"Smelly old man, what are you doing? You answered my phone so late!"
This slightly resentful tone really looks like a child out of favor. At first sight, the little guy felt a little upset.
To tell you the truth, Lin Nuo's children are still expecting Mommy to give him a brother or sister; but once the thousands of pets who once loved themselves were left cold in the corner, it was inevitable that they could not accept it.
He also wanted to be absorbed in everyone's joy, but the proud and cold little guy always seemed so indifferent.
"It's deeper in the middle of the night, what else can you do ... Sleep! Do you miss my brother?"
Patterburgh, with a time difference of 8 hours, is late at night. Xing Ba was still a little satisfied when he could receive a call from a small thing.
"My brother, I ask you, can you answer me honestly: will you always like me all the time?"
The little boy asked a little childishly, and then emphasized, "And like me alone?"
"Of course! My eighth likes you fifteen most!"
Xing Ba's injury has recovered about 70%, and even if he was awoken late at night, he was still full of energy.
"In case you are more handsome than fifteen, and obedient than fifteen, will you not like fifteen?"
The kid's childish words really made him headless.
But Xing Ba was willing to listen. He will like whatever the little guy talks to him.
"Your elder brother is a nostalgic person! He only likes fifteen brothers!" Xing Bashun said in the heart of the little guy.
"Old man, you're best to me!"
The little guy's mood brightened in an instant.
"That crazy group, are you fighting again?"
Xing Ba guided the words of the little guy. Because the little guy asked it like this, 80% was again out of favor.
"That crying snot is a P!"
The little guy moaned, "I don't bother to argue with her!"
"That mynah really can't think of anyone else who can compete with you ... your mommy Lin Xueluo?" Xing Bawen asked in a voice.
"Hmm ..." The little man sighed slightly. "You're half right!"
"Half-guessed? Isn't it your dad's new favorite?"
Is there anyone else who wants to compete with this little prince?
"Old man, let me tell you, this new favorite is awesome ... my dear spoils it, and my mum spoils it too. The whole family is all around it!"
"Is there such a person?"
Xing Baming pondered for a long time before he could not figure out who this new darling was! How could he shake the status of this little prince?
"In the near future, my righteous father will certainly spoil it more!" The little guy was very thoughtful.
"The righteous father will also spoil it more? How is it possible! The righteous father can treat your little thing as his only supreme treasure!"
Xing Ba is even more puzzled. I always feel that no one can shake the fifteenth most favored position in real life!
The key is this new darling, or will Feng Xinglang and Lin Xueluo be both? !!
"Stupid ... can't think of it?"
The little guy hummed, "Tell you: my mommy is pregnant with a baby! Do you say this new favorite is powerful enough?"
God ... Lin Xueluo is pregnant? !! I really didn't expect it!
However, only this new darling will meet all the above conditions: Feng Xinglang will be darling, and Lin Xueluo will also be darling;
And Yifu Hetun ... Sighs a while ago, sighing, Prince Xing is too thin! If he knew that Lin Xueluo, the daughter-in-law, was pregnant again, would he not be happy? !!
"This new favorite ... is really amazing!"
Xing Ba comforted the little jealous little guy, "But don't worry, even if your mommy gave birth to a football team, My Eighth only likes fifteen you!"
"Old man, you know you're the most emotional!"
The little guy's mood is much brighter, "Fifteen also like you very much!"
"Yes, eighth, why hasn't the telephone of old twelve been able to get through? He didn't stay by my righteous father, so where did he go?"
As long as Xing Twelve stays beside Hetun, the little guy can usually contact him.
"Your twelve brothers have recently practiced in retreat! It is estimated that there are still half a month left before we can remove the gauze!"
"Tell Old Twelve for me and say I miss him!"
"..." Xing Ba was so sad.
I thought the little guy would call him because he missed him. Now it seems that Xing Shiliang's phone could not be reached, so he asked to call him next!
It seems that in the mind of the little guy, Xing Shiliang's status is still higher than him!
"Nono ... Nono ... Come over and let Uncle weigh yourself! I haven't held you for a few days now, but Uncle missed my boy!"
Feng Lixin, who had a delicate mind, found that there was no nephew Nono in the living room, and he called out.
Then the little guy hung up the phone and ran out, "Uncle, I miss you too!"
"Come, let your dad weigh too!"
When the little guy was intimate with Feng Lixin, Feng Xinglang reached out and grabbed his arms, but got empty.
"Hold your new darling! I'm not rare to hold you!"
The little boy ran away and rushed towards the hearty breakfast table.
"You can be jealous?"
Feng Xinglang realized his son's careful thinking, "Mummy is pregnant in her belly, but is your brother or sister who is in the same vein as Feng Lin Nuo!"
"My son is not jealous ... my son is just hungry and wants to eat!"
In fact, the little guy also knows that he should not eat the vinegar of his brother or sister ... But he still needs some time to adapt to this change!
He cannot always be a treasure in the palm of others! This feng shui turns, even the emperor has to do it in turn!
"Come, dear son, your favorite barbecue sandwich."
Xue Luo knew that her son was a little bit selfish. In order to take care of the emotions of the little ones, and for the little ones to gradually become a good brother in the future, she was full of love and waited for the little ones to eat early.
"Mummy, in order to welcome Uncle them home, and to celebrate that you are pregnant with a baby, today is obviously not school day! My son stay at home with you and the baby!"
The little guy really hopes that it is not school day every day, so he can have fun.
"Don't even think about it! Mommy doesn't need anyone!"
Snow fell down and rejected the little guy's sale, "You go to school obediently to me!"
"Mummy, don't you love my pro-son when you have a new darling?" The little man pretended to be grieved.
"Come less! Mommy always sticks to her principles and stand on your schooling issues! Whatever excuses and rhetoric you use, it doesn't work!"
The snowfall is to let the little guy know: You wo n’t be able to go to this school, and you are going to be! Not negotiable!