"Uncle also misses my lovely Tuan Ni!"
Feng Xinglang kissed the little thing and flicked his broken face, and freed up an arm to reach the son who was paying attention.
"Little Feng Lin Nuo ... don't you want a handsome dad?"
Lin Nuo children's mouth muttered arrogantly, and I wouldn't be so rare to see you close to you.
"Receive your dad for a little face ... Daddy thinks you are so distressed!"
The child Lin Nuo left the intelligent robot in his hand and ran over. "Let me see if your heart really wants to hurt?"
After hugging the little guy, Feng Xinglang used his slightly bearded cheeks to slap on the young guy's tender face vigorously. The little guy kept laughing.
The intimate laughter of the father and the son did not lead the woman who dreamed about it?
"Nono, what about your mum?"
When rushing back from the airport, Feng Xinglang called An An and knew that his wife Xueluo was also at home.
"Mummy is sleeping again."
The little guy used ‘again’.
"Sleeping again? Is Mommy sick?"
Feng Xinglang put the two children in his arms back to the ground.
"No! It's special to sleep!"
"Daddy's suitcase has gifts for you and the group. Go and get it yourself. Daddy goes upstairs to see your mummy."
"A gift for Tuan Tuan? Thank you Uncle!"
Xiao Ai immediately ran towards Uncle Xiao, who was walking in with a suitcase.
"Seal the dumplings, don't touch my gift!" Lin Nuo also chased after him.
Feng Xinglang was then able to get off the floor and see the woman who was sleeping in her son's mouth.
In the master bedroom on the third floor, there was a warmth: Snow fell asleep in the thin silk quilt, and the black and soft hair spread on the luxurious and luxurious pillows.
The man leaned over, pierced the gentle palm into the silk quilt, and lightly examined the outline of the woman's wonderful figure.
The falling snow was just humming, just like a lazy cat, so soft and drunk.
Feng Xinglang did not say a word, and informed the woman of her existence with a thin, shallow kiss.
From Xue Luo's white shoulders, she kissed her Hao Jin, and lingered between her neck.
Xue Luo snorted, then opened his sleepy eyes, "Xing Lang, don't make trouble ... let me sleep for a while!"
It seemed that the woman didn't want him, and the man seemed a little dissatisfied.
He explored his daughter's forehead and found no signs of fever.
"Don't want your dear husband?" The man's hands began to spread.
"What do you want to think ..." Xue Luo murmured, "Don't touch me, let me sleep again!"
The phrase "what do you want to think about" really hurts a man's heart that is boiling.
"Come there again?"
Feng Xinglang's hand fell below the woman's waist, and she gently pressed it twice, and found that there were no women's hygiene products in a special period.
"Snow falls, are you uncomfortable?" The man asked again.
Of course, the sleepy snowfall seemed a bit boring, "Xinglang, don't make a mess ... Please let me sleep again, OK?"
"Want to sleep so much? Would it be better to have your husband sleep with you?"
Feng Xinglang vaguely felt such a drowsy woman, which seemed a little abnormal. But the woman did not show any signs of illness, only a little drowsiness.
"Uh ... don't make trouble! Tonight, go to bed with your baby's son ... please!"
Xue Luo rolled over and continued her return to sleep.
"..." I came back three days on a business trip, and my woman ignored her?
Of course, Feng Xinglang would not be reconciled, so he began to kiss the woman's cheek, and then covered the woman's lips that she wanted to grumble about ...
Xueluo just kissed the man in a perfunctory manner; after a few twists, she pushed the man away as if she had abandoned her, dragged the quilt and continued to sleep.
It doesn't matter if this sweet talk doesn't work, it seems that this strong kiss doesn't seem to work well? !!
A quarrel between the two children came downstairs; as the woman showed no signs of illness, Feng Xinglang stood up and walked downstairs.
Now let the woman sleep enough, so that he can toss well at night.
"Uncle, Tuan Tuan wants that cool model."
Feng Tuantuan pointed at the model in the hands of Brother Nono's tearful humming Qingqing.
"Play your Barbie! This thing is so complicated, can you play it?"
"Tuan Tuan will play!"
Cute cut aside Barbie and sniffed her little nose. "Brother Nono, you have so many models of assembling robots, just give this to Tuantuan! Brothers must learn to share with their sisters!"
"Why should I share it with you? This is a gift my dad bought me! Didn't I also buy you a Barbie doll?"
"Tuan Tuan don't want Barbie! Why are Tuan Tuan gifts Barbie? Tuan Tuan don't like it!"
The two children were contentious.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: not to mention that every time he brought gifts to Tuan Tuan, they were Barbie dolls.
To be honest, Feng Xinglang bought this gift. In his memory, Tuan Tuan has always liked Barbie.
"What do you dislike about me?"
Little Lin Nuo snorted, "You can't always be selfish trying to grab my toy? Besides, the Barbie doll that Uncle brought back to you yesterday, I think you like it too!"
"That was just pretending to like it ..."
Little cute grieved, "Because Tuan Tuan didn't want to let Papa down."
This little Nizi ... is quite sensible! In order to make the adult happy, how could she even know she was wronged?
"Tuantuan, tell your uncle if you don't like Barbie in the future ... Your uncle will buy you another gift! Don't be too wronged, your uncle will be distressed."
After hearing what my uncle Feng Xinglang said, the little cutie cried.
Feng Xinglang hurriedly came over and hugged the crying and tearful Feng Tuan in his arms.
"Good, don't cry. Uncle will buy gifts for Tuantuan tomorrow! Well ... just buy the same model of the assembly machine as Brother Nono."
"But Tuantuan wants to play now ..." the little cute hummed.
To be honest, Feng Tuan Tuan is also a spoiled child; the wealthy material conditions, plus the pampering of his father Feng Lixin and his uncle Feng Xinglang, the little things are still wayward. But now, nine out of ten children are so big!
"Feng Linnuo, show off the manly gentleman's style ... Lend the assembled model to Tuan Tuan's sister for a while."
"My hair hasn't grown up yet! He's not a man yet!"
So there is no need for a gentleman!
The little guy took his assembled model and ran upstairs.