Chapter 1118: Mr. Feng, I'm pregnant

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was the next morning.

The morning of Feng Jia is fresh and fragrant, showing vitality and vigorousness everywhere;

The flowers, plants, trees and trees in the courtyard were all pruned by the butler of Mo butler!

Butler Mo has always felt that a vibrant living environment will objectively cultivate people's sentiments and make people more positive.

But this morning was not quiet, accompanied by the birds' babble, and the children whispered.

It was Xueluo who proposed that Nono and Tuantu stay at home today without going to school.

The two little guys very much agreed with Xue Luo's decision.

Xueluo knew that she could not stop the man from searching for Yan Bang's whereabouts; she thought of letting her two children accompany her husband, Feng Xinglang, whether it was noisy or noisy, at least it could divert some men's attention.

"Nuo Nuo, your mission with Tuan Tuan Sister today is to take care of your dear, do you know?"

When Xue Luo was going downstairs to prepare breakfast for her husband and children, she only told them to go up to the family.

"My son can take care of my dad alone! Mommy can take the group downstairs."

The child Lin Nuo has been stunned. In addition, the seal group has always been sticky, and small things are annoying in various ways.

"Tuantuan will obediently obediently. Don't bother sleeping with uncle, and don't bother Brother Nono."

Little cutie has a self-knowledge hasty guarantee.

In fact, Xue Luo hopes that Tuan Tuan at this moment can be a little sticky and wayward. Give full play to her intimate little jacket. Consoling her husband with a loving and guilty heart in a loving way.

"Tuantu, your little feet are not cold? Climb up and hurry up. If your uncle wakes up, remember to accompany him to talk more. Tuantu's voice is so sweet, your uncle must listen."

"Well! When Uncle wakes up, Tuan Tuan will sing nursery rhymes to his uncle. Uncle said that Tuan Tuan sang good songs."

Said the little cute. The watery and sweet little looks are really flattering.

"Then my aunt asked Tuan Tuan and his own son."

Xue Luo would keep her unhappy son hugged into bed, and kissed him briefly: "Mum is going to give you something to eat, wait obediently."

Yan Bang's death will be an indelible pain for both their father and son.

Perhaps the son will forget about it in the near future, but her husband Feng Xinglang should be impressed for a long time ...

He is a brother who is sympathetic to brothers and brothers. He has been born and died many times together. A rare confidant in life!

Until the snow fell downstairs, Feng Xinglang slowly opened his eyes.

Just now Xueluo talked with the two children. He should have heard it, but didn't want to wake up.

"Uncle, are you awake? Do you feel better? Does your stomach hurt?"

Before Feng Xinglang had time to remember what he was mourning, he was brought back to reality by the niece's repeated inquiries.

Lin Nuo children just watched quietly.

He feels sorry for his wounded dad, and feels guilty that he failed to take care of Dabangbang.

Seeing Feng Tuantuan's childish and childlike face, Feng Xinglang fainted a smile, "Why is Tuan Tuan thin? Isn't his uncle away and not eating well?"

"Tuan Tuan has a good meal! It's just that Tuan Tuan really misses Uncle and Brother Nono, so he loses weight."

Little cute selling skills is almost innate.

Feng Xinglang leaned over and stunned the cute little face with a finger that could be broken. "My uncle also wanted to get together."

"Dad, what's wrong with you? My son helped you call Dr. King."

Lin Nuo's child held Feng Xinglang's other hand, and the boy looked sullen.

"No ... Daddy is fine! Come and let Daddy hug."

Feng Xinglang wanted to support his upper body, but when he was in the abdomen, he felt pain and became soft.

"Daddy, don't move. Let your son hold you!"

The little kid quickly snuggled his little head over, and hugged his father's neck with both hands, like a little koala who was only injured.

"Tuantu also hug Uncle!"

The little cute squeezed over like a cat, crouching in Feng Xinglang's arm like a warm and obedient cat.

******

With a squeak, a masquerading Maserati stopped outside the courtyard of Fengjia Villa.

Bai Mo was wearing a bright and warm sunrise, but cold and cold with a handsome face.

"Feng Xinglang ... Feng Xinglang ... You show me!"

Before the housekeeper Mo had time to come forward to welcome him, Bai Mo broke in and shouted loudly.

Xue Luo quickly walked out of the kitchen, "Bai Mo, so early? Is there anything wrong?"

"Where is Feng Xinglang? I want to see him!"

Bai Mo snorted heavily, looking like he had come to confess his sin.

"Your Lang brother is still asleep. Is there anything you can do to find him?"

Xue Luo felt that Bai Mo was full of badness from the visitors this morning.

"Oh, still asleep? He's quite at ease!"

Bai Mo sneered and walked up the stairs.

Smelling the strong smell of gunpowder in Bai Mo's words, Xue Luo quickly followed upstairs.

In the master bedroom on the third floor, Feng Xinglang hugged the two children from left to right, squinting his eyes and listening to the milky nursery rhymes.

With a bang, the bedroom door was opened by Bai Mo; the two children were frightened to varying degrees.

"Feng Xinglang, you are very comfortable!"

Bai Mo snorted sternly, "Bange is buried in the sea, how can you sleep so peacefully?"

Feng Xinglang glanced at Bai Mo and said lightly, "What do you think of me? Strangling for Yan Bang?"

"you……!"

Bai Mo was suffocated by Feng Xinglang's words that were neither hot nor cold, and exhaled into his nostrils.

"Feng Xinglang, isn't that what your mother said is so human? I asked you: Is your family leaving the seriously injured Bongo on the cruise ship alone and letting him be blown up by the ship ?! "

Feng Xinglang stared at Bai Mo, who was angry and mad, and bleed a word coldly from his teeth: "Yes."

"Feng Xinglang! You **** is a bastard!"

Bai Mo growled, "How did Bangge treat you? Your mother is so ungrateful? Are you still not human?"

"Bai Mo ... Don't scold ... it's not what you think!"

Xue Luo sobbed and wanted to stop Bai Mo's insult to her husband.

"Let him scold!"

Feng Xinglang was still deserted.

"Feng Xinglang, I've misunderstood you! It's me that I'm blind! Baige is more important to you than his own life ... For you, he never hesitates to die! As long as you have a hard time with Feng Xinglang, Bang Brother always rushed to the first ... "

Speaking, Bai Mo choked himself, "Look at your family again, one by one can make your teeth tickle! Your family's life is fate, but my brother's life is not life!"

"Bai Mo ... please don't say it! It wasn't what you thought ..."

Xue Luo cried out, "Yan Bang is dead, and we are very sad."

"He has acknowledged himself! What else do you have to say ?!"

Bai Mo hysterically shouted: "Your family are selfish ghosts! Just think about living for yourself! Feng Xinglang, the affection between our brothers, stop it!"

Leaving this chilling remark, Bai Mo turned angrily and left.

"Bai Mo ... Bai Mo ..."

Snow fell after him. She couldn't bear to see her husband lose another brother after losing one brother.

Feng Xinglang was still lying flat on the bed, staring at the crystal lamp on the ceiling motionlessly: no matter how crystal clear, now it will not be pure!

"Daddy, I'm sorry ... it's all because my son is bad ... my son couldn't take good care of him ..."

The little guy has been holding back tears in his eyes.

If the white-haired grandma vomits blood and died by herself, it is only an accident; the death of the big bang, the little guy feels that he should bear the main responsibility.

As Dabai scolded: It was selfish that he did not take good care of the injured Da Bangbang.

"Nono, it's not your fault. You have tried your best ..."

Feng Xinglang Wen comforted his sad son.

"The pro-son did not do his best! The pro-son should insist on staying with Da Bang Bang! Then the righteous father would not leave Da Bang Bang anyway!"

The little guy finally couldn't stop the sadness and blame of his heart, and lost his tears.

"Nuo Nuo, obedient son, don't do this! Da Bangbang's death is not your fault, it is your father's fault ..."

Feng Xinglang wanted to comfort the crying son, but he didn't know where to start.

Whose fault is it?

Fang Ruhai, the original creator?

If he hadn't injured Yan Bang, Yan Bang wouldn't be inconvenient and would be abandoned on a cruise ship to die;

But why did Fang Ruhai rob him and Yan Bang?

Probably because of the beatings of his son and the death of his woman ...

Who was hit by his son? Why did his woman die?

There are causes for results!

"Brother Nono is no longer crying ... you want to cry."

The whole process of Feng Tuan Tuan was choking, and until Lin Nuo burst into tears, she choked with sadness.

"Nono, don't cry. Go with your dad to get Dabangbang back! Dad believes Dabangbang is not dead ... he is so strong, so burly, it must not be easy to die!"

Feng Xinglang decided to give his son hope, but also to give himself a thought.

The little man nodded earnestly, "My son also believes that Da Bangbang is alive! Let's go find him!"

******

A month later.

The chances of Yan Bang surviving are getting slimmer.

But looking for Yan Bang's whereabouts, he continued non-stop.

Time is the best medicine, and the children of Lin Nuo gradually let go of the blame at the bottom of their hearts and were sent to the kindergarten by Mommy Xueluo.

Coupled with Feng Tuan Tuan's fine grind, the little guy also slowly accepted the cruel fact that Da Bang Bang had died.

But sometimes, time is not necessarily a good medicine for an adult.

Time seems to be still in this huge office.

Feng Xinglang sat lazily in the executive chair, staring at a photo that had been crumpled with fur.

The three men have their own signature styles: either high and cold, mighty, calm, and arrogant!

"General Feng, I'm pregnant ..."