Chapter 1497: Damn Yan Biaozi

Yan Bang's undisguised outspoken words made Wen Meijuan dizzy.

The three daughters were born in October with a lot of hardships. The palms of the hands are filled with flesh. Every daughter loves her.

But now his little daughter was given a strong scum to Qiang X, but he was pregnant with this scum child ...

"After three days, I will let the leopard head come to propose you! Just think about the gift at home, but don't buy your daughter a loss!"

The corner of Yan Bang's lips drew up coldly, "If your daughter dares to disturb Feng Xinglang again ... don't blame me!"

Leaving this harsh word, Yan Bang turned and left the Xia family.

Because he can judge from the behavior of Xia Zhengyang's husband and wife: Xia Yishu should really not live in Xia's home! Otherwise, a five-month-old Xia Yishu could not be found by Wen Meijuan!

Judging by Wen Meijuan's distressed appearance, it will never be pretended!

Did the disgusting woman hide herself? Still thinking about using the baby in the stomach as a bargaining chip to dream of Xinglang?

Really dare to think!

Yan Bang's French private doctor Boris was waiting at the entrance of GK's underground parking lot. After seeing Yanbang, he quickly delivered the prepared medicine box from the window.

As soon as Yan Bang came up from the top floor of GK, he saw the two children playing in a strange gesture.

The original Lin Nuo, who was walking upright, crawled on the marble floor; it was like playing against Yan Wuzhen.

Lin Nuo, who is more than seven years old, obviously has no coordination ability for crawling on all fours. It is better than Yan Wuyi, who is less than eleven months old. Even small things have the upper hand. Lin Nuo children are naturally unhappy ...

The little Lin Nuo, who crawled on the marble, didn't care if someone came out of the elevator. Leng Buding saw a pair of big feet and looked up to see Yan Bang, but he was still embarrassed.

"Dabangbang, you ... are you back again? I'll pick something up!"

The little one immediately got up from the ground.

As soon as the child saw his own dad, Yan Wuyi thought he was hiding from him and immediately turned the crawling direction, and went straight to the president's office of Feng Xinglang.

"Nok, what about your dear?"

Yan Bang embraced Lin Nuo from the ground.

"Where is my dad in the office ..."

"Just take care of the office, regardless of your own son?" Yan Bang snorted.

"My dad was crying in vain! I definitely can't work!"

"What? Your dad is crying holding Bai Mo?" Yan Bang asked tightly.

"No ... it's crying hugging my dad in vain!" The little guy emphasized.

"Bai Mo is crying with your dad? What does Bai Mo cry about?"

"Who knows! Dabaibai is so fragile, it's ashamed of us men!"

Going to the door, Yan Bang, picked up his son Yan Wuzhen, who was crawling on the ground and was patting the door; he held one in one hand and came in with one in the other.

There was also a portable medicine box in his arm.

The picture in the office is very basic.

Feng Xinglang and Bai Mo have moved to a more relaxed and comfortable sofa.

But this time, Bai Mo was crying for a long time, like relying on Feng Xinglang, who had been pestering him to keep him from working.

At first, Feng Xinglang was able to wait for Bai Mo to cry with patience and patience; thinking that he was crying enough, he would naturally talk to him; but this time Bai Mo was like a dumb, just humming Sobbing, saying nothing!

Only when Feng Xinglang wanted to push him away would he say something like: "How much do you care about me for a while?"

"Please, Lang is not very busy! I have to be busy earning milk for my son! Can you cry while you work!"

Let Feng Xinglang persuade him, Bai Mo entangled him tightly like an octopus, and would not let go.

Feng Xinglang's right palm was painful enough after pushing Bai Mo one or two times; but Bai Mo still clung to him tightly, like a little giant baby!

"Mother, what are you kidding?"

Yan Bang asked furiously. Throw the two children back on the carpet.

"What's your matter? Lango belongs to me today! Don't even try to grab me!"

Bai Mo rarely hit Yan Bang. Listening to his mood, he was really unhappy today.

Still belong to him? How old is he!

If you can do it, Yan Bang will not be blind!

He came straight up and ripped Bai Mo stuck on Feng Xinglang's body. Roughly ripped apart.

"Damn Yan Biaozi, you hurt Laozi!"

Bai Mo wanted to have a fight with Yan Bang, but couldn't help it. Because he will only be beaten! He knew it a little bit.

Seeing that Bai Mo was finally released from the embrace of his father and father, the child Lin Nuo was about to run over, but was first boarded by Yan Wuye.

Three times, five times two, the little guy climbed from the carpet to the sofa, and then sat on the sofa in Feng Xinglang's arms, and then arched in the arms of Feng Xinglang.

"Shit boy, that Yan Biaozi is your dear ..."

Although somewhat helpless, Feng Xinglang still embraced the thoughtful circle of Yan Wuyi's children who were embracing him in his arms.

"Dabaibai, why are you crying? Tell us about it! We will help you!"

Lin Nuo's return is quite generous, and did not compete with Yan Wuzhen. Presumably, it was a little bit guilty when I fed the little guy sour lemon slices.

"No need! Because I already ..."

Bai Mo moved his limbs, "Because I was raised again with blood!"

"..." Everyone was speechless.

"Bange, go to your Imperial City at noon. I want to eat and drink!" Bai Mo seemed to have changed his mask.

Is this giant baby OK? Ran over and hugged Feng Xinglang and wept for a while, then ate and drank like a okay person?

Overeating? Borrowing alcohol?

"Dabangbang, I want ... I want too!" Lin Nuo raised his hand.

The motive of the little guy is very simple: he really just wants to eat something good and have fun.

"Long ... together?"

Yan Bang asked Feng Xinglang in the frown.

In fact, this question is completely redundant. As long as he fooled his baby, Lin Lin, he was afraid he would not follow him obediently?

"Lang, let me deal with the injuries on the palm of your hand first! It is expected that the swelling and stasis will be reduced by night!"

Yan Bang lifted up the medicine box and approached Feng Xinglang; it was Feng Xinglang's sharp stop to look up.

It is better to be beaten if you are beaten.

"Dabaibai, have you been beaten by P. Laobai? Let me have a look! My dad has not been crying because my mom hit my palm! Are you too vulnerable?"

Little Lin Nuo just associates it a little ...

So, Bai Mo was excited!