Chapter 1061: Paranoid and manic

Obviously, Feng Xinglang didn't want to drink tea.

Especially facing Hetun.

But if Hetun really wanted to hide the little guy, the huge Pete Fort wasn't what he Fengxinglang wanted to find.

Feng Xinglang's mood is heavy when he revisits the place.

A biological biological father almost killed his biological son on his site.

What saved him was his wife, who had been ashamed for five years, the woman named Lin Xueluo!

The woman can survive all the way, but also raises his son, and the hardships may only have a deeper experience when immersed in this moment.

What kind of tenacious belief supports women's effort and dedication regardless of return? !!

Feng Xinglang knew that women missed their sons, so he drove him to speed up to Peteburg. Even if he didn't want to see the person in front of him, he still came. Originally, he wanted to continue to be 'negligent and neglected' for a few days of willfulness, but he couldn't bear his woman's strong heart for his son.

Therefore, when I came here this time, I had a bit of ‘compassion for perfection’.

For his woman and for his own child! These two people are worthy of his wrongdoing!

Feng Xinglang sat down, held up the tea made in front of him, and took a sip.

Feng Xinglang's gentleness made Hetun feel relieved.

It seems that I have seen the light of hope that I will turn my son into a jade with my own son.

"Alang, at fifteenth, you said you love mango shortcakes. I specially asked the chef to make more."

Hetun pushed the bamboo basket on the table to Feng Xinglang's hand. "Just baked, you can try it."

Surprisingly, Feng Xinglang did not refuse Hetun's kindness, reached for his hand, took a piece, and threw it to Ba Song, who was vigilantly looking around.

Almost conditioned, Ba Song quickly grabbed his hand, and the poor shortbread was instantly crushed into a crushed shape.

Ba Song was slightly embarrassed. I didn't expect Feng Xinglang to throw him away.

"Just don't eat it. What do you crush it for? What a waste!"

It sounds like Feng Xinglang is a bit speechless.

Or maybe he was just killing time, waiting for He Tun to surrender his son Lin Nuo on his own initiative.

He can break through. Presumably Hetun will not stop him from turning Pete Fort into the sky.

But he didn't do that!

Because he wanted his son to see a loving father.

With endless fatherly and motherly love, be a healthy and happy child.

Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart, and was patiently waiting for his son to appear.

Just taking a bath shouldn't take long.

But the tree is trying to be quiet and the wind is endless.

"Lang, last Friday is the day of your mother's sacrifice. This time, twenty-six years have passed. You should be eight or nine years old at the time ..."

With Hetun's broken thoughts, Feng Xinglang's face began to gloom slowly. There seemed to be an invisible layer of frost that enveloped him all over.

He couldn't get out by himself; no one else could get in.

"Alan, I'm really sorry. I've been blinded by hatred, so that your mother and child will suffer and not to mention, it's almost… almost my own life!

"Alan, in this life, Dad doesn't ask you to forgive me. Dad doesn't have this face ..."

He Tun became more and more emotional, more and more engaged, and he has begun to use "daddy" to call himself.

"Alang, Dad just wants you to live happier and happier. Then Dad has nothing in this life!"

He Tun's "confession" is getting more and more sensational.

Seeing this, they came to hug their son Feng Xinglang, and then the father and son cried.

Feng Xinglang's facial muscles fluttered stiffly; a certain emotion that had been suppressed seemed to burst out in the next second.

Scolded Hetun?

Or beat him back with a tooth for tooth?

No way to vent the harm and humiliation he once suffered!

Feng Xinglang's chest fluctuated greatly; because of the hatred accumulated there, it seemed to have been slain again.

It can be said that it is a different picture.

"Last thing, let it pass! What about Nono? Should we take a shower?"

Feng Xinglang said calmly. At least the surface is calm.

"Alan, you can think so, Dad is really happy! Your broad mind really makes Dad ashamed."

Hetun was taken seriously, and he repented.

"Washing for so long, why hasn't Nono come out yet?"

"Twelve, go and see if fifteen is washed?"

After being reminded by Feng Xinglang again, He Tun only asked Xing Shiliang a fancy head.

I don't know if Hetun could see it: the son of his own son Feng Xinglang did not shoot with him at all. He was full of mind, only his own son, Feng Linnuo.

"Father, the fifteenth brother will come out as soon as he is washed. Tonight, your grandparents and three generations are in the same room. I think fifteen will run faster than anyone."

There is an extremely unfriendly Ba Song, and Xing Shier is of course inseparable from Hetun.

"Xing Twelve, if your righteous father asks you to go, you go, what's wrong? Isn't your righteous father in your sight?"

Feng Xinglang's backlash made Xing Shierren no alternative.

"Twelve, to urge your 15th brother. There is the old nine here."

Following the meaning of his son Feng Xinglang, He Tun urged Xing Shier.

Old nine?

Wasn't this Xing Laojiu cut off an arm by Cong Gang and then disposed of by Hetun?

Feng Xinglang looked subconsciously behind Hetun, the man in the Tang suit: obviously having a western face, but deliberately dressed himself up in Chinese! It's all so nonsense anyhow.

Looking at this guy's limbs sound, it should not be the old Xing Laojiu;

Did Hetun, the big evil man, accept the new son?

Those who are almost in the ground, do they still need to collect so many minions?

Hetun winked at Xing Shier, and Xing Shier turned and left. Do not forget to stare at Ba Song.

The Tangzhuang people behind Hetun immediately stepped forward two steps, maintaining a relatively close range with Hetun.

"Aaron, you and fifteen have a good rest here tonight; go and give your mother a grave tomorrow morning. It's just a pity that the snow fell."

Feng Xinglang did not answer Hetun. The bony hands creaked.

"If you don't stay here for a few more days, I'll ask the old man to **** Snowfall. Our family will reunite well."

I have to say that the more Hetun is more and more beautiful.

Really thought that his son Feng Xinglang just forgave him? Then the family is happy?

He can really think!

I also dare to think!

Feng Xinglang didn't want to say anything. Just squinting his eyes, staring at the tea in front of him.

The amber tea retains the clarity of the water and the purity of the tea.

In the eyes of Hetun, he thought it was the default of his own son.

"William, make a hot cup of tea for Alan."

******

Because of his daughter-in-law, Lin Xueluo, and his grandson, Xuan Shisi's love for Xing Shishi, Hetun finally had a kind thought about Xing Shiliu, who was seriously injured.

Under the advanced medical treatment created by heavy money, Xing Shishi recovered quickly because of his youth. Already can accompany Xiao Shi to do simple eating, drinking and fun.

Moreover, because of his ‘best wishes’ and staying at Peteburg with Linuo ’s children these days, Xing Shishi will not be abandoned, but will be taken care of very carefully and carefully.

Not every seriously injured righteous person can be cared for so kindly!

The children of Lin Nuo didn't know that Feng Xinglang would come today. Has been sullen in the large indoor swimming pool.

I have been swimming with the little guy, and there is a crowing gray dolphin. It was a pet that Hetun had just returned.

Xing Shierli looked at the bank for a while, and only appeared after hearing the instructions from his father, Yiyi Hetun, "how haven't you come?"

"Fifteen, your **** dad is here."

This said, the little thing sinking in the pool immediately bubbled out of the water.

"Old twelve, you lied to me again!"

Why use ‘again’? It's all because of the last time Xing Shiren was annoyed by small things and went crazy.

"Your dad is waiting in the living room! You believe it or not!"

After Xing Shiliang dropped this sentence, he left steadily. He couldn't rest assured that Ba Song.

The little guy first froze for a few seconds, and then quickly jumped out of the water and climbed ashore in the spirit of "rather trustworthy."

"Fifteen, dry your body first."

Xing Shishi, who also had a spinal fixation device, immediately chased him with a towel.

But I didn't catch up with a miss my dad!

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, if you haven't come this time, I must not forgive you!"

"The ones who cheat children are big baddies!"

The little guy ran his legs all the way while complaining.

"Nono ... Nono?"

Feng Xinglang chased after his son's voice.

Really **** dad!

The gasping little guy was stiffened when he saw his dear Feng Xinglang running towards him.

Feng Xinglang lifted the naked little guy off the ground, hugged tightly in his arms, and kissed in a mess.

"Nono ... beloved son, my dad is here! Come and pick you up!"

Only after feeling the real embrace of his dad did Xiao Xiao believe that it was all true.

"Feng Xinglang, why did you come here ?! Do you want me to be my son?"

The little guy groaned aggrievedly, his big watery eyes blinked a few times, and then he burst into tears.

"How come, you're better off than your dad's life!"

Feng Xinglang kissed his son's face, over and over again; kissed and stunned, kissed and kissed again.

Looking at the intimate father and son hugging each other, Hetun's heart is mixed.

He could feel his son Xing Lang's deep affection for his grandson's thick babies; he was also guilty of failing to give his son such a fatherly love.

Rather than being trapped in a framed design, it is better to say that your love is too paranoid and manic.

But before Hetun was generous, the style of painting in front of him changed suddenly.

Feng Xinglang took off his coat and wrapped his son Feng Linnuo tightly inside. Then he walked towards the living room door without looking back.

"Ba Song, let's go! Whoever cuts off who!"