Chapter 626: Let the **** dad hold for a while!

Xing Bazhen can be said to be well-intentioned and smart.

He tried not to disobey Yifu Hetun's orders, and he could push the boat like a small thing; he wouldn't be upset by the little guy in the morning, noon at noon, and continue to be upset with him at night.

It was the little guy who discovered the anomaly himself and followed the doctor to go inside to discover the secret. It has nothing to do with him Xing Ba.

He only did one thing: he led away the fourth old Xing who was outside.

One of the biggest benefits is: Since it was the little guy who secretly discovered the secret of his father and father in Peteburg, the small things will certainly not be promoted, and he may still calmly find a way to rescue his father Feng Xinglang.

When the small things came up with a solution, Yifu Hetun had already returned to Fort Pete.

As soon as Hetun came back, Xing Ba could be considered a cross.

The next thing the little guy wants to do is that it's all about Yifu and Lao Shi, and he's completely out of relationship with Xing Ba.

I have to say that Xing Ba's abacus is shrewd.

For basic skills like tracking, Xing Shiliang taught children in Lin Nuo well.

The doctor didn't seem to notice anything unusual behind him. Of course, the surgery industry has a specialization, and his duty is to save the lives and help the wounds.

When the little guy saw Feng Xinglang in the dark room, he almost lost control and shouted. Covering his small mouth calmly, he was hiding behind the treatment car.

While the doctor was checking the vital signs on his father and father Xinglang, the family rolled back from the treatment car and hid under the sampan.

The doctor didn't notice anything strange, but Feng Xinglang felt it. Although the little guy's movements are fast, they are not enough to escape Feng Xinglang's eyes. He waited for his son all afternoon. That earnest expectation may only be realized after being a father.

Therefore, this time, Feng Xinglang cooperated with the doctor very much. The examination was quite smooth and she was in good health.

It is estimated that with the permission of Xing Ba, the doctor unlocked the handcuffs on Feng Xinglang's hand.

After telling him something similar to "Life is precious", he turned and left.

A strong hand of Feng Xinglang lay down on the edge of the pan. The little guy looked at the big hand and saw the brown scar in the palm of the big hand. It was left after being shocked, and looked a little embarrassed.

Feng Xinglang just wanted to sit up and greet his own son hidden under the board, but he clearly felt that he had a small hand in his injured palm.

The small hands were sturdy, carefully touching the wound in his palm. It seemed to worry that he would hurt him, the little hand was light and light; even Feng Xinglang could feel the traces of the little finger in his palm ...

Feng Xinglang immediately clenched the little hand.

"Nono ..." his voice murmured hoarsely.

The little guy was startled, and looked out from under the cymbal first to look at the situation in the dark room, only to find out that the doctor had left before he got out of the cymbal.

The little boy leaned on the edge of the puppet, staring deeply at his own dad, pursing his pout, and whispering:

"Feng Xinglang, why are you here?"

"I want to kiss my son! So I flew over."

Feng Xinglang described his experience so lightly. It doesn't seem to want the pro-son to feel any sadness and hatred.

The hatred of this shackle is too heavy; Feng Xinglang only hopes that his children can live a healthy and happy life.

But Feng Xinglang didn't say it, the little guy also knew that it must be Yifu Hetun who had brought his father and father Feng Xinglang to Pateburg.

Seeing Feng Xinglang, the prisoner's relative, the little man looked sad. Cover up the joy of seeing loved ones.

"Nono, I especially want to hear you call me Dad ... that feels cool and handsome."

Since it was not appropriate to talk about hatred with his son Lin Nuo, Feng Xinglang chose an easy and lively one.

He hooked his son into his arms, cluttered his cheeks, his lips, and kissed him.

Seems to rub small things into his body. He is the continuation of his life, the same blood.

Maybe I haven't been able to get a healthy and long-lasting father's love, so Feng Xinglang especially wants my child to have more.

But the little man nodded several times, but eventually he couldn't call the two words out.

"Let's talk about it later ... you take care of yourself."

The little guy was tearful. He didn't satisfy his father's request, but didn't seem to completely refuse.

Feng Xinglang can see that the little guy does not want to express his feelings for his dear under such circumstances and such oppression.

Feng Xinglang did not persecute his child, but kissed again and again with a tender kiss, which made his heart more chaotic.

As Feng Xinglang himself said: In Shencheng, he could not deal with Hetun; now he is back in Hetun's old nest, and he is isolated and helpless, and he is not even his opponent.

"Nuo Nuo, listen to your dear mommy in the future ... Protect her **** dear father. It's really not easy for your dear mommy to give you birth ... Sin ... "

If the bastard's dad dies and owes you to your mother and son, you will never be able to repay it.

Later, Feng Xinglang swallowed.

Holding her son tightly in his arms, the mood could no longer be calm.

In Feng Xinglang's bitter plan, considering that he will eat some bitterness of Hetun; it is more or less an understatement. Xing Er's assistance helped Hetun successfully bring Feng Xinglang back to Pete Fort.

The last hope can only rest on Cong Gang.

Cong Gang has always been Feng Xinglang's hole card and trump card.

Although Feng Xinglang was not very clear about the relationship between Cong Gang and Hetun, Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang could rescue him from the cruise ship in Hetun, and he was the only one who could rescue him from Peteburg people!

"Feng Xinglang, are you very sick?"

Seeing that Feng Xinglang had been lying on the cymbal, the little boy reached out his little hand to open the quilt. But Feng Xinglang clenched his little hand.

The reason why Feng Xinglang has been lying is that he doesn't want the little guy to see his cuffed feet.

The little thing is only 5 years old, and Feng Xinglang really doesn't want to bother him.

"It's okay ... father is pretending to be ill."

Feng Xinglang whispered in his son's ear, and pinched the little fellow's ear with the tip of his nose.

"Then you are hungry? I'll get you some food and come over."

The little guy was anxious to go out and find something to feed his own dad;

"Nono, don't go ... let the **** dad hold on for a while!"

Feng Xinglang knew clearly: Before Hetun rushed back to Pete Fort, he had few opportunities to hug his own son ...