"My son, Feng Xinglang, can't afford it!"
Leaving this sentence to make Bai Mo more angry and corrupt, Feng Xinglang walked towards the private room. Leave space for the young couple who are in trouble.
"Feng second, what kind of energy do you have to think about? I don't know where you are confident, look at dragging you to the sky!"
Bai Mo was really dissatisfied with the arrogant and arrogant appearance of Feng Xinglang, and felt that the whole world would turn around him.
Who does he think he is? Can't you speak well? Have to be angry with others as soon as you speak? !!
The key is that so many people ‘support’ him! Boss Yanbang is the most blind one of them!
On what grounds!
After watching Feng Xinglang enter the private room with fierce eyes, Bai Mo stared at Yuan Duoduo again.
He interrogated sharply: "What did Feng Xizi just tell you?"
"He told me not to mind!"
Knowing that Bai Mo would either ignore her or not, the question would be endless. If you don't answer him, he'll be in trouble with you endlessly. Like a kid who's not grown up, he can always be irritating!
"Don't take anything to heart?" Bai asked harshly.
"Shui Qiannong! Your favorite Momo teacher!"
Yuan Duoduo falsified Feng Xinglang's intentions and lines, and played freely.
"... how did you get to Teacher Momo?" Bai Mo groaned dissatisfied.
"Because of your meticulous care for Teacher Momo, I am jealous! Do you understand?"
Bai Mo hesitated a bit, "You're jealous? You're jealous? How is that possible? Are you trying to make trouble? Yuan Duoduo, can you stop?"
Either Bai Mo doesn't say a word, and he can make a person angry when he speaks.
"You are my husband. You are far better than other women to me. Do you say I can't be jealous?"
Yuan Duoduo asked back. No longer cover up your dissatisfaction. She always felt that even a quarrel was better than a cold war in silence.
"Illegal trouble!"
Bai Mo whispered, "I and Doudou and Sprouts can be without you! But they cannot be without Teacher Momo! If you want to make trouble, I will accompany you to the end!"
That being said ... it really makes people angry!
The key Bai Mo said this, he walked towards the bag without turning back; leaving Yuan Duduo, who was full of heartache, aside.
It can be without her Yuan Duoduo, but can't be without Teacher Momo?
This ... this ... Is this Bai Mo's choice? He had chosen Teacher Momo and wanted to ... and give up her Yuan Duoduo? Still have to rest her Yuan Duoduo? Is he going to divorce her?
Yuan Duoduoton was in the place, sorrowing so that the whole person was shaking tremblingly: What if Bai Mo really kicked herself off?
Yuan Duoduo first thought of the custody of Peas and Sprouts.
The law stipulates that: under two years of age, the child's custody rights generally belong to the mother!
And Peas and Sprouts have been 18 months ...
As soon as Feng Xinglang came in, Yan Wuyi's children hummed in various ways and jumped towards Feng Xinglang passing by. The small, stout body moved with Feng Xinglang's movement, his mouth humming all the time. A pair of small hands raised high.
"Xinglang, how about blossoming?"
No follow-up Yuan Duoduo was found behind her husband, Xue Luo asked worriedly.
"Love in love with Bai Mo!" Feng Xinglang said lightly.
Are you really in love? Snow fall is doubtful. But it is necessary to leave space for the couple to communicate.
"Xing Lang, you just hug yourself! He has raised a small hand for you for a long time."
Snow implementation was reluctant to be rejected again and again.
"Someone is jealous! My dear son is so jealous, you haven't been taught!"
Feng Xinglang once again rejected Yan Wuyan's courtship. Sit away from the little guy and return to his place.
"Hold him! My son will not be jealous!"
Lin Nuo's arrogant daddy glanced at him, "It's you who don't want to hug yourself? Afraid that he might smell bad on you? You still use your own son as an excuse, you are really bad!"
"..." How can this little thing tear down his dad's stage?
Is it because he just told his mummy a little bit: that he doesn't eat vegetables? !!
"Xinglang, you hug yourself!"
Seeing that it was not soft, Xue Luo came directly to the hard: she took Xiao Wuyi from the baby seat and sent it directly to her husband Feng Xinglang's arms.
As expected, the child Yan Wudi danced in Fengxinglang's arms in various ways: he froze on his handsome face, and arched and arched.
"Bacheng really recognizes his father!"
That little cute look made everyone laugh.
At this moment, Yan Bang was really envious of his son Yan Wuzhen: he could arbitrarily walk around Fengxing Lang's arms, and he would be hugged and taken care of by Feng Xinglang even more tightly.
"Uncle's eccentric eyes ... Tuantuan also has to hold him! Uncle Dad hasn't hugged Tuantuan for a long time."
Feng Tuantuan stared at the grievances of the wronged stare and looked at Xiao Wudi held in her arms with envy.
"Tuantuan! Don't make a mess! Wuyi is a younger brother. What are you going to do with it? Isn't papa holding you well?"
"Tuan Tuan just wants his uncle to hug Tuan Tuan!"
Little cutie clenched her mouth and almost cried.
"Come on, all you want me to come, come!"
Feng Xinglang vacated an arm, and held his own niece Feng Tuantuan, who was in a state of tears soon.
"I don't understand: let him hold it, how long can it be?"
Mo Ranran really convinced Feng Xinglang's fate. In her opinion, Feng Xinglang was not a kind person!
But it will have such charm!
"Doudou, sprouts, would you like to come together?"
Feng Xinglang teased Doudou and Sprouts who had been staring at him with wide eyes. A pair of small things were almost stunned.
For such happy moments, Shui Qiannong will not let two children miss it; she assists Peas and Sprouts to get off the children's chair.
"Bean sprouts, if you want to be held by Uncle Feng, then go."
Doudou rushed towards Yan Wufeng in Feng Xinglang's arms; but Bu Bu ran towards Feng Lin Nuo ...
Here, is this mating?
"Hahaha ... Doudou likes Xiao Wudi; Buya likes my house Nono! It looks like you can order a doll!"
Xue Luo was surprised to find that the two little cutes were so small that they knew the choice.
"Doudou likes to play with children younger than her; and Buya likes to play with children older than her!"
In fact, Shui Qiannong wanted to say: Mrs. Feng, you really think too much! What kind of affection and love is a child one and a half years old!
"Uncle, feed you."
Feng Tuan Tuan was really a sweet little cotton pad. Salmon bacon rolls that could not be clamped with chopsticks, she grabbed them into Feng Xinglang's mouth with her little hand.