Chapter 529: Because I want to divorce Feng Xinglang!

Lin Nuo was frustrated when he was touched by his father and father.

And somebody has a few flesh in front of the Hungarian chamber, the little guy is really uncomfortable to convert! So, after sleeping, the little boy opened his sleepy eyes, but found that it was his father Feng Xinglang who had been holding him to sleep.

As a result, the father and son began to look at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"How could it be you? My mum?"

The little guy hummed uncomfortably. Sit up and look around in the room looking for Mommy Xueluo's figure.

"Your mummy should have gone to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the two of us."

Feng Xinglang hugged the little guy from behind, and put his back in his arms to prevent the little things from getting cold.

The two grandfathers were really dissatisfied: Mommy had already worked hard to prepare breakfast for herself. Why should I prepare it for you **** dear?

"Feng Xinglang, when did you fall asleep?"

The little guy asked cautiously.

Because Mummy told him that she was n’t allowed to call her asshole, the little guy had no choice but to call her name Feng Xinglang.

"Well ... I haven't watched the specific time! But at that time you were sleeping like a little pig! You won't wake up even if you shake it!"

Feng Xinglang's naked upper body, almost perfect muscle lines, highlights the sense of strength of men.

"So ... then have you bullied my dear mommy?"

The little fellow's face became more and more serious.

"Well ... it should be a sweet bully! Maybe I can make you a brother or sister to play with, do you like it?"

Feng Xinglang bluntly spoke with pride. It seemed that his wife and children were pregnant, and his life began to be perfect.

Brother and sister? what's the situation?

Does this **** dad really bully his own mum?

"Feng Xinglang! You hate it! Bullying my mommy while I'm asleep? I want to destroy you!"

The little guy was angry. Facing Feng Xinglang's cheek was a sharp fist.

"Shit boy, you have been violent against your dad early in the morning, and you are too rebellious! You are not allowed to mention the word" destroy "to your dad every now and then! This is called treason!

Feng Xinglang grabbed his son's fist and held him tightly in his arms, making the little guy unable to move.

"Let me go! Let me go! Feng Xinglang, you bastard!"

The little guy, bound by his hands and feet, snorted.

"If you want me to let go, you can! Unless you apologize to me! Then call me‘ good dad ’sincerely!”

Feng Xinglang and his 5-year-old son were on the bar.

Xue Luo was called back to the room by his son Lin Nuo's harsh cry for help. Holding the clothes the son has just dried.

In the corridor, Xue Luo saw Feng Tuantuan leaning against the door of the guest room. Little cute seems to want to go in, but dare not go in. Has been hesitant.

"Tuantuan? Why are you barefoot? Is it cold?"

In the face of the cute closure, Xue implementation could not complain. Because she knows that no matter what kind of contradiction between adults, children are always the most innocent.

After seeing the snow fall, the crystal clear teardrops of Feng Xiaofeng brushed straight away.

"Nono Mommy, do you really want to **** my papa from Nono?"

The innocent tears of the small thing fell into a tight distress. I didn't know how to answer this innocent and innocent little guy for a while.

"I'll take you in to find papa!"

What Snowfall can do is to lift a barefoot little thing off the ground and push the door into it.

The picture I saw was very energetic: his son Lin Nuo was bound in his arms by his father, Feng Xinglang, who was squirming like Feng Xiaolang's arms.

"Mummy, this **** Feng Xinglang has bullied your dear son again! Call your father-in-law and ask him to bring his twelve to destroy him!"

The little guy who was trapped in the frizz cried.

"Boy, I am your dear! You are my son! From now on, you are not allowed to recognize the thief as a father!"

Feng Xinglang sharply corrected his son's cognition.

"I don't want to be your son! I have a righteous father!"

"You can't let your boy scatter the wild! It was Hetun that demolished our family of three and left. Your boy still recognizes him as a righteous father? Is it your lack of mind or your mother?"

Xue Luo hugged Feng Tuan and looked at it quietly. Feng Xinglang's words are not unreasonable, but nowadays, there are some things that cannot be controlled by him.

Like their mother and son, they may return to Hetun again at any time.

"Papa, don't fight anymore ... Tuantuan is so scared."

Feng Xiaotuan hummed up. Even if it's not her business, she can cry pitifully.

******

Lan Youyou did not appear at the breakfast table.

Because of her lack, everything became harmonious.

Feng Lixin feeds the little princess Feng in her arms, with a style of warmth and beauty;

Feng Xinglang teased his son Lin Nuo, and the father and son ate a hearty breakfast.

"Nuo Nuo Mummy, can you not take away the Papa Tuan? Tuan Tuan will be pitiful ... Tuan Tuan's mummy will also be pitiful."

Princess Feng started her begging again, "Tuantu's mommy cried for a long time last night."

"Relax, Tuan Nuo Mummy won't **** your papa! You papa is an adult, who can't be snatched by anyone!"

Snow fell with a bitter smile. Five years ago, she couldn't grab a man from Lan Youyou; five years later, she couldn't rob him of Lan Xinglang's daughter.

"Thank you Mom Nono, Mummy Nono!"

Xiao Ai immediately opened her eyes and laughed.

"Tuan Tuan, you Fengxing Lang papa originally belonged to Nono Mommy and Brother Nono! You have the five-year meticulous care of your Fengxing Lang papa, what about Brother Nono? Father love! "

"So it's not that Brother Nono wants to **** your Feng Xinglang papa, but that your Feng Xinglang papa should have belonged to your Brother Nono!"

Feng Lixin corrected her daughter's wrong idea.

"It's okay! You Fengxinglang papa will always belong to you and your mummy! Because Nonuo's mummy will divorce him soon!"

Xue Luo was brewing all morning, and I didn't know how to say the word "divorce", but under the words of Feng Tuan Tuan, he was able to say it very calmly.

"Divorce? Oh, Lin Xueluo, how dare you think about it! Why, did your husband serve you last night? Would it be ruthless to put on pants this morning?"

Feng Xing hissed coldly.

"Feng Xinglang! Please pay attention to your behavior!"