Chapter 1795: Waiting for gentleness (end)

Feng Xinglang is quite concerned about this family relationship of Xing Shiliang.

If you do n’t want to be in love ... In case this boy is still thinking about his wife Xueluo, it will be very sad!

Wouldn't Xing Shierzhuang go to the scourge of someone else's house to do both?

"Well ... rejected by someone else, it's quite ... wacky! I can understand!"

First of all, what Feng Xinglang has to do is to stimulate and increase Xing Shier's desire to conquer!

Let him know clearly that it was a shame to be rejected by a little girl!

For this kind of relationship between the hairy guy and the love girl, the love for the young girl is completely easy for Feng Xinglang.

Xing Twelve, who was still in the middle of a sudden, suddenly burst into an angry look.

"Feng Xinglang, who was rejected? I think she is ugly! Is it because I rejected her?"

"After you're twelve, don't put gold on your face! That's your condition ..."

Feng Xinglang looked up and down Xing Twelve, and pursed his lips, "The hardware conditions are indeed a little worse, but it is not useless! At least your teeth are quite white! I was rejected and rejected by others What makes sense! "

"..."

Are you really left with white teeth? !! But the old man Wen said that he was pretty good!

"What! She looks so ugly, and feels sorry for me? She said I was a thief? Why?"

Xing Twelve snorted and snorted, "Will I just climb the wall? What can they steal? A pile of broken books!"

"Look at you: at a glance, you know that you are an uneducated person! Even without culture, it is quite modest! From the inside to the outside, everything shows your superficiality and barbarity!"

Playing tricks with Feng Xinglang is no doubt insulting himself.

At first, Xue Luo, who was opened outside the door, was still angry with her husband for not being serious, but listening and listening, she almost laughed.

"Where am I illiterate, where am I superficial?" Xing Twelve retorted sharply.

"These words ... do you know them?"

Feng Xinglang took a gold pen from his body and brushed down on the paper to write two powerful characters.

Xing Twelve glanced and froze.

"These two words are even known to my family, Noun, do you say that you have no culture? The key is that you are not humble yet!"

"What kind of words are these two?" Xing Shirley stared at the two words on the paper.

"Okay, you don't care how to read these two words! The problem now is: you have to conquer that little teacher, so as to regain your self-confidence as a man! Otherwise, although the little girl looks down on you, In the future, even my family, Nono and Bugs, will look down on you! "

Thinking of the possibility that he might be looked down on by Xiaoshi Xing and Xing Zongzhe, Xing Shizhuang went back on his feet.

"It's not easy to conquer that ugly girl ... I have to obey her!" Xing Shierhuang said sharply.

"Xing Twelve, it ’s not me who says you, you just have this poor solution to violence! Even if you take it, it's also oral disbelief! You have to let her surrender to you from the deep heart! "

Only half an hour later, Feng Xinglang stepped out of Xing's room. Some experience should have been imparted.

And Hetun has prepared people for supper.

Xue Luo ate some pastries to his face and packed some snacks to take home.

"Xing Lang, don't you teach Lao Twelve any more ideas?" Xue Luo asked worriedly.

"How could it be a sloppy idea! It must be a well-known saying: You must touch the heart of the little girl with sincerity!

"It's strange to believe you!"

Snow fell slightly. She didn't really believe that men would say that.

"Then look at the results! In less than a month, Xing Shiliang can lead the little girl to see his parents in Hetun!"

Feng Xinglang said lazily. It looks really tired.

Even if he has a relationship or an object, he has to make a plan. It would be strange if Feng Xinglang was not tired!

"Ah? How about seeing Hetun?"

Immediately after the snow fell, my heart was heavy, "Don't go to see Hetun ... It will scare the little girl! Otherwise, let the old twelve bring Teacher Wen to see us first! Sister and brother-in-law ! "

Are you thinking a little farther? These eight characters have not been skimmed yet!

"Alright! It's better to stay a little longer!" Feng Xinglang answered with narrow eyes.

...

On the sunny afternoon of the weekend, Feng Xinglang, who was busy taking off on many issues at the end of the year, could not bear the trouble of the two sons, so he could only take them to Cong Gang's ghost house to clean his face.

And his wife Xue Luo has been busy recently with Xing Shiliang's emotional problems.

The two children had a good time in Cong Gang's haunted house. Coupled with the eldest son Feng Linnuo taking care of the younger son, Feng Xinglang was more at ease. It is common for them to be left there for a few hours or half a day.

Sometimes Feng Xinglang wondered: What in this clumsy haunted house caught the attention of the two children? !! Is there something really dirty? !!

But Feng Xinglang believes that even if Cong Gang is really haunted, he won't and dare not hurt his two children! There is no doubt about this!

Tomorrow is the time for the Feng Zeworm to go to the Boston Children's Hospital affiliated to Harvard Medical School for a comprehensive examination and treatment.

Butler Mo has done all the preparations, as well as the contacts and arrangements at Boston Children's Hospital.

This trip is as short as the nearest month, and as long as one year and a half.

"Xing Lang, the housekeeper Mo and I took the worm to the Boston Children's Hospital and settled down. When the treatment starts, I'll let you know. GK is so busy recently, I know you have no skills."

"No! I will go with you!"

Feng Xinglang embraced his wife's shoulders, "I make no more money for you and the children!"

Although Feng Xinglang was not worried about his son's nobleness, he was very distressed to see his wife so worried.

Xue Luo put his face in the man's arms and choked low.

"Xinglang, as long as Nono and Zongzhe are healthy and healthy, what will I do and how much suffering will I endure?"

"Xue Luo ... don't worry too much. Our bugs will be fine."

Feng Xinglang kissed his wife's forehead and hugged her tighter in her arms.

"Zongzhu ... try to come back sooner."

Feng Lixin fed the little guy a piece of beef tenderloin, "Uncle will miss you."

"Zhongzhe, you need to be stronger! When my brother takes a vacation, he will take care of you and mommy!"

Lin Nuo's kid was going to skip class to accompany Mom and her brother to the Boston Children's Hospital to see a doctor; but Mom did not agree.

"Sister Tuan Tuan will go with Brother Nono! Brother Zerg, you must be obedient and try to speak early, so your aunts will not be so worried and sad!"

This said, it hurts Xue Luo's tight string.

Just as everyone said sadly and goodbye, the child Feng Fengzhe suddenly raised his little finger out of the floor window, and said three very incoherent but clearly legible words:

"Big ... worm ... worm!"