Chapter 702: A mass of flesh

There was a hint of wonder in Hetun's eyes. Of course he wanted to leave Snowfall mother and son, but what he thought of, but couldn't speak.

"Is it impossible ... you want to keep me and Nuo Nuo for dinner? Your son is not happy that Shen Cheng is looking for his son!"

Snow fell muttered.

In the end, Hetun nodded helplessly. He chose to reconcile Fengxinglang.

"By the way, Mr. Xing, Nono's account, I want to transfer to my name." Xue Luo tentatively asked.

"Go to your name?"

He Tun stunned for a moment, "Isn't it nice to stay in my grandfather's name!"

very good? Mr. Hetun, just do you think it's fine?

"That's what Feng Xinglang means! He, he agreed to give me Linuo's custody."

Xue Luo decided to use Feng Xinglang to suppress Hetun, striving for the custody of his son.

He Tun frowned slightly. "How is this? Nono is the child of our Xing family. From now on, his big name is Xing Nuo, his little name is Nono, or fifteen."

"Nuo Nuo is my Lin Xueluo's child!"

To be honest, the snow fell at this moment, inexplicably angrily. The child she gave birth to is so hard, why can't it be her Lin Xueluo? Do not change the name, or why not transfer her son's account to her mother?

"Why are you in a hurry? I didn't say fifteen is not your child. You will always be fifteen's mother!"

Hetun felt that Xue Luo suddenly became irritable and arguing, which seemed unreasonable.

"Mummy, can Nono bring this intelligent-robot home?"

The child Lin Nuo ran out with a robot in his arms, and he was so cute that he wanted to bring back the toy that Yifu Hetun gave him.

"No!"

Snow fell down and refused. Slightly accented.

"Nothing? Nono likes this robot!" The little guy was upset.

"Then how are you going to explain to your dad where this robot came from?" Xue Luo asked.

"Just because of the puppet given by the righteous father ..."

After speaking, the little guy didn't seem to feel suitable, so he reiterated, "Just say it's the one my mom bought for me!"

"Your mother-in-law, I earn less than 4,000 a month, can I afford this tens of thousands of dollars of IQ robots?"

In fact, Xueluo deliberately disputed this with Hetun.

She reminded Hetun: There is a deep gully between you and your son Feng Xinglang, which is difficult to cross.

"Fifteen, intelligent-robot should stay with Yifu first. Whenever you want to play, just come to Yifu."

Once again, Hetun chose to transfer. Avoiding his son Feng Xinglang may show resistance and sharpness.

After thinking about it, the little guy still persisted intelligent-robot.

Hetun held Linuo's child to the gate of Repulse Bay.

Snow fell on Xing Ba's business car, but Hetun still loved the small things in his arms and refused to let go.

"If you miss your righteous father, come to see your righteous father, you know? Old Twelve will pick you up."

"I know the righteous father."

"Don't play tricks with your dear, be a good obedient boy, okay?"

"Understanding father ..."

"Don't mention it to your dad ... for a while, see your elder father, understand?"

"got it."

"Your dad hasn't recovered completely, so you don't have to hug him, okay?"

"Yes, I know! Yifu, don't stop me again, it's getting dark ..."

The little guy was finally impatient.

The snow falling in a business car is both angry and funny.

His son has another loved one.

In the off-road vehicle, the little man sighed, "Mummy, it seems that the right father has really improved!"

The snow fell silent.

Yeah, Hetun is indeed getting better! Can it be forgiven?

The disaster and grievances that Lin Xueluo suffered, who will pay for it?

Everything is like having a nightmare. Fortunately, the nightmare has passed, and he woke up.

"Nuo Nuo, if your dad asked where you went in the afternoon ... what do you say?"

"Just say my dear son who obediently goes to school in kindergarten."

Looking at the skilful tone of the little guy, it is certainly useless on weekdays. Although Xue Luo did not agree with his son's lying, this time there was really no way. If Feng Xinglang knew, what moths would come out again.

Suddenly Xueluo said: their mother and child did not really have freedom! It's just that the cage for their mother and son is bigger. She still lives in the shadow of Feng Xinglang and Hetun.

For example: It is really difficult to win the custody of his son Lin Nuo with Hetun.

But things are artificial ...

Xue Luo did not return to Xia's house, but brought her son Lin Nuo to Yuan Duoduo here.

As early as three hours ago.

The doorbell hurriedly came, and Yuan Duoduo thought he had come to make her a nutritious meal, and opened the door.

"You ... what are you doing?"

What shocked her was that the comer was Bai Mo.

Bai Mo's handsome face was depressed and a little bit cold, full of suffocation, as if waiting for the next second to erupt.

His gaze jumped directly from Yuan Duoduo's clean face on her stomach ...

Yuan Duoduo instinctively covered his slightly swollen belly with a cardigan.

"Yuan Duoduo, you're so **** shameless! I've given you ten million dollars. Do you still want to fight?"

Without waiting for Yuan Duoduo to speak, Bai Mo's unbearable words attacked like a cannon:

"You want money crazy? Don't you want to use your child to satisfy your greed for money? And it's a deformity! Like you, it's a disability ..."

"Snapped!"

A slap in the face hit Bai Mo's face, Yuan Duoduo's hand was shaking so much that it wasn't her own.

"Go ... Go!"

Yuan Duoduo roared hysterically.

"Small woman, you ca n’t get any good from me. Go to my old man's pit? He is almost ninety years old. You use a deformed fetus to stimulate him. Are you **** still human?"

"Do you want money? Say, how much do you want! I buried your **** alive with money, OK?"

"Go ... Go!"

Yuan Duoduo stretched out and wanted to slap his hand again, and was captured by Bai Mo, an angry push, Yuan Duoduo was thrown by Bai Mo on the security door behind him, and the doorknob just hit her Belly ...

Yin Hong's blood spilled from Yuan Duoduo's beige pajamas, and her whole body flinched in pain.

Half an hour later, Yuan Duoduo was taken to the hospital and pushed to the operating table ...

An hour later, Yuan Duoduo was held in front of Bai Mo, holding the flesh flesh scraped from her body.

"Your stuff ... I'll give it back to you for free!"

Looking at the fluffy stuff, Bai Mo fell into a horrible cold for a while. He staggered back, avoiding the approach of the flesh and blood.

"Crazy ... you lunatic!"

Bai Mo ran away and ran away.

A fierce nausea surged up, and he crouched in the corner of the hospital corridor and spit a heartbreak ...