Chapter 701: Alright ... I'm on a blind date!

Cooperating with the action, Xue Luo sent the ringing mobile phone in front of Hetun.

The muscles on Hetun's resolute face were beating calmly, the corners of his mouth twitched a bit, and he sighed slightly, before answering slowly:

"It's up to you!"

Xue Luo knew that Hetun would not answer this call!

At least not yet! As for whether it will be answered in the future, then it is another matter!

The snow fell on purpose.

She just wanted to remind Hetun: Don't be so anxious to short your pro-son. Can Feng Xinglang forgive you and accept you? The unknown coefficient is too big!

Then there is: How does Hetun know that he slapped Feng Xinglang in front of the drug store?

Did he send someone to follow her?

In fact, Xue Luo really thought about it. Even if he did follow, he was following his own son!

But Xue Luo couldn't figure it out: she hit Feng Xinglang and Hetun saw it; did Feng Xun Langda Nonuo, did He Tun choose to turn a blind eye? And Feng Xinglang yelled at her on the street, he didn't see it?

Xue Luo wanted to press hands-free in good faith, so that Hetun could listen to his son's voice. Presumably Hetun protects the calves so deep in his heart that he wants to be closer to his son!

But Xue Luo did not do so.

Because she wasn't sure if Feng Xinglang would talk to her over the phone. How embarrassed it would be if heard by Hetun!

"Where?"

There was a lazy voice from the man on the side of the cell phone, with a little tiredness.

A panic of snowfall instinct: If it is said that in the dance training center, there should be background music. You can hear it even in the hallway, or in the lounge. It cannot be so quiet as it is now.

"Mr. Feng, where can I report to you?"

When he couldn't answer for a while, and didn't think about the snowfall in the following, he replied cleverly to Fengfeng Lang.

"Mr. Feng" really made Hetun frown.

It can be seen that he doesn't like people calling his Xing Mu's 'Feng' surname!

"Oh, I haven't been in love with the little girl for only a few hours, and even called" Mr. Feng "so out of the ordinary?"

The man's voice was so fascinating. Fortunately, Xue Luo knows Feng Xinglang's billet, and he doesn't use the phone for handsfree.

Otherwise, it would be too big!

"Feng Xinglang, don't be poor. I'll pick up Nuo at the kindergarten, and then I'll go and see the blossoming ..."

This afternoon, the snow fell was indeed arranged this way.

There is only one more content: sneakingly brought his son to Repulse Bay to visit Hetun.

I never thought that Hetun didn't seem to be grateful to her, and she taught her a lesson: It was not good to say Feng Xinglang in the street and in front of Nono's face ...

"Well, I'm going to tell you about Reunion. Father Bai is still in a coma, and the boy Bai Mo doesn't know where the ghosts are going. I can't get away for a while ... I have let the driver go to the training center. I'm here to pick you up. It's your mother-in-law who picks up my dear son in person, and it seems even warmer. "

"No driver is required to pick me up ... I'm already on the road," Xue Luo said sharply.

"So early? What time is it?" The man asked in confusion.

"Oh, I have to go to the supermarket first, and I'm going to buy some fruit and spare ribs for Doudou ... Dodo said she wants to eat salt and pepper ribs."

This is a lie, it just came out of the mouth.

"Which supermarket are you in? I asked the driver to wait for you. It is also convenient to have a car."

"It's okay, I can just take a taxi ..."

"Lin Xueluo, where are you exactly?"

There was a sound of Feng Xinglang cooling down from the phone.

"..." Snow fell for a moment, subconsciously glanced at Hetun.

If Feng Xinglang knew that he was sneaking to see Hetun with his son, Feng Xinglang promised to drive over immediately.

What excuses can make this man believe in himself?

"Well ... I'm on a blind date!"

Overall, Snowfall is wit. She knew this excuse and Feng Xinglang could believe it 80%.

"A blind date? Do you dare to go on a blind date?" The man's voice began to grow fierce.

"It's not that I'm indifferent to you! You also know that the uncles and aunts are so enthusiastic ..."

Well, since it's a lie, you have to do it all. A lie must be maintained by countless lies.

"I'll ask you again: where are you all!" The man's voice became even lower.

"Where am I? Can you manage it! Feng Xinglang, what's your attitude? I won't tell you anymore, it's gone!"

Xueluo interpreted the dumb eating of Coptis chinensis with pains that could not be explained.

After forcibly interrupting the call, Xue Luo apologized and looked at Hetun. Just about to speak, but did not want Hetun to speak first.

"Can't you talk to Alan well? You have to yell so much?"

How do you hear this and feel that you are criticizing Lin Xueluo!

"Mr. Xing, you mean you blame me for not telling Feng Xinglang well: I'm taking Nono with you?"

That's enough! Is there anyone more aggrieved than her Lin Xueluo?

"It's not the time yet ... someday, I'll recognize Aaron. He doesn't have a surname. His surname is Xing, and he will have to recognize his ancestors sooner or later!"

He Tun said quietly.

It can be seen that under Hetun's self-blame, guilt, and regret, he also contained something extremely spiritually proud.

The thing that made him proud was that Feng Xinglang was his son!

It is the crystallization of the love he shared with the woman he loves.

Can he not be proud, can he not appreciate himself, can he not protect the calf?

Xue Luo really wanted to hit Hetun: You said that if Feng Xinglang recognized his ancestors, he would recognize them. You don't want to think about your arrogant and arrogant man like your own son! Can you hold him?

Well, don't do anything yourself! Wouldn't it be more convincing for him to run into a grey nose himself?

"Snow is falling, Alan used to protect you well, but he has suffered so much ... You need to be in love with him and keep emotional with him. Do you know?"

At this moment, Hetun suddenly assumed himself as Feng Xinglang's father. When she reprimanded Xueluo's daughter-in-law, she was so happy.

Xue Luo instinctively wanted to talk back but stopped talking.

So she changed her mind.

A low profile way of showing weakness.

"Mr. Xing, I also want to love Xinglang well ... but ... but he doesn't love me, everything he does is just to love his own son."

See how he reacts.

"Then you have to let Fifteen be with Alang. The father and son have been separated for more than five years, of course, the relationship must be deeper. You must also cultivate your relationship with Alang. Be gentle as much as possible, Do what you want ... "

Hetun's words couldn't be heard anymore.

Snow fall can be understood: his grandson is treasure, and his son is treasure, so she Xuelin is a grass!

"That Mr. Xing ... I'm taking Nono back to the kindergarten. Your son is looking for us."

After finally listening to Hetun's lesson patiently, Xue Luo quickly took over the conversation.

"Is this going?"