face were beating.

Xue Luo was afraid, but for the safety of her son Lin Nuo, she was brave again.

"Mr. Xing, you're drunk. You slept wildly on the fifteenth night, I'm afraid he'll disturb you to rest."

"Give me fifteen!"

Hetun was a cold repetition. Cooperating with the action, he directly took Lin Nuo's child from Xue Luo's arms.

Xue Luo did not dare to compete with Hetun, she was worried that she would hurt her son Lin Nuo. I can only watch Hetun hug the sleeping little guy away from himself.

Hetun's pace of leaving was a bit stingy, and the snow falling behind looked scared. She followed a few steps, but found that Hetun's pace was unstable, but she held the little guy in her arms firmly.

Xue Luo did not dare to continue to chase Hetun, but he did not rest assured that the drunken Hetun would not be good for his son Lin Nuo.

After thinking about it, Xue Luo decided to go to Xing Twelve.

Five years of transformation transformed Xing Shirhuang from a clean young man into a handsome adult man.

When he saw Xing Twelve in the winter rain that year, he was less than 18 years old and thin and thin; now Xing Twelve is much stronger than that year.

Xue Luo tapped the door of Xing Twelve's room twice. She rarely came downstairs to find any of the sons of Hetun. Normally, she would only stay on the third floor, and she would come downstairs only during the day.

The moment he opened the door, he was clearly wearing pajamas, but Xing Shirfang just blushed when he saw the snow just after bathing.

Xue Luo didn't know what caused the young boy who was in front of him to embark on a path of no return, but Xue Luo still felt sorry for Xing Shier.

"Twelve, your righteous father was drunk, and he held Nuo Nuo forcibly again ... I am worried that Nuo Nuo will disturb your Yifu to rest. Could you please go to your Yifu room to have a look? "

Xue Luo was really worried about the safety of his son Lin Nuo. The little guy is everything to her, and her spiritual backbone is more important than her life.

Xing Shierzhao's face sank a bit and raised his interest slightly, "Today is the day of my mother-in-law's sacrifice! Let's not bother my righteous father!"

"Why ... what? Today is the day of your righteousness ... the righteous mother's sacrifice?"

The snow fell for a moment. No wonder Hetun looks special today. It turned out that Hetun really had an unforgettable love journey!

"Relax, my righteous father hurts fifteen. Fifteen will definitely be fine. Let fifteen accompany my righteous father tonight."

Xing Shiliang's words brought a little petition.

Although Xue Luo was still worried about her son Lin Nuo, she had to nod in agreement.

Back in his room, Xue Luo suddenly remembered what his son Lin Nuo had just said: a big sister who looked like him!

Could it be said that the older sister is Xing's mother-in-law?

Hetun's wife?

And he looks a lot like his son Lin Nuo ...

Is it ... Feng Xinglang's mother?

If the mother-in-law in Xing's twelve mouths is really Feng Xinglang's mother, it means that the sketch that Feng Xinglang's mother left to Feng Xinglang is Hetun!

The more Xue Xue thinks, the more I feel that the poorly painted portrait is really like Hetun! Especially the thin scar at the end of the eye.

But the little guy's name is sister, at this age ... it seems that there is a big difference!

Xue Luo seemed to think that his son said that ‘big sister’ without saying a word, but just standing still?

Not a portrait, but also in clothes!

The snow fell more and more weird.