Chapter 667: Heartache, liver pain, pain everywhere!

"I will also love kissing mommy! If you do not marry a kissing mommy, when I grow up, I will marry her!"

The little one doesn't have worldly knowledge, so the words spoken are particularly childish.

Feng Xinglang smiled comfortably, and dropped a kiss in front of his son, "I have a father and I ca n’t wait for you to marry my wife!"

Wei Dun, thinking about what he thinks, and his father's affection with his son is also almost harmonious, Feng Xinglang asked in a rush.

"Good boy, why did you mingle with the surname Shen? And you hurt your foot?"

Feng Xinglang carefully supported his son's ankle wrapped in gauze with the palm of his hand. "Does it hurt? It hurts my dear! I thought that Shen's premeditated kidnapping of my dear son!"

The little boy choked his mouth and saw his father and father Feng Xinglang really hurt himself. The little guy hummed with a bit of shame: "The guy with the last name Shen is the daughter of the big witch and the husband of the little witch sister. A racecourse. I used to ride with my father ... so ... so I skipped school and rode with him! "

The little boy blinked with guilty eyes for doing something wrong, but said suddenly: "Feng Xinglang, you can hit my P shares! But you can't tell my intimate mommy! I don't want to see my intimate mommy. I'm angry and tears! "

It turns out that the son was mixed with Shen Liancheng. Lin Xueluo didn't know that silly woman?

Feng Xinglang's heart instantly felt better!

Fortunately, this time I walked a little bit, and it wasn't that I didn't blame the woman directly! It turns out that women really don't know!

"Shit, you scared your father and mother, you know?"

Feng Xinglang drowned his son's little feet and kissed him, "You want to ride a horse, you can call your dad! How dangerous it is to go alone! Besides, what if the surnamed Shen is not a good person? Do n’t rush to death, dear and dear mommy? ”

"I want to call you too ... but you are not very well, for fear you won't be able to toss!"

When Snow fell off work, the father and son had already recovered their happiness, and there was a talkative conversion and affection.

"Feng Xinglang, thank you for taking care of Nono ... I'm off work, you can go."

Xue Luo worked hard to make himself look straight into the eyes of a man. It's like going to see passerby A and passerby B.

But every time he meets the man's deep eyes, Xue Luo always feels that his heart beats faster. The more she did, the more she feared that men would see her inner peace.

"It's so outrageous and so cold ... really want to break with me?"

Feng Xinglang's voice was stained with a strong sense of charm. Like the end of a cello.

"Feng Xinglang, we are divorced." Xue Luo sniffed softly.

"Don't mention the word divorce with me! When I mention it, I feel distressed, my liver hurts, and it hurts everywhere!"

Cooperating with the words, Feng Xinglang stroked his chest, "When you have you, I only know to bully you; when I really want to lose you, I feel that this is very unpleasant, and the whole person is restless!"

Feng Xinglang whispered slightly, "Only sitting here holding your son and watching you quietly can your soul be calm!"

This sentiment is not only low-key, but also quite standard and connotative!

"Come on, Feng Xinglang! Do you think I'm still that stupid woman who didn't know?"

Xue Luo gave Feng Xinglang an angry look and hugged his son Lin Nuo from his arms. "Take your time here to calm your soul! I'm going back to eat with my son!"

This woman is so unemotional!

And also quite puzzled!

It doesn't seem to be the girl who loves him and is still spring! She must go further into the heart of her heart!

Xue Luo originally wanted to take her son on the public bus, but given that Feng Xinglang was behind him, she luxuriated and took a taxi with her son.

After watching his father Feng Xinglang driving the off-road vehicle all the way behind the taxi, the little guy beckoned and grimaced from time to time. Obviously, the little guy still likes the feeling of the **** dad chasing him and his dear mommy!

Very good! Very comfortable!

This is how my dad should chase his wife and children!

"Mummy, it's a waste of money to take a taxi! You work so hard and your salary is so small, why not take a **** Feng Xinglang's car? Why can't you live with money!"

The little guy was half-selling, and said half-sighing.

Looking at the increasing amount of money on the meter, Xue Luo was really distressed.

"Ah ... my dad turned away!"

Suddenly the little guy called out. Looking back, Xue Luo instinctively saw that Feng Xinglang's commercial vehicle turned to the right auxiliary road and left.

"This **** sealed Xinglang, only after chasing this way, he flinched, still want to recover his wife and children?"

The words of his son's righteous indignation made Xue Luo's heart agitated.

She knew that Feng Xinglang had always been impatient with her and was such a proud and proud man. Want him to chase them mother and son in a low profile? It's too whimsical!

"Nono, don't do that! Mommy has divorced him ... he doesn't need to chase us."

Xue Luo feels distressed that his son will be lost and sad, and quickly comforted: "Tonight, Mommy will make Nono's favorite bacon shrimp roll, okay?"

"Since the **** Feng Xinglang is so impatient, we don't want him anymore! What aura!"

The little guy was angry and turned his head away from watching the car.

Xue Luo's heart hurts even more.

******

Because of the bump on his son Lin Nuo's ankle, and because of the aloof look of her aunt Wen Meijuan, Xue Luo greeted her and went straight to the attic with her son.

"Nuo Nuo, sit in the room and read the children's book first. Mommy will come down and cook for you. Come up in a moment, okay?"

"Not good! I'm going to eat at the table! With my dear mommy!" The little boy said arbitrarily.

"What's so good about sitting at the table, Mommy promises to make more delicious than the dishes on the table."

Xue Luo persuaded his son Lin Nuo.

"We will move out when Mommy saves enough money, shall we?"

She was distressed that her son was suffering with cold eyes along with her, but she really couldn't bear to throw her son to Feng Xinglang. She wouldn't be able to live without her son.

"Move to live with a **** dad?" The little guy asked.

Xue Luo shook her head sadly, "No! Just our mother and son live."

"Ugh……"

The little guy gave a sigh of sigh, and stopped talking silently.

Because he was so disappointed with the performance of the **** dad today!

It's just the rhythm of being out!

Looking at the lost widowed son, Xue Luo felt really uncomfortable.