Yan Bang stood up and tremblingly approached Feng Xinglang.
The full body of wine brought a bit of bitterness.
He reached over and tried to touch Feng Xinglang's chin, but Feng Xinglang waved his hand to open it.
"Lang, you say you are a man ... what do you look so good at?"
Yan Bang's banditry brought a little bit of hope, "I thought I was thinking about the day, and the night ... I'm endlessly wandering around in my mind all day ... Really it Mom's discomfort! "
"I'm handsome!"
It sounds like Feng Xinglang doesn't like the word "good-looking" that Yan Bang defined him.
"But even though I'm so handsome, there's nothing like your Yanbang! Hurry back to the room to sleep!"
Feng Xinglang shoved Yan Bang, but was held by Yan Bang.
"What do you think ... definitely going to sleep! Otherwise ... will you stay with me?"
Yan Bang was laughing, smiling a little silly. But there was a little bit of evil in that stupidity.
"Yan Bang! You **** really drink too much! Hurry back to the room yourself! Don't force Lao Tzu to do it!"
Feng Xinglang opened his hand to leave, but Yan Bang hugged his waist from behind.
"Go ahead! I'll go to **** with you!"
"..."
It took more than two hours to send Yan Bang from the living room to the room opposite.
Feng Xinglang did not make much noise, after all, there were still small things in the room that were sleeping.
It is unreasonable to think of Yan Bang through wine.
Not only mental struggles, but also physical struggles.
Someone is right: Yan Bang's **** is a time bomb, and it may blow you off guard at any time!
When Lin Nuo woke up, it wasn't his own dad that was sleeping beside him, but ... Dabangbang?
"Big Bang Bang ... Bang Bang Bang ..."
The little guy shoved Yan Bang in Wei Yan, "How do you sleep with me? My dear?"
Yan Bang opened his sleepy eyes and narrowed his head, "Your dear should sleep in the next room."
"Dabangbang, did my dad kill you again last night?"
The little guy still sympathizes with Yan Bang from time to time by his dad.
"Get used to it! Your dad doesn't scold me for a day, I'm still upset!"
Yan Bang wiped his lips and smiled a bit bitterly.
"Da Bangbang, I apologize to you for my dad ... it's all my troubles."
Had he not come to Rouen without embarrassing Dabangbang, the innocent Dabangbang would not have been angered by the bastard's father.
"Boy, you're kind of righteous! Dabangbang likes it!"
"I like Dabangbang too! It's also very moral!"
This big and small, began touting each other early in the morning.
Yan Bang patted the little guy's P-shares, "Hungry? Da Bangbang went to find food for you and your dad."
Yan Bang leaped up from the bed and said, "Yes, your dad is not convinced, let him sleep more. I'll find something to nourish the stomach."
"Dabangbang, you are so kind to my dear!"
The little guy sighed, "He is so fierce, you yell at you, you still think of him!"
"Well brother, sympathy!"
Yan Bang smiled and stroked a little guy's head. "Did you go out with Da Bangbang to find food? Or stay in the room and watch your dear?"
"Of course I went out with you to find food! It was so boring to watch my dad!"
So, after washing, the children of Lin Nuo rode on Yan's shoulders, and the two went out happily to find Feng Xinglang's food for the stomach.
...
An hour later, large and small, returned to the hotel carrying a variety of food boxes.
The two talked and laughed, and the haze of being scolded yesterday was completely gone.
Two simple people are naturally extremely happy together.
"Dabangbang, guess if my dad is still sleeping?"
"Sure! Otherwise, he finds that you are not in the room and you have to blow up my phone!"
Yan Bang's simple inference, the accuracy is still very high.
"That's right! Dabangbang, sometimes you're quite smart!"
After being praised by the little guy.
"Sometimes smart?"
Yan Bang asked with interest, "Most of the time ... Do you think Da Bangbang is stupid?"
"Not stupid! Just a little ... a little ... dumb!"
Poor Lin Nuo, it took me a long time to think of this idiot.
"Little dad? God, Dabangbang is a little dad in your mind? It might as well be silly!"
Yan Bang is not angry. Maybe you can show your ‘stupidity’ in front of others and get closer.
Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Feng Xinglang has been friends with him!
Good control and good control!
But that was just the old Yan State!
"Haha ... Da Bangbang is so cute! I am so happy with you!"
It seems that being with a person who is stupid than himself can better highlight his sense of superiority.
"Da Bangbang also likes to be with you! Being able to do whatever you want is refreshing!"
Yan Bang freed his hand and tapped the little guy's head. "After Shen Cheng, remember to look for Da Bang Bang more!
"That's a must!" The little boy grinned.
Feng Xinglang was still asleep in the two rooms that came into the hotel. There was a silence in the room, and only his snoring breath was heard.
"Daddy ... daddy ... wake up soon ... wake up soon! The peanut and jujube porridge that I and Dabangbang found with great difficulty, it will be cold if we don't eat it!"
It's really not easy to find Chinese-style peanut and jujube porridge in historical cities like Rouen.
Must be very careful!
Feng Xinglang opened his sleepy eyes and saw his son jumping straight on his upper body.
Extremely cheerful little guy!
The little face is still cool and should have just returned from the outdoors.
"Why is my son so filial?"
Feng Xing Lang sighed, and used his hot cheeks to paste the little guy's cold face, "Good boy eat it by himself, let my dad sleep again."
"No way! It's the stomach-gathering porridge that Dabang Bonte specially looked for for you! Your stomach will be comfortable when you drink it. Your temper will be just fine!"
To the little guy, the last sentence is the key. It is estimated that my father and father are uncomfortable in their stomachs, so they always like to get angry with others.
The little guy twisted around Feng Xinglang like a twist, Feng Xinglang couldn't sleep because he wanted to sleep.
"Okay, okay ... my dad is up."
For other people to be so noisy, Feng Xing Lang Tie must be hairy. But in the face of his own small copy, I have lost a little temper.
"Dad, what's wrong with your mouth?"
The little guy saw the **** lips of Feng Xinglang ’s father, “It looks like bleeding!”
Feng Xinglang reached out his hand subconsciously and touched his lips. The hot little pain, the new skin was a little tender.
"It's getting angry! This Rouen is not as good as Shen Cheng at all!" Feng Xinglang murmured.