In order not to let Yuan Dingduo wake up from the door bell, Xue Luo rushed from the bedroom to the living room.
Feng Xinglang and his son Lin Nuo. Both father and son are good.
Son Lin Nuo was taken by Feng Xinglang to the Feng family for dinner. Presumably, Feng Xinglang was here, and Lan Youyou didn't dare to hit him.
Xueluo knows: his son is absolutely impossible to eat because of his loss; at least the sinister and insidious loss is hard to say ...
Xue Luo really felt that she was too nervous: Maybe Lan Youyou wanted to change her face for her daughter.
"Big blossoming ... Big blossoming, open the door! I know my dear mommy is at your house! You can't hide it!"
Obviously not working without opening the door. Seeing that his son had begun to hit the door with his little fist, Xue Luo had to open the security door.
What caught her eyes was Lin Xue's slightly unkempt tears.
"Lin Xueluo, have you cried? Is my brother married Lan Youyou? How do you think you are so reluctant to my brother?"
Feng Xinglang was wittyly testing the snow fall in his way.
"Why are you here? Didn't you let you sleep with Nono tonight?"
Xue Luo did not want to discuss with Feng Xinglang about the marriage of Lan Youyou and Feng Lixin; she was also not interested in Feng Xinglang's humor.
"I don't have a kiss on my mummy, my son can't sleep!"
The little boy hugged Mummy's waist, "We have already negotiated: if you don't go back, we will live together at Daduduo!"
The little guy said as he looked in the direction of the bedroom, "Oh, what about the big blossoms? Is it already snoring? It's not scientific!"
"Nuo Nuobao, Aunt Doudou is not feeling well today. Don't disturb her."
Seeing his son curious, he wanted to look into the bedroom, and Xue Luo quickly took his son.
"Big Blossoms are not comfortable? Then I have to go in and see her ... Big Blossoms ... Big Blossoms ..."
While the little guy was cuddling, the cat bent over from the side of his mother, Lin Xueluo, and ran his legs towards the room.
"Nuo Nuo ..." Xue Luo quickly chased after him.
In some ways, Feng Xinglang was still a gentleman. Instead of entering Yuan Duoduo's bedroom, he sat on the sofa and waited.
On the coffee table near the sofa, Feng Xinglang found the test sheet of the Maternal and Child Health Center.
Yuan Duoduo, pregnancy week 13? Down's screening at high risk?
Yuan Duoduo is pregnant? And it's been 13 weeks? 13 weeks, three months! !!
Feng Xinglang stretched his thoughts back, as if, as if, three months ago, Yuan Duoduo had been given ...
Isn't this little Baby Yuan Duoduohuai white silent?
This kid is so fierce that he can get it all at once?
Down's screening is at high risk ... Feng Xinglang is familiar. Because he accompanied Lan Youyou to do this check.
At that time, although Feng Lixin had stopped steroid treatment for three months, she was still at high risk of teratogenicity. Therefore, any examination of the fetus at that time, Feng Xinglang will be particularly enthusiastic.
It wasn't just this list that made Feng Xinglang frown, but Yuan Duoduo's attitude towards the child.
It's been three months, and I haven't killed it yet, I think I was born ...
What did Yuan Duoduo think? He wanted to give birth to a child that was forcibly occupied by a man.
Do you still want to take this child without a father to love and marry?
Feng Xinglang didn't know much about the background of Yuan Duoduo's growth, so he really couldn't understand Yuan Duoduo's decision.
Xue Luo successfully grabbed and ran into the bedroom to try to quarrel with Yuan Duoduo's son Lin Nuo.
But when she walked out of the bedroom, she found that Feng Xinglang had seen the test sheets. It seems that there is no need to cover up.
With a man's high IQ, all the concealment will only be to cover up.
Xue Luo sent Feng Xinglang and his son Lin Nuo downstairs, and pushed his son into the car.
"Feng Xinglang, Doudou is quite inferior ... I don't want too many people to know about her pregnancy."
Snow's mood seemed to be very low. She felt that she and Yuan Duoduo had the same sadness and sympathy.
God seemed to fall asleep before they could make their two poor women suffer again and again.
"The child is silent?" Feng Xinglang asked.
The snow fell silent. Be regarded as the default.
"You didn't persuade Yuan Duoduo to destroy this child who should not be pregnant?"
Feng Xinglang questioned with blame, making Xue Luo mourn instantly.
She stared angrily at Feng Xinglang, spilling a word from her teeth: "Neither of you is a good man!"
The accumulation of resentment made Xue Xue feel uncomfortable. "In fact, I should have listened to it and killed the children who shouldn't be pregnant! Is it right, Feng Xinglang!"
Feng Xing silently said, "Your situation is different from Yuan Duoduo!"
"Yes! It's different! My situation is worse than hers! There was blocking before, and there was chasing after! It is not a miracle that our mother and child can survive!"
It wasn't Xue Xue who suddenly remembered these sad times, but these creepy encounters, which were always engraved in her nightmare.
Feng Xinglang was silent.
For a long time, "I will let Bai Mo give Yuan Duoduo an explanation!"
"Not at all! Blossoming is not rare in any of his explanations!"
"You're not her, how can you be the master for her?"
"..." Xue Luo gritted his teeth. "Just because of Baimanade's character, he would be responsible for Doudou!"
"Isn't there still Father Bai! He won't let his grandson's children drift and helpless."
Xue Luo sighed slightly. "But I always think: Doudou should not accept any help from Bai family. She is so strong."
"I believe Father Bai, he will handle this matter in his way. After all, he has more bridges than we have traveled!"
The snow fell silent. No endorsement or refutation.
"But the child in the blossoming belly may not be ... unhealthy."
"With Bai's financial resources and today's high-tech medicine, I think there should be no major problems."
Xue Luo endorsed Feng Xinglang's proposal.
"Feng Xinglang, you have to work harder tonight, take Nono with you alone. I'm going to stay with Dodo, I'm worried she will do something stupid."
"Hmm ... okay."
Feng Xinglang Yi stepped forward and drew snow falling into the dark of the corridor entrance.
"Give me a little bit of benefit: You can give me a kiss, or let me have a kiss, you can only choose one."
"Feng Xinglang, don't be too ..."
The snow fell, and the man's tongue filled up, blocking her half-opened mouth.
Kisses, thin and dense, sticky like magnets attached to each other.
The woman's resistance was swallowed up by a more overbearing kiss;
The kiss crippled her and kissed her hot!
What I want is the pretty beautiful Hongxia of the woman.
The snow that was kissed so badly fell, and while calming down, Leng Buding saw a person standing behind Feng Xinglang.
It's Xing Twelve!