Chapter 594: Hilarious tone

Xue Luo anxiously paced back and forth in his room.

What's wrong with myself?

Expressing in fact: Can't I let go of that man?

Lin Xue fell! Can't you be so cheap?

You've already drawn a line with that man. What do you need to be so nervous about? Is it mean!

Shearing keeps messing up! Xue Luo has been unable to calm his mood!

When I was about to lie back on my back to force myself to fall asleep, the sound of the knock on the door sounded, and I disturbed the mood that the snow had finally calmed down.

"My dear mommy, open the door, it's your dear son."

The cry of son Lin Nuo's milk came from the door.

Under normal circumstances, the snow falling back into the room will lock his door. After all, Hetun and his group of sons are five big and three big old men. The necessary precautions are still needed.

Fortunately, Hetun is not the kind of man who is inferior, and he almost never feels sorry for a little woman who has fallen off the snow. It can also be regarded as the grandeur of the previous generation.

Maybe from Hetun's point of view: Xueluo is nothing more than Yizi Xv's "bottle mom". After weaning in Xiaozhuang, it is no longer necessary.

Of course, if Lin Xueluo could take Xiaoshi back to his Hetun, he would not be too bad for her.

In addition, under normal circumstances, snowfall will reduce their own presence to a minimum. Rarely appeared in front of Hetun and his son Yizi.

"Nono."

After the door opened, the snow fell, and he was so sentimental that he took his son into his arms.

After the mother and son were tender for a while, Xue Luo asked: "Why didn't you go to bed with your righteous father tonight?"

"Nuo Nuo wants to sleep with my dear mommy!"

While the little guy was answering Xue Luo's question, he snorted and crawled upward.

Xue Luo did not continue to ask anything about the topic, but instead climbed up to her feet and lay down beside her son.

Touching his son's fat baby face tenderly like water: long eyelashes, clear eyes that are almost pure, and the tall and small nose bridge, the lines are clear and distinct lip ...

Well, Lin Nuo, the handsome son, is closer to the man.

The little guy played with the retro buttons on the snow-falling pajamas, and from time to time, he looked so hungry on the Hun in front of the snow, like love.

"Mummy, what do you mean by" Nothing is Born "?"

For a while, the little guy suddenly asked this sentence. These four words have been lingering in the mind of the little guy for a long time. Because this is what my father, Feng Xinglang, and Lin Xing were detained in the small black room.

Xue Luo took a deep breath and leaned over to kiss her son's forehead.

"Don't listen to your dad talking nonsense ... or your dad just wants to find a gimmick and wants to fight with your righteous father!"

Xue Luo did not explain to Lin Nuo the true meaning of "Nothing is Born". She did not want to put her son in the danger of Feng Xinglang and Hetun fighting again.

No matter how fierce the battle between Feng Xinglang and Hetun, Xue Luo was reluctant to see his son Lin Nuo be captured.

In fact, Xueluo knew it again: the grievances between Feng Xinglang and He Tun were not resolved, and she and her son were still only the chips or hostages that He Tun used to deal with Feng Xing Lang.

But one thing is certain: Hetun should never hurt his son Lin Nuo again.

The little guy was silent for a while.

"But Feng Xinglang has been locked in the little black room by his righteous father."

From the clear eyes of the little guy, it is not difficult to find: the touch of affection that the father and his father sealed the line and the blood is thicker than water.

That little black house, the little guy stayed. Although it is only once or twice occasionally, it is enough to keep the little ones in mind.

Darkness is undoubtedly scary for a small child.

So Lin Nuo sympathized with his own father, Feng Xinglang.

"Rest assured, it is estimated that you won't wait until dawn, your dad will be taken out!"

From Xue Luo's point of view: Feng Xinglang came to imprison Hetun as a prisoner, just to take the opportunity to play karate with Hetun, or want to go to Hetun once more.

"After dawn ... will Feng Xinglang leave?"

It seems the little guy is still reluctant.

Unlike in the Feng Family, he and Mummy are only excluded outsiders; now in Repulse Bay, the little guy feels that he can be the little master, and can be a little bit master!

"It should be."

Snowfall's response was also ambiguous. Because she didn't know: before dawn, whether anyone would come to Repulse Bay to take him away!

"Nuo Nuo sleep. Tomorrow Mommy will persuade your righteous father to take us back to Fort Pete ..."

For Xueluo mother and son, in fact, Pete Castle is a relatively free and loose prison. But now, Snowfall seems to have no choice but to take one step at a time.

At least persuading Hetun to leave Shencheng can avoid seeing him and Feng Xinglang kill each other.

"Conono doesn't want to go back to Fort Pete! Mommy can't go back!"

The little guy said quite decisively.

"Why, why? Then ... where does Nono want to go?"

The snow fell can't help but feel a rush.

"Just stay here!"

The little guy threw a vocal emphasis.

"Stay?"

Snow fell for a moment. I didn't expect that even if his son Lin Nuo was hurt so much, he still wanted to stay in Shencheng.

"Why does Nuo Nuo want to stay in Shencheng? It's because ... is Shencheng have your dear?"

Xue Luo didn't want to ask such a straightforward question, but still asked so.

The little guy was silent for a while.

"Mummy, I don't want to meet the **** seal line ... I think it's pretty good here."

The son's careful thoughts made Xue Luo listen for a while sad and uncomfortable. She bit her lip fiercely, not letting herself choke in front of her son.

"Nuo Nuobei, go to sleep. In a few days, Mummy will take you to a new life. Maybe I can find you a new father who is good to both our mother and son!"

"Just don't! I don't need dad! I don't want my dad and stepdad! I have a right father!"

The little guy muffled a few words, then snuggled into Mummy's arms and stopped talking.

***

Almost all of the night, Snowfall was spent in anxiety.

She kept listening to the movement in the villa. Will someone come to Repulse Bay to remove Feng Xinglang from the basement.

It was not until four or five in the morning that Xue Luo couldn't keep asleep.

Snowfall was awakened by nightmare. When I woke up, there was already sunshine outside.

The son Lin Nuo was no longer on the slaughter.

Anxiously got up and snorted, quickly took care of himself briefly, and the snow fell to open the door.

Just met Lin Nuo, the son who returned home.

"Mom, **** dad is still locked in the little black room."

The little thing said so ... why not take a trace of sadness?

There is a tone of joy?