Chapter 1880: Love Letter 85

Feng Xinglang dragged his heavy steps back to Feng's house, but Mo's housekeeper was still habitually staying in the villa's living room.

The habit has been established over the years: as long as the two young masters fail to go home, he will always fall asleep.

"Master Two, are you back? Are you injured? Are you okay?"

The butler Mo immediately got up from the sofa and came forward, carefully looking up and down the second master's body.

"I'm fine!" Feng Xinglang hummed.

"Mr. Er, where did you go? I haven't heard from you for more than 20 hours, and my mobile phone can't be reached ..."

The Mo steward also learned from Xing Shijie's mouth: Master Er was kidnapped, and Hetun paid the ransom in full, and Shencheng was searching for the whereabouts of Master Er. He asked a few more words.

"Have you talked to you, did I see a friend in an accident? What are you doing blindly?"

Feng Xinglang seemed a little irritable. I was irritated by being abused by non-human beings for more than 20 hours; I was even more irritated by Mo butler's questioning.

Seeing that Master Er's mood was not so good, Mo's housekeeper didn't ask much, just sent the warm tea to Master Er for a sip.

After Feng Xinglang took a few sips of tea, he looked at the Mo butler who was still watching.

"Old Mo, didn't you let Xue Luo follow you blindly?"

Other people's anxiety is purely self-disturbing, but a pregnant wife cannot be anxious.

"My second wife didn't worry about you ... she probably didn't know it yet. Quite at ease. I told Nono at dinner: Don't go out to find you, and say you'll be back tomorrow morning at the latest."

"What? Xue Luo said exactly: I will be back tomorrow morning at the latest?"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes: Did the dog thing notify his woman in advance? So she was so sure when she would be back at the latest?

"Yes. I didn't dare let the second wife know anything, so I didn't ask much."

The steward Mo leaned forward slightly, "Master Er, shouldn't it be the bug's godfather ..."

"Shut up! Don't mention any more godfathers in the future! Bugs only have my father! My biological father! Nothing to do!"

Feng Xinglang suddenly launched an unknown fire. The mood was so out of control that he dropped all the tea cups on the marble floor.

"Knowing Master Er, I won't mention it!" The butler Mo replied continually to eliminate Master Er's anger.

"Daddy ... Daddy! Did you meet the caterpillar?"

Lin Nuo, who had been keeping his eyes open and refused to sleep, rushed downstairs and asked cheerfully.

Because Mommy told him: My dad went out to talk to an old friend about his old life! Let him not worry!

Lin Nuo's first reaction was: This old friend should be a big caterpillar no doubt!

Which pot is not open?

Just now the Mo butler was scolded because of the nickname "Dung Bug Godfather", and the child Lin Nuo caught up to scold him again?

"Nuo Nuo, my father now solemnly tells you: From now on, our family is not allowed to mention the big caterpillar!"

Feng Xinglang's deep voice was filled with anger that could not be vented.

"For ... why? Did you quarrel with the caterpillar, dear?" Lin Nuoji asked.

"The big caterpillar is dead! Understand? Dead!"

Feng Xinglang roared frantically, and the snarling howl shook Lin Nuo's eardrum.

"Daddy ... what happened to you?"

At this moment, the uncontrollable maniac of Feng Xinglang was not only unfamiliar to Lin Nuo, but also quite scary.

For so many years, no matter how mischievous you are, most of your dads are just a few words of symbolic rebuke; on weekdays, they are almost just the image of a loving father!

But now, at this moment, his dad yelled at him. Lin Nuo really couldn't accept such a dad.

"Master Second, you scared Nono!"

Although Master Er's emotions might be out of control at this moment, the butler Mo still resolutely reminded him, and subconsciously hid the eldest son of the family behind him, in case Master Er could accidentally hit the child.

When he saw the frightened eldest son, Feng Xinglang realized that he was out of control.

"Nono ... I'm sorry ... Daddy is sorry!"

Feng Xinglang's throat knot slipped swiftly, struggling to suppress his emotions and calm himself down as quickly as possible.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Nuo ran out from behind Mo butler, stepped forward and hugged his father's waist tightly.

"Nothing ... nothing!"

Feng Xinglang hugged his eldest son, "Don't ask, okay? Dad is really fine!"

"You're okay!"

The little guy grunted a little grievance, and said sensible again: "Given that my dad is not in a good mood, the pro-son will not ask first! When the dad is in a good mood, let me tell my son!"

"Well ... it's my dear son!"

Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy's face with a profound sigh: "With yours, my dad is very satisfied! Everything else is gone! Just go away! Dad doesn't care!"

"My mum, and Brother Zerg are the love of my dad ... so my dad can't lose his temper with us in the future! My son is very wronged! But my son still forgives his father!"

The little boy hugged his father's neck and appreciated several loud sounds.

"Nuo Nuo ... Thank you! Dear loves you! Good love!"

At this moment, Feng Xinglang's devastated heart slowly became gentle and warm after being comforted by his family.

Only family love is eternal!

After going to the master bedroom on the third floor to take a look at his sleeping wife and younger son, Feng Xinglang who had taken a bath went to the eldest son's room.

Sometimes even the most indestructible person needs its warmth.

This night, the father and son hugged and fell asleep.

The little guy was sensible and didn't ask much. He seemed to feel the unhappiness in his dad's heart.

...

Hetun rushed over early.

One was to see if his son was injured; the other was to ask something.

"Dad, you're here. Good morning."

Xue Luo enthusiastically greeted Hetun. Qi has been angered, given that Hetun is an elder, after all, filial piety must still exist.

Although Xue Luo herself also realized that she has been very active lately, she has never lacked kindness and filial piety.

"Snow fell? Why did you get up early in the morning? Don't sleep more?"

Hetun didn't care about the careless daughter-in-law. As long as Xue Luo can raise children with peace of mind, everything else is easy to discuss.

"A little hungry ... Go downstairs to find something to eat!"

Xue Luo deliberately supported her pregnant belly, and gently stroked her with her hands, as if expressing to Hetun: Your granddaughter is good in my belly! Don't worry about it blindly!

"Dad brought you some bird's nest and various fresh fruits, which are in the kitchen."

Those high-end supplements are really delivered. Even when Xueluo wasn't pregnant, Hetun let people send some fine ingredients to his son's family for three days and two.

"Thank you, Dad!" Xue Luo deserves to be a sweetheart.

"By the way, Arang? Should he be back?" Hetun couldn't help asking his son's condition.

"Alang came back last night and was sleeping with Nono! I just went to the room to see their father and son!"