Chapter 1490: Just get married once!

Because the palm of his father's palm was bleeding from the mummy's rattan and he couldn't get water, the little boy volunteered to wash the bath for his father.

Feng Xinglang soaked his eyes in warm water, unable to see the sadness and sadness.

"Daddy, does it still hurt?"

The little boy carefully wiped his right arm with a towel for his dad.

"It doesn't hurt anymore ..."

Feng Xinglang opened his eyes and petted his son's wet little head with his left hand.

"My mummy is so hard ..."

The little boy blew his mouth and blew his father's right hand with gauze to wrap the palm of his right hand. "But you really do ... why do you want to touch the belly of a beautiful woman secretly? Just touch it, do n’t be careful. I got it from mommy ... it's time to be beaten! "

"This ... Daddy is really difficult to say!"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes: How did his wife Xue Luo know that he had touched Xia Yishu's belly? Come prepared? It seems this book of Xia Yi ... It's really not that simple!

"If my dad said: someone was holding her by the hand to touch her belly ... would you believe that dad?"

The bright image of father still needs to be maintained. Feng Xinglang could not let his son misunderstand himself.

"Believe!"

But the little guy didn't think he really believed what he said.

"My dad is so handsome and has a lot of money. It is very popular with beautiful women, and it is normal!"

The little guy was a little boy who understood his dad. "Like Zheng Haoran in our class, his father is a diplomat, his mum is the mayor's secretary, and many little girls in our class like him."

Feng Xinglang's lips smiled slightly. "Then you can also tell your classmates: your dear is Shencheng's God of Wealth ..."

"Just don't!"

The little guy said proudly, "I want to conquer others by my own charm!"

"I'm ambitious! My dear is optimistic about you!"

Feng Xinglang held the little guy's face and kissed lovingly, "My son, Feng Xinglang, is so cool!"

"Daddy ... you won't be touching the pretty woman's belly in the future!"

The little fellow continued to wipe the shoulders and chest for Feng Daolang for his father and father.

"Dad knows ... even if other women force their dad to touch ... Daddy will be determined to restrain himself!"

Feng Xinglang caressed his son's little head with tender eyes.

The little guy continued to wipe for his dad ... when he wiped somewhere, the little guy suddenly laughed.

"Daddy, you look so different from your own son!"

Feng Xinglang smiled warmly, "When my son grows up, it will be like my dad! Maybe it is more powerful than my dad!"

"Daddy ... is it possible to wait for my son's hair to grow, and then we can marry my wife and have a baby?"

The little guy glanced at the place where he looked different from his father and asked curiously.

"Well ... in principle! But marrying a wife and having a child ... is not an easy task!"

"why?"

"When you grow up, you can have a relationship with a woman you like; but to marry home as a wife and have children with her, you must be careful!"

Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy's cheek, "Because from my father's point of view, once marriage is good!"

"That father and father have wives and children, why are they still touching the pretty woman's belly?" The little guy asked again, dissatisfied.

"Don't I tell you, my dad is forced!"

"What woman can force her to get a dad? Can't a dad not even beat a woman? It's a lie to hear!"

"That woman is a pregnant woman ... Daddy loved her because she loved all the little lives!"

"Ah? You **** dad, you even touch pregnant women? You're too impersonal! No wonder Mommy will hit you angrily!"

"..." What a human child knows about human nature!

...

When Feng Xinglang entered the third-floor master bedroom, Xue Luo had fallen asleep.

This woman is really big-hearted, and beat her own husband, but she can sleep so well?

Does this woman really not love herself?

Slightly unwilling and a little sour, Feng Xinglang kissed the woman who was just asleep in bed.

Xue Luo's sleepy eyes opened, and he looked resentfully at the handsome face of the man.

"Does your hand hurt?" Muttered tenderly and lazily.

"It hurts ..." the man murmured hoarsely.

"Deserve it! Who made you cheap?"

Xue Luo complained about the man, but at the same time looked at the palm of the man's hand wrapped with gauze.

"Xia Yishu asked me to meet in the underground parking lot ... I went down in a curious mindset, I wanted to see how she felt good about myself, but I didn't want to be counted by her ... at most, my husband's husband would be half and half!

Feng Xinglang explained the general situation, "You hit and hit, it's time to die!"

"Then why don't you tell the truth about Xia Yishu ?! The children in her stomach are now five months ... If you don't want it now, you can only induce labor!"

Xue Luo screamed, "Induction of labor has done a great deal to a woman, do you know?"

"It's all her own fault! A woman who plays tricks on me is predictably miserable!"

"Even if Xia Yishu plays tricks on you, the child is always innocent, right?"

"Yeah, that's why I left the baby in her belly!"

"..." It seemed, jumping into the man's pit again.

Xue Luo narrowed his eyes, stared straight at the man's eyes, and asked coldly, "Feng Xinglang, don't tell me ... the children in Xia Yishu's stomach have your genetics!"

"how is this possible……"

"Then you touched and hugged her ?! Could you not let me think too much?" Xue Luo asked sharply.

"I am really wrong ... or should I breathe Xia Zhengyang tomorrow?"

"I don't think I'm aware that Ish is pregnant! Just my selfish selfish masculinity will definitely not allow Ish to give birth to a wild ... wild man's child!"

"But Xia Yishu can't disturb my family with the child in the stomach as a bargaining chip!"

"Isn't that because your hands are cheap! You have to touch someone else's child? I wonder if that child is really your seed!"

"Only because I love new life, I will tolerate Xia Yishu! But now it seems that it is time to tear her face!"

Hearing the man's words, Xue Luo was very cold.

"Xing Lang, that child is five months ... you said that once Xia Yishu knew the truth, what would she ... how would she handle the child in her stomach?"

What else can we do ... it must be strangled!

Knowing that her woman is kind, Feng Xinglang just said lightly: "Everything is good!"