Well, I have to admit that the newly cut Qimei pot covered by his son Lin Nuo is really ...
Alternative!
Cover up the little guy's forehead that looks like Feng Xinglang completely; add the little baby fat at the two cheeks of the little guy, and he will be 80 to 90% of the original with his dad. Many similarities were suddenly reduced to four to fifty percent.
In other words, at first glance, other people's eyes will be attracted by the other kind of pot lids, and they will not pay much attention to the little guy's long image.
Therefore, Xue Luo is very satisfied with her son Lin Nuo's new hairstyle.
"Ugly, ugly, but Mommy thinks the new hairstyle of her son is super handsome!"
Xue Luo used a brush to clean the small broken hair that fell on his son's neck, and sighed on the little boy's glum face.
"Mum, my dear son now seriously doubts your aesthetic."
The little boy was crying with a somber little face. Although he knows that he is not the most influential son of Yifu Hetun, he is definitely the coolest one!
But now, his handsomeness was ruined by a sudden change in temperament by Mimi Xue.
Xueluo knew that: only changing his son Lin Nuo from the shape, it could only cure the symptoms but not the root causes. The key is to instill some beliefs in his son Lin Nuo.
"Nono, do you love mommy?"
After Xue Luo took a deep breath, the mother and son started talking about Feng Xinglang. Xueluo knew that even if she did not allow her son Lin Nuo to meet Feng Xinglang, Hetun would still take the little guy to see Feng Xinglang!
Snowfall cannot stop it, nor can it stop it!
"Of course, Nono loves kissing mommy! Even if the hairstyle of the kissing son is ruined by the kissing mommy, the kissing son won't blame the kissing mommy!"
Little guy full of little grievances. But he would not be able to blame Mommy Xueluo for not.
"If one day your righteous father wants you to choose between mommy and your ... daddy, who would you choose?"
Snow fell again. With a slight intent.
"Of course I chose to kiss my mummy! I will not choose that **** dad! He dare to bite his mummy like this, I can never spare him! I will take the old twelve to destroy him tomorrow! "
The little guy immediately filled with indignation, full of firm belief to maintain Mommy.
It's exactly the same as Xue Luo expected: Son Lin Nuo will definitely choose her as a mum.
Xueluo didn't know what choice Hetun would let his son Lin Nuo or let Feng Xinglang make, but she knew very well: He Tun must want to use his son Lin Nuo to deal with Feng Xinglang!
This is beyond doubt!
"Nono, can you answer Mommy?"
"Mum, you say, my dear son, listen."
"If your righteous father takes you to meet Feng Xinglang, can you promise Mommy not to recognize him? Because Mommy doesn't want to lose you!"
In fact, Xueluo knew: Even if his son Lin Nuo did not take the initiative to recognize Feng Xinglang, Hetun would tell Feng Xinglang.
But Xue Luo would rather be the latter!
Because the nature is different!
With Feng Xinglang's wisdom, he will instantly understand: He Tun wants to use Lin Nuo to deal with him.
But what can this do? It's just her Lin Xueluo's self-deception!
The little guy did not answer in a hurry, but looked back at Mommy Xue Luo, his eyes were deep.
Although still a 5-year-old child, Xueluo found that the little guy had already had his own little thought.
"Mum, you cut this ugly new hairstyle for your dear son, are you worried that the **** will recognize me?"
"Lin Nuo! Don't be so vulgar! Anyway, Feng Xinglang is your biological father. You can't recognize him, but you can't scold and disobey him!"
Xueluo corrected his son's suffocation caused by his dissatisfaction with his father, Feng Xinglang.
"The one named Feng Xinglang is really my father?" The little guy asked.
"Yes."
Xue Luo took a deep breath and answered her son Lin Nuo in a positive and serious way. At this point, Xue Luo didn't want to deceive his son.
The little guy was silent for a while.
"Relax, Mommy, Nono will always be Mommy's kiss son!"
The little guy held his voice firmly.
Xue Luo's eyes suddenly turned red, and she embraced her sensible son in her arms and choked silently.
"I'm sorry Nono ... Mummy is useless ... Mummy can't give you freedom or the home you want ... I'm really sorry."
If you have a future life, you must choose a good one again, and do n’t give her this incompetent mum as a son.
Xue Luo's distressed twisted up.
"How can we blame my dear mommy? Mommy has given birth to Nuo Nuo very hard and very hard! Nuo Nuo must grow up faster and stronger than the righteous father, in order to protect Mommy."
The little guy didn't mean to blame Mommy. Anyway, it adds self-blame to yourself.
******
When Yuan Duoduo returned home from overtime, he found that his security door was open.
Stolen?
The point is that there is nothing to steal at home!
When Yuan Duoduo rushed into the door, she found that Feng Xinglang was smoking on the sofa in the living room.
The sturdy long legs rested on the coffee table, and the sturdy physique lay lazily on the sofa, looking extraordinarily evil.
"Seal, seal second, are you still there?"
Judging from Feng Xinglang's sharp eyes, he was very awake at this moment, without drunkenness.
Yuan Duoduo stared at the room subconsciously: Did Lin Xueluo successfully jump out of the drunk lion?
Pretty wit!
"Tell me Lin Xueluo's contact information!"
Feng Xinglang said in a cold command. That is a kind of deterrent that can penetrate into Yuan Duoduo's heart.
"You don't even know that you are a husband, how can I know!"
Yuan Duoduo went to the kitchen and drank a glass of water. In this way, she calmed down her heart, and judged: Did this Xinglang know that Lin Xue had returned to Shencheng, or did she not?
"Yuan Duoduo, don't force me to cut off all your wealth in Shencheng! This house still owes a mortgage, if the bank withdraws the auction ..."
Feng Xinglang stretched his voice to stimulate Yuan Duoduo's weakness. He knew how much Yuan Duoduo had paid for this house.
"Feng Xinglang, don't go too far!"
Yuan Duoduo instantly exploded.
"Then you quickly give me Lin Xueluo's contact information!" Feng Xinglang pursued.
"I really don't know! I'm a puppy for lying to you! When I was about to talk to Xue Luo where she had been in the last five years, you came over and knocked at the door!" Yuan Duoduo truthfully explained.
"That is to say: You admitted that two hours ago, you hid Lin Xueluo?" Feng Xinglang asked in a loud voice.
"..." Yuan Duoduo's intestines were regretful.