Feng Xinglang knows that the less he has to contact his wife and children, the better guarantee of their safety.
Unable to reach his wife, Feng Xinglang left a missing heart on his son Lin Nuo.
Coupled with the son's phone call that was hung up in the afternoon, it really made him feel anxious all afternoon.
Later, Feng Xinglang came to Repulse Bay and wanted to accompany the little boy for dinner before returning to Feng's home.
"Daddy ... Daddy ..."
Lin Nuo, who wanted to run out to meet his dad, was once again taken back by Xing Laowu and leaned towards the corner.
Judging from Xing Laowu's swollen forehead and scratched cheeks, it should have been no less irritated by the little ones.
"Nono!"
Feng Xinglang hugged his son tightly in his arms, and kissed the sweaty face of the little boy in a mess, "What is it? Is it so hot?"
"It's a fight with the stinky old man!" The little man said sharply.
"Bullying the fifth child again?"
Feng Xinglang looked apologetically at Lao Xing; Lao Xing was already crying. Xing Twelve is not here, and Xing Ba is going to take Xing Xie to go out to do business. He can only take care of his fifteen younger brother, who is huffing and petting.
"Nothing ... it's the stinky old man who begs him!"
The little boy glared angrily at Xing Laowu and motioned to him: If you dare to sue, be careful of your pig's face!
"Do you think the fifth child can't beat you? Didn't he let you, spoil you?"
Feng Xinglang couldn't bear to blame his son who had been imprisoned in Repulse Bay.
"Dad ... would you bring your son home?"
The little guy was weird in Feng Xinglang's arms, and began to squirm and coquettishly, "Don't stay in this ghost place!"
"Okay, when your dad finishes the military affairs, take his son home!"
Feng Xinglang caressed the little guy's head, and his heart was twisted sorely.
"Don't ... don't stay here with your own son!" The little guy sobbed aggrievedly. "My son must be with my dad!"
"Oh noo ... ooo good ... daddy wants to be with his son too, but dad is really sorry ... daddy must first ensure the safety of his son ... daddy promised his son that he will be as soon as possible Get rid of that bad guy! "
There was a dad by the side, and the little one ate supper at dinner. He didn't have to feed a spoonful of Xing Laowu, he followed.
Before Hetun and Xingba went out to do business, Feng Xinglang took his son to sleep in his wife's room.
"Dad, would you take your own son home?"
"Good, isn't your dad with you? Where there is a dad, it's home!"
Thinking of it, the little man raised his head from Feng Xinglang's chest.
"Yes, my dear, is there a fake product that entangles you? But he is not allowed to call your dear, you know?"
"Dad knows!"
Feng Xinglang comforted his careful selfish son, "Relax, that child is not close to me!"
"Then where did he sleep at night? Did he sleep with his dad? And oh, don't let him move my things, sleep in my bed!"
"No ... he slept in the guest room, very quiet!"
Feng Xinglang caressed his son's head, "No one can take your place in the eyes of your dad! You are the life of your dad!"
"Coaxing my own son again!"
The little boy flattened his small mouth. "What about the new darling in Mummy's belly? Is it also the life of my dad?"
"Don't worry, my dad should love you a little bit more." Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy's cheek.
"False! They all say that dad and mommy will love younger!"
Although he was very satisfied with his dad's answer, the little boy still had a small face.
"Who said it? The saying goes so well: preconceived!"
"Preconceived? What do you mean?"
The little boy yawned while touching his ears in case his father left.
"Meaning: You are a child from Mr. and Mrs. Mommy. I and Mummy are used to spoiling you and loving you. Even if your brother or sister is born, it will not take up the love that already belongs to you! "
"Well ... my son believes you!"
The little guy gave a loud note to his father, Feng Xinglang, and kissed, "My son will love my sister!"
"Why so surely my sister?" Feng Xinglang asked with interest.
"Mummy kept screaming that she had a girl in her belly ... isn't that my sister!"
The little boy licked his little mouth. "By my dear, did Mommy miss my dear son? I guess Mommy has a new darling and will soon forget my dear son!"
"how could be!"
Feng Xinglang comforted his cautious son, "All said, you are the child of your dad and Mr. Mommy ... you have the preconceived love of your dad and Mommy!"
"Why didn't that mum call her son?"
"That's because the big caterpillar wants to keep Mummy's absolute safety!"
Feng Xinglang asked again, "Your mommy is with the big caterpillar, are you still worried?"
"Of course, rest assured! Big caterpillars are the best!"
"Really? Do you think the big caterpillar is more powerful than Xing Shier?"
The little guy froze for a moment, "I don't know when I'll let them fight! But I'm more bullish on big caterpillars!"
"why?"
"Because the big caterpillar is cooler and smarter than the old twelve!"
"Well ... my father thinks so too!"
Five minutes later, the little man slumbered in the arms of his father Feng Xinglang.
After the little guy slept hard, Feng Xinglang carefully got up and left.
Even if he was extremely reluctant, he would have to go back to his house. After all, Feng Family still has his wife and children waiting for him!
...
Yuan Duoduo has been forcing himself to keep spinning like a spinning top, constantly busy.
Perhaps only then would she not think about other upset things.
Three days later, she was thinking about what reason or excuse to visit her daughter Peas and Sprouts ...
But surprise came!
When Yuan Duoduo arrived at the dance training center, she received a call from Bai Gongguan.
Worrying about bean sprouts, Yuan Duoduo picked it up.
"Mummy ... Mummy ..." There were two daughters scrambling shouting on the phone.
"Doudou? Bud ..." Yuan Duoduo called to her two daughters excitedly.
"Mummy ... 136 ... 116 ..."
What made Yuan Duoduo even more surprised was that the two daughters even spoke their mobile phone numbers in full.
Should use hands-free, Yuan Duoduo could clearly hear the voice of the two daughters arguing to talk first.
"Doudou ... Sprout ... You are great ... You are great ... Who taught you?"
"Dad is better than teaching! Gemma misses Mommy ... Call me ... Mommy!"