Chapter 947: Desperate

From the bottom of my heart, Xue Luo still likes Feng Tuan Tuan.

Especially after the last time the little cute helped her with her hair and make-up, she even gave birth to Xue Luo's strong desire to have a daughter as a baby jacket!

Watching a 4-year-old child humming and grieving and aggrieved, Xue Luo was indeed a bit unbearable.

But when he saw that her husband Feng Xinglang loved to catch the small things in his arms, he became slightly sour.

Oh my god, I'm even thinking about a 4 year old baby girl.

It's enough!

Xiao Hu, the driver who was pushing the wheelchair, was still in a state of intimidation just in that dark graveyard.

There is almost no time to take care of the show's love being staged on the scene, or to fight with wisdom and bravery.

He was immersed in his fear world, and he forgot to push the wheelchair back to the villa; instead, he left Er Ye Feng Xinglang to handle such a difficult relationship in the courtyard.

This time, I really became a sister-in-law to show my uncle!

And also used the innocent medium Fengdan Tuan!

Feng Tuantu took out a mango pie from the box with his tender and small hands and fed it to his uncle Feng Xinglang's mouth.

Maybe I was really hungry, maybe I just wanted to tease my niece who was just crying, Feng Xinglang bit off most of the apple pie and almost bit his fleshy little hand.

"Uncle, you bit into Tuantuan's hand."

The little cute giggled. Quickly pulled his finger out of Feng Xinglang's mouth.

Feng Xinglang chewed the mango pie in his mouth slowly, and narrowed his expression.

"What's wrong, Dad? Isn't mango pie delicious?"

Tuantuan asked nervously. She really hoped that her uncle would like to eat the mango pie that she had made for a day.

"Well," Feng Xinglang snorted. "It really doesn't suit my uncle's appetite! My uncle still likes to eat the mango pie your aunt made for me!"

How does such an answer sound so arrogant?

"But Tuantuan thinks Mommy's mango pie is delicious?"

The little guy had already tasted it before sending it to uncle Feng Xinglang.

"Tuan Tuan feels delicious. That's because this mango pie is full of your mum's love for you. Similarly, my uncle thinks that my aunt's mango pie is delicious. It ’s her deep love for her uncle! So she only likes to eat mango pie made by her aunt! "

Feng Xinglang's explanation brought with him the elements of philosophy that Xiaokuai couldn't understand.

The little cute who seemed to understand could nodded and nodded.

"Anyway: my dad doesn't like to eat anything your mummy makes! He only likes to eat my mummy! It's that simple!"

The child Linuo made the final simple and rude statement.

Compared with the euphemistic philosophical answer of my uncle, Brother Nono's rude and direct reasons are more understandable.

Before the little cute tears fell, Feng Xinglang kissed her on the broken face.

"Be good, don't give anything to your uncle in the future. Your aunt will take good care of your uncle!"

Weiton, Feng Xinglang wiped tears from the cute with his fingertips, "But my uncle is hoping that Tuan Tuan will visit his uncle and aunt often! And your brother Nono!"

Uncle Feng Xinglang was allowed to see him, and the little cutie stopped crying and nodded strongly.

"The next time I'm here, I won't bring any food, will you?"

"Tuantu is so good!"

Feng Xinglang kissed the little cute teary cheek again, "Uncle loves you!"

"Tuan Tuan loves Uncle too!"

The little cute caught Feng Xinglang's neck and returned a ringing kiss.

"It's windy outside, so go home and go to bed! Don't catch cold, your uncle will be distressed."

Feng Xinglang put the small thing stuck in his arms back to the ground.

"Good night, uncle, good night to aunt, brother Nono."

Little cute waved his hand, and then reluctantly ran back to his villa.

******

Back in the warm living room of the villa, the snow fell still heavy.

Resentment among adults, but to embarrass an innocent child in the middle of the media?

Although her husband, Feng Xinglang, coldly refused to show Lan Yuyou's goodwill to him, Xueluo also realized that such a rejection would hurt innocent people more or less.

Once, Feng Xinglang was so fond of Feng Tuan Tuan!

Or now he also loves small things, but suppresses such love in the heart.

Because he has to take care of the feelings of his wife and children!

In fact, the snow fell to hope that Feng Xinglang would be generous to spoil Feng Tuan Tuan! But Lan Youyou, my mother, is here, and his wanton petting will only make people think more! Presumably depressed, it's not just her Lin Xueluo!

"Uh……"

Cold, Feng Xing murmured, and covered his stomach in pain.

"Xinglang, what's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Xue Luo rushed over immediately, kneeling beside the man's wheelchair, and eagerly asked.

"My stomach hurts ... it seems ... it seems to be poisoned!"

Feng Xinglang was on and off, some difficult to say.

"Poisoned? Should ... shouldn't it be that mango pie?"

Xue Luo asked in alarm.

"Ah! The big witch is poisoning mango pie? She is so abominable!"

The child Lin Nuo rushed over and shook his father Feng Xinglang's body. "Daddy, don't you die! I will take you to the hospital now!"

"Hahahaha ..."

Suddenly, Feng Xing Langhou, who had been covering his stomach, laughed loudly, "Fun for you! My father has nothing at all!"

"Feng Xinglang! You are too much! Have you scared your wife and children so much?"

Seeing that the man was safe and okay, he just played with himself, and the woman was angry but rejoiced with a little tear.

"Looking at you unhappy, my husband just wanted to make you smile!"

The man picked up Snow's hand, sent it to his lips and pecked, "I especially like to see your nervous husband! But I can't bear to be sad and anxious!"

"hate!"

Snow fell on the man's chest with a punch, tears and a snot on his shoulder, and then left the man in the wheelchair and went to set the table with the aunt.

Lin Nuo's children silently greeted their father and father Feng Xinglang.

Clear eyes squinted, staring at his own **** dad like an alien.

"My son, do you have any opinion on your dad?"

Feng Xinglang noticed that his son Lin Nuo looked a little sharper.

"Feng Xinglang, how can you coax girls so happy ... wouldn't there be many, many girls like you?"

"Huh ..." Feng Xinglang hummed proudly. "The charm of your dear is unparalleled!"

"Since you are so popular with girls, why do you want to marry my mummy's silly woman in the end?"

The topic of the little guy suddenly turned so stiff.

"Good son, look at what you said ... don't be afraid that your kiss mom is not happy? Can adjectives like 'dumb' be used on your mother?"

Feng Xing Langwen scolded his son without obscurity.

"I just think: a bad **** like you should marry a big witch like Lan Youyou! You shouldn't marry my poor silly mummy!"

What the little guy said tonight sounded solid ... esoteric!

It felt like he was just talking nonsense and talking openly; but with a little experience, he could see that it really was the case.

As for the conversation between the father and son, Xue Luo, who was setting the table, listened attentively.

Even his son Lin Nuo can see: Feng Xinglang should marry a woman who is strong and strong, not a kind woman like her, who is kind, and a woman who is bad, is stupid!

"Good son, that dear asks you: Do you like your silly mummy, or do you like the big witch?"

"Of course I only like my own mummy!"

"Dad means: Do you like your in-law mommy to be stupid, or are you bad?"

"..." The little guy crooked his head for a moment and thought, "My dear mommy, whether it's silly or bad, I'll love it!"

"That's not enough! The woman my dad fancy, no matter if she is stupid or bad, dad will like her!"

Doesn't seem to answer the idea at all? !!

But Lin Nuo, who was entangled by his father and father, already believed that his father and mother really loved his dear mommy!

"Nono, wash your hands. Then push your dad over for dinner."

The gentle and loving sound of snow fell warmed the entire villa's living room.

There is a home, a love, a good wife, a beloved son ...

******

For the whole three days, neither Mr. Bai nor Mr. Bai Mo had ever disturbed Yuan Duoduo again.

Yuan Duoduo was still a little lost.

She wanted to call the housekeeper and ask about the physical condition of Mr. Bai, but Yuan Duodu still held back.

Bai Gongguan is not her home.

And Father Bai will also be more considerate and cared for by others.

It is not that without her Yuan Duoduo, the world will not change! Wait until Mr. Bai gets used to the care of others.

But whenever she was quiet, Yuan Duoduo's heart still hurt.

This is a luxurious confinement center, close to maternal and child health; suites are booked until early next year. From the beginning of pregnancy to the age of the baby, there is a full range of one-stop services.

The pregnant women's yoga class at the Confinement Center is fairly easy to teach; and it can also bring a huge income of 300 yuan to Yuan Duoduo every day. And the dean said that when Yuan Duoduo gave birth, she could provide her services for free.

In this way, it is equivalent to resolving Yuan Doduo's worries. She was still worried about what to do when she was confinement.

Of course, she also thought about the solution, which was to return to the welfare home.

When Yuan Duoduo came back from the confinement center, it was almost six o'clock in the evening.

She was holding tomatoes and fresh milk from the supermarket and two big chicken legs.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw Bai Mo leaning against the security door of her house.

"Why, do you want to play?"

As soon as Bai Mo said, it was a strong provocative smell.