Chapter 925: Suffering from tears

"50%! But ... but only 30% ... the guy has weapons."

A triangular iron-like thing flew over the left shoulder of the V-face mask, splashing a flesh.

"Throw it to him! Take a little action, don't hurt yourself! You can find a way to leave by yourself, and I will meet you outside!"

"it is good!"

After V's face mask responded, he threw the canvas bag on his shoulders in the grass aside, and then flew over a rocky mountain to escape the scene alone.

Xing Shishi didn't go after V face mask. Because when he opened the canvas bag, he saw a red sleeping face.

Exactly what they were looking for!

Hearing the sound behind him, Xing Shishi immediately carried a canvas bag on his back to the rockery; then he saw Yan Bang pushing Feng Xinglang's wheelchair and walking towards the basement, surrounded by a group of muscular men.

Xing Shishi didn't have time to find Xing Shiliang and they converged, so he decided to take 15 in the canvas bag and leave Yulong City.

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The most agonizing thing is that Lin Xue, the mother, fell.

For the past few days, she has hardly really closed her eyes. Don't want to cry, but tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Having experienced too many ordeals with her son, it was enough to make her Lin Xuelu unforgettable.

She really just wants to live a normal life!

But she was destined to have this bland wish, which could only be a luxury.

Who can blame?

Blame the uncle and aunt who pushed themselves into the family at the beginning?

Still blaming her charming husband?

I did n’t say if I picked up a dreadful dad, and for his lover who can love him ...

And more than one! Not even men and women!

It's enough!

What a messy atmosphere of life!

Xueluo thought about it: could the mother and child's life be calm and stable without Feng Xinglang?

For the past few days, Xue Luo has been confined in the master bedroom on the third floor. She decided to trust her husband and her child's father.

She is unwilling to go to Hetun to “help” in Repulse Bay, and it is not convenient to inquire about Yulong City;

The only thing you can do is wait.

Every minute that has passed is a torment for Lin Xueluo!

I really don't know how to calm down my heart's thoughts and worries about my son. Xue Luo's palms have been bloodied with his nails.

His child was taken as a bargaining chip as a hostage, and Xue Luo was angry but helpless.

When will this day stop? Xue Luo felt that he couldn't hold on anymore.

The sound of a whistle outside the window interrupted the sorrow of Snowfall. The whistle sounded like it was coming from Fengjiayuan.

She immediately stood up and looked near the windowsill. Just one glance burst into tears.

From a business car, push out her husband Feng Xinglang in a wheelchair;

And her husband Feng Xinglang's arms even held his sleeping son Lin Nuo!

"Nono ... Nono ..."

After the snowfall from Shener, he stumbled towards the bedroom door and ran downstairs, hoping to fly a pair of wings directly to his son.

Feng Xinglang, who was pushed off the business car, kissed his son again. The little thing was still asleep, the whole little face flushed.

Rushing to Feng Xinglang in Repulse Bay, after seeing his son is safe, the first reaction is to bring the small things back to Feng's family and return them to his wife, his child's mother!

Because Feng Xinglang knows: a woman is more worried about his son's disappearance than he is!

The son was conceived by a woman in October, and it took a lot of hard work to give birth; a woman is more eager to her own flesh than anyone else.

Fortunately, Hetun did not stop, but immediately called a spacious business car in the back row and personally escorted his own son and grandson to come home to seal the house.

Compare your heart to your heart, and you will understand how Lin Xueluo's mother is holding her missing child!

"Nono ... Nono ..."

The snow that rushed out of Feng's living room almost stumbled as she stumbled on the steps.

"Snow falls, you slow down! Your son is fine."

Feng Xinglang thought of getting up to help the stumbled woman, but he still had a broken leg. Plus the arms of his sleeping son.

"Nono ... Mummy's dear son!"

Xue Luo grabbed the little thing from Feng Xinglang's arms, hugged them tightly, and kissed and kissed her face with tears on her face.

With the help of drugs, the little boy slept soundly. The small face was unusually red.

Feng Xinglang watched the woman kiss the child in her arms quietly, her eyes were soft enough to drip water.

Fortunately, both the woman and the child had returned to him safely, and it was worth the slight pain.

"Nono, wake up ... Open your eyes and see if your mother is OK? Nono, wake up soon ..."

Xue Luo kissed his son's face and found something strange, "Xing Lang ... Nono, why hasn't he woke up yet?"

"Fifteen people in Yanbang were given some medicine containing sleeping ingredients."

The answer was Xuetun behind Feng Xinglang's wheelchair. "You'll wake up in a while, don't worry too much."

It is not hard to hear from his words: his opinion of Yan Bang is deeply ingrained.

Xue Luo just looked up at Hetun, and did not take his word.

In the subconscious, Xue Luo has already developed a feeling of resistance to Hetun in his heart.

An overbearing and strong father-in-law who wants her daughter-in-law to accept her own son's illegitimate daughter, really makes Xue Luo not like it!

Although this misunderstanding has been solved, the impact and shadows have already formed in Xue Luo's heart.

Snow fell and stroked his son's face over and over again, and tears dripped inadvertently. Her little life returned to her, which was better than anything.

"Mrs. Xueluo, go back to the house. The wind is strong outside. Second Master's legs ..."

It was Mo butler. He is not only concerned about the missing young master; he also has a distressed leg and a second master Feng Xinglang who is fixed on a steel plate.

Hetun is inconvenient to enter.

Feng Xinglang was able to **** him all the way to Feng's house, which was already a loss to him.

"Alang, take care of fifteen ... and take care of yourself."

After the wheelchair, He Tun's words of concern came, and Feng Xinglang held the wheelchair's hand slightly and closed it.

He didn't look back, let alone answer Hetun.

"Uncle, let's push you into the house."

From behind Xing Shiliang, a small figure squeezed out.

It's closed.

Little cute has been. Just watching silently the uncle and uncle's incomparable baby loved brother Nono sleeping.

Little cute is envious and even more sad.

If I have lost so many days, will my papa and mama be as distressed as my uncles and uncles are?