Chapter 602: Sensational Last Ace (Part 2)

Xing Ba is eating breakfast, but also eats quite slowly.

He clearly felt a little trouble walking towards him step by step.

Half of the ham was in the mouth, and almost half of it was in the throat; Xing Ba swallowed the food in his mouth.

That taste is not good.

Enjoying food and filling your stomach mechanically are two different mental states.

"Old man, open the door, my fairy tale book is forgotten in the basement."

The little guy's voice carried such a hint of coquettish tone, this time without the fierce vigor of the fake tiger.

"Fifteen, you need to know: Although the righteous father is not at home, he will always have other ways to know everything that happened at home."

Xing Ba's voice was very low. Low enough to hear clearly only when he was close to his fifteenth.

"You don't have to tell your righteous father, just don't?" The little boy asked.

Xing Ba shook his head with a sigh, "The righteous father does not believe anyone, he only believes in his own eyes!"

It seems that the little guy still doesn't understand.

In fact, Hetun is playing the final game with Feng Xinglang.

Hetun wants to see: Can his adoptive father be better than his biological father, Feng Xinglang!

Feng Xinglang seems to be playing this game with Hetun:

It was the blood-thickness relationship that finally saved their father-son relationship;

Or is Hetun, the adoptive father better in his mind?

Therefore, Hetun left the little guy to develop a relationship with Feng Xinglang.

Controllable is okay. If it develops to an uncontrollable level, what Feng Xinglang brings will only be a disaster.

For Xueluo mother and son, the prospects will not be very good.

"Nuo Nuo, don't worry about your eighth brother, go back to the study and wait for the teacher. The teacher is almost there."

Xing Ba's sentence ‘the righteous father does n’t believe anyone, he only believes in his own eyes’, Xue Luo still understands.

On the surface, Hetun is oblivious, but he will monitor the home in many ways.

After lunch, Xue Luo sent away the teacher.

Lin Nuo also got caught in Xing Ba.

Looking at the little guy's bulging pockets, Xing Ba's brows straightened: Is the charm of this dad really as magical as the legend?

Where is he going to get back his fairy tale book, clearly want to go to the basement to give food to Feng Xinglang's **** dad!

Of course, seeing Xing Ba is equivalent to not seeing it!

Anyway, he also led the way: let Lin Xueluo's mother and son develop the relationship with Feng Xinglang!

Although Yifu Hetun said so, Xing Ba still felt the calmness in Yifu's eyes!

For Xueluo mother and son: the more kind you are to Feng Xinglang, the more you dig your own grave.

So, after enjoying the cuteness of the little guy for a while, Xing Ba opened the door to the basement.

In fact, chocolate beans are really a good thing.

Not only is it sweet to warm the heart, but it is also high in calories that can replenish the energy required by the body to the greatest extent.

It's just that every time Feng Xinglang eats one, he won't feel good. I did n’t have much room to eat!

He felt it: his children loved him.

Even if he had abandoned him twice, the little thing still had a hope and longed for his father's love.

The darkness is full of eyes, so that Feng Xinglang has time to think.

There is no anxiety in the imagination, but a strange peace.

When he heard the sound of the door being opened again, Feng Xinglang jumped up from the board, hit his body against the iron fence, and blocked his steps to rush to his son Lin Nuo.

"Nono ..."

Feng Xinglang's voice was rejoicing and reassuring. But it became husky after dehydration.

Because the wound on his hand could not be treated with medication, Feng Xinglang's body seemed to be beginning to have a fever.

"I'm here to get my fairy tale book!"

The little guy explained his purpose. But his eyes were deeply attached to Feng Xinglang.

"Oh, then you can get it."

Feng Xinglang did not deliver the fairy tale book, but placed it on the ground inside the iron fence.

The little guy needs to come closer to get it.

Feng Xinglang squatted down, staring at his son who was approaching him slowly; a slight smile drew on his chapped lips, slowly rippling on the pale white face.

"Nono, you can see Dad, Dad is really happy ..."

Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, leaving almost only his mouth. But his eyes were full of deep love for his son.

"All said: I just came to get my fairy tale book!"

It seems the little guy didn't want to admit that he came in to see his own **** dad.

Feng Xinglang no longer said anything, but embraced his son Lin Nuo who was approaching him tightly in his arms.

"Nono, dad loves you ... I love you all the time!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was deep and dumb, only their father and son could hear.

But because of the shackles of the handcuffs, such a hug is not full of joy and is not very comfortable; but the little guy is still intoxicated by the way of assholes.

In fact, he was not completely intoxicated, at least he cleverly packed the food in his pocket into Feng Xinglang's pocket.

Five minutes later, the little boy came out of the basement holding the fairy tale book.

Xing Ba's brain was wide open: Is there a blood book of Feng Xinglang in this fairy tale book?

For example, write the previous paragraph: "Wife, I was wrong; I have been deeply in love with you".

Therefore, Xing Ba stretched his feet a little, and tripped the small fifteen with a careful look on his head.

I didn't fall to the little guy, it was just the fairy tale book that was thrown far away.

Xing Laoba took the first step to pick up the fairy tale book.

A quick page turn, the blood book was not seen, and Xing Ba was more or less a little disappointed.

But I saw a small piece of paper with yellow and rough edges falling from it.

Xing Laoba was extremely fast, grabbed the little piece of paper in front of the little guy, and looked upside down: I saw a color ultrasound picture, but I couldn't see what was on the picture.

"What the hell?"

"With your IQ, I don't understand!"

The little boy stomped his feet and quickly snatched the little color ultrasound picture from Xing Ba.

This little picture, the little guy has seen it.

That's what the little guy saw in the safe in the office of the president of Xinglang Lang.

Daddy is very baby.

"Can you understand?"

Xing Ba asked. He did n’t even understand, he ’s a dog!

The little guy was too lazy to talk to Xing Bamo, but picked up the fairy tale book, grabbed the small picture in his hand, and ran toward the cheetah in the room where Mommy was falling.

"Mummy, this is the bastard's father! Give it a look."

The little boy gasped and raised the small picture in his hand to Mummy Xueluo.

When Xue Luo saw the small color ultrasound picture, she was stagnant for a few seconds, and then burst into tears ...