"..."
Xia Zhengyang glanced angrily at the head of the leopard, "Relax! This wild species, we will not stay!"
"Laozhangren, how do you say that?"
The leopard head got angry and came forward to shove Xia Zhengyang, "Your daughter is going to seduce Lao Tzu to bed. I haven't asked you for mental loss!"
"A panther head! Go and send you Lao Zhangren!"
Yan Bang really didn't want to see Xia's father and daughter swinging in front of him. Looking at the gas is still blocked.
After Xia Zhengyang and his party left, Feng Xinglang slowly stood up.
"Lang, here we go? It's all dinner, let's have a meal together!"
Yan Bang stood up and crossed in front of Feng Xinglang. "Call Xue Xue and Nuo also! Oh, and your brother and them!"
Feng Xinglang's eyes glanced at Yan Bang, "My woman is just pregnant ... I have to go back and accompany her!"
"Really pregnant?" Yan Bang grinned, "Congratulations!"
Feng Xinglang bowed his head slightly, which was a congratulation from Yan Bang.
"The preaching just now is good! Worthy of praise!"
"Praise well, praise well ..."
Yan Bang came over and patted Feng Xinglang's shoulder, "Staying here for a meal will not delay you much time!"
"Scheduling Bai Mo this weekend, our brothers and sisters are together!"
Feng Xinglang remembered Yuan Duoduo's trouble. The trouble really came one after another, and it was enough for him to be upset and upset.
"Good! That weekend get together!" Yan Bang then released Feng Xinglang.
Yan Bang has always sent Feng Xinglang to his Lexus. "Your woman is pregnant again ... so happy, why are you still pulling a face? Annoyed by Xia Zhengyang's old thing?"
Yan Bang was half asleep on the window of Lexus, chatting with Feng Xinglang.
"Be free when you have time! The little guy is when he has a long mind and needs your dear to care more about him!"
Feng Xinglang did not answer Yan Bang directly, but told him to care about his son.
"Okay! I'll go to GK tomorrow to see the little thing! As long as you don't bother me, I can go every day."
Obviously, Yan Bang did not understand Feng Xinglang's words. Or maybe he understands, but he cares more.
"I'm asking you to bring Wuxi beside you!"
Feng Xing waved his hands dryly, "Okay, get up! I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with your elm head!"
"How come the fire? Lang, you're getting more and more calm! Let the cook cook some soup for you and bring it back to drink?"
"roll!"
Feng Xinglang was already too lazy to say other words.
"Okay, you're my uncle! Let's get young!"
Before Lexus sped off, Yan Bang's hand came in and squeezed Feng Xinglang's handsome face.
...
Fengjia, brightly lit.
I was too lazy to put the car into the warehouse, eager to see his wife Feng Xinglang parked the car outside the courtyard, and hurriedly got out of the car.
Xue Luo was talking to Mo Ranran about women; Mo Ranran's face was not very red, but Xue Luo, who was talking, made her pretty crimson.
"Uncle ... you're back ... hasn't you worked hard? Tump your back!"
Feng Tuan Tuan can always win the embrace of Feng Xinglang at the first time.
"No, uncle is not hard!"
However, Feng Xinglang only embraced his niece symbolically, and walked towards his wife again.
"Xing Lang, you're back ... why so late? Didn't you say you came back early?"
The talking snow fell to Feng Xinglang and kissed him the next second. Quick deep kisses, but not endless.
"Xing Lang, what are you doing ... the children are here!"
Xue Luo shyly pushed away the man who kissed her, and wiped off the liquid from his lips for him.
"This dad loves mom. It's not bad for the children to see."
Mo Ranran, who grew up in a romantic country like France, is naturally more open than the stubborn snow.
"Yo, the bride is dressed today ..."
I thought Feng Xinglang would compliment me, but I didn't think: "It's ordinary!"
"My girl is naturally beautiful, so don't dress up!"
On Mo Ranran's healthy face, there was always a happy smile, "But Feng Er Shao, from now on, you really want to call me a bitch!"
"Funny! Don't let it go!" Mo steward immediately scolded her daughter.
In his bones, the butler Mo seriously carried the old thoughts of master and servant with respect and humility. Even though her daughter, Mo Ranran, had obtained the certificate with the young master Feng Lixin and became the young master's legal wife. But the housekeeper Mo only regarded his daughter as his domestic servant to take care of his young master.
"My sister-in-law is on, my uncle is polite!"
"Good! The **** will give me a big red envelope in a while!"
Feng Xinglang and Mo Ranran ignored the scolding of Mo's housekeeper, and they both enjoyed it.
"From now on, my elder brother Feng Lixin asked the sister-in-law to take care of him! The little uncle thanked him first!"
Although it was meant to be joking, Feng Xinglang said it very seriously.
"Relax! Brother Li Xin is now my husband, marry chickens and chickens, marry dogs and dogs! He will not leave in this life, I will not give up!"
Mo Ranran's words were moved by Xue Luo.
She felt that Mo Ranran was greater and braver than her! When she married into the Feng family, she could be said to be reluctant; but Mo Ranran was full of a sincere heart!
This is sincere dedication, and even more selfless dedication.
"Ran Ran, thank you!"
It wasn't just the snow that moved, Feng Xinglang hugged Mo Ranran. Pure friendship hug.
"Feng Xinglang, it's too much! Can you hold your sister-in-law?"
Feng Lixin, dragged down by Lin Nuo's children, immediately exclaimed loudly.
"Brother, come ... let's hug too!"
Xueluo said playfully, "Your brother is hugging your wife, and you are hugging his wife to take the cheap back!"
"Lin Xueluo, can you hold on a little bit? Did you make a fool of your husband like this?"
Feng Xinglang immediately let go of Mo Ranran in his arms and hugged his arms to Feng Lixin's wife.
The joy of the family, warmth and warmth!
The Mo steward on the side is also rosy. If Master Feng had a spirit in heaven, he would be comforted!
Not a blood relative, it is better than a blood relative! The deep feelings of these two brothers really have nothing to say!
The dinner was quite sumptuous. In addition to falling snow during pregnancy, even Lin Nuo and Tuantuan poured a little fruit wine.
"Dad, I toast you!"
Feng Lixin's cry was exceptionally clear and heavy. Not only because he married the daughter of Mo Steward, but also because of the care that Mo Steward has given him like his own son over the years.
When Feng Lixin couldn't make it convenient, all the food and drink Lazar were served by the Mo steward himself.
"Dare to be ... don't be!"
The butler Mo stood up quickly. "Master, you still call me old Mo. I'm used to it! I don't need to change my mouth, it's the same as before ..."
"That's not the case! I have to call you Lord Father-in-law for reason and reason! I'll get used to it if I'm not used to it! I'll do it in honor of you!
When the young master Feng Xinglang drank the wine in the glass, the Mo butler also drank it.
Then, old tears burst into tears. For the young master Feng Lixin, he is not only a responsibility, but also a subtle fatherly love.