Chapter 719: Big tail wolf

Along the way, the Bentley was running smoothly. It didn't gallop because of the rage just now.

Xue Luo mother and son sat quietly in the back row.

Lin Nuo's child was half asleep in Mummy's arms, quiet and well-behaved. From time to time, Feng Xinglang, who drove to his driving father, looked at such a small eye, and seemed to want to see if his anger had been burned.

Xue Luo quietly looked at the little half of the man's face: Huangzhong brought a hint of coldness, revealing the alienation of strangers.

At this moment, Xue Luo suddenly started to pity the man.

His women and children need to carry him, go out to spread joy, go out into the wild?

But why carry him?

Think about Feng Xinglang's 30-year life ... Losing his mother's love since he was a child, he was brought back to Feng's house by the bottle cap father of Feng Yishan. I thought I was going to live with my father's love, but I didn't want Feng Yishan to know that he was deceived, so he started to scold Feng Xing Langfei!

After hundreds of rounds, I finally found my biological father, but he was abused for a lifetime.

Xue Luo really wanted to hug this man.

The silence of the mother and the child made the atmosphere in the carriage even more depressing. Seems to be breathless.

"Nono,"

Feng Xinglang called his son, "Today is Saturday. If you want to come out, why not call me your father? Don't you like your father to accompany you?"

Feng Xinglang's voice was mild. Nothing to blame yourself for women and children.

"Nothing ... I still like your **** dear!"

The little guy was relieved when he heard his relative's Feng Xinglang's tone was quite mild.

"Why not call your dad and let your dad play with you?" Feng Xinglang asked again.

"..." The little boy snorted his mouth, and seemed to have no idea how to answer.

"Is this difficult to answer?"

Feng Xinglang insisted on asking why.

The little guy looked up and glanced at Mommy Xue. Seems to be asking Mummy if she can speak, or what she should say.

The snow fell silent. Leaned over and kissed the son's forehead gently. Signaled the son how you want to answer, just answer.

Snowfall is well-deserved. The son Lin Nuo's answer must be that Feng Xinglang can believe more.

The little guy took a deep breath and started his long story and cause and effect.

"In the beginning, my mom and I planned to visit the small carrot head in the welfare home. Later, I met Shen Liancheng's big-tail wolf ... He offered to play a game and said that he and I would disappear for a day Let's see if the bastard's dad will look for us all over the world! So you found it, and my son gave it a perfect score! "

The son even called Shen Liancheng's "Big Tail Wolf"? Snow fell for a moment, and it seemed quite funny.

"What's going on in Hetun? Wouldn't it just happen?"

Feng Xinglang's question really made Xue Luo nervous. The thought of Feng Xinglang's words with Hetun just now: ‘Either you die, or I die’, Xue Luo feels that his hair is trembling.

"Yes, I told Hetun that I was at the racecourse with Nuo Nuo. One time Hetun missed Nuo Nuo; the second time ... I also wanted to get a free bodyguard!"

Xue Luo took Feng Xinglang's question. And he answered truthfully.

"Free bodyguard? You can figure it out! Are you not afraid to put yourself and Nono in danger of being detained?"

Feng Xinglang blamed Xue Luo even for thinking of looking for Hetun as her free bodyguard with her son.

"My righteous father has changed ... he said that he will never keep me and my dear mommy! He will not hurt you **** anymore!"

The little guy was still facing Hetun. After all, Hetun raised him for five years, and spoiled him for five years.

After two seconds of silence, Feng Xinglang asked with a low hissing voice, "If you jerk, do you believe it?"

"Faith! The righteous father will not lie to fifteen!"

The little guy's innocence really made his father and father angry enough.

"What fifteen? No fifteen in the future! Remember, your name is Feng Linnuo!"

Feng Xinglang strongly corrected his son's address to himself.

"Feng ... Lin ... Nuo ... It's ugly ... It's hard to remember ... It's hard to write! It's still fifteen to write!"

The little guy shouted with dissatisfaction. Xue Luo immediately covered his son Lin Nuo's small mouth, preventing him from continuing to savage with his dad.

Seems to give her son a big name, and she has nothing to do with her mother!

The car was silent for a moment, Feng Xinglang asked with a soft voice, "Nono, you can only choose between me and Hetun, who do you choose?"

Snow fell for a moment: What about Long Shenglong and Feng Shengfeng? I like to let others do multiple choice questions. Now is my son's turn?

No doubt, Feng Xinglang's question was quite unwise. It even sounds a bit naive.

"Certainly choose you!"

The little guy will be very happy. But then, it seemed less pleasant.

"No matter how **** you are, my dear! I don't have two dears, so I can only choose you!"

"Then you will not be allowed to meet with Hetun in the future, you know?"

Feng Xinglang reluctantly accepted his son's answer.

"Oh." The little guy grunted a little indifferently.

*******

Feng Xinglang did not send Xue Luo mother and son back to Xia's house, but took him directly to the villa in Qibei Mountain City.

The living environment here is unique. Not far from the city center and quite elegant and quiet.

As soon as Feng Xinglang's car approached, the gate of the courtyard was pushed in time. The two domestic servants were already waiting there.

"From today, you and Nono live here."

Feng Xinglang's tone was mild, but it sounded indisputable.

"Ma'am, you are back."

Xueluo recognized the middle-aged woman in the housemaid. It was Yueyue who had served her little child.

It should be Feng Xinglang that she felt good service this month, and she was also responsible for her master, so Feng Xinglang left her. Better than she was tired from every home.

Xue Luo wanted to tell Yue Yue that she was no longer Mrs. Feng. However, it seems that the explanation of the two words is not clear, and it is the default.

After dinner, Feng Xinglang did not leave. Alone on the second-floor balcony, smoking one after the other.

After the smoky face, the faction was so secretive.

Lin Nuo, a child who had been playing crazy for a day, fell asleep before Xue Lu hummed a lullaby.

Looking at the lonely back of the man on the balcony, Xue Luo's heart was aching.

Slowly, the woman moved over, hugged the man's strong waist from behind, and laid one cheek on the man's back.

"Xinglang ... I was wrong! Would you be angry?"

The woman's voice is soft, like soaking in the hot spring ...