Chapter 1898: Green Love Letter 103

"I choose both!"

The little man answered angrily.

In fact, it's not greedy, but the little guy thinks that the love of his father must be there, because he is born to his father; but he also yearns for the big caterpillar to like him!

how to say? In the mind of the little guy, Cong Gang is not only a spiritual idol admired, but also a more delicate relationship.

Feng Xinglang was slightly relieved. He was really worried that his son only chose Cong Gang for an impulse, so how embarrassing his dad was!

"That won't work! You can't have both fish and bear's paw, you have to choose between them!"

This is clearly forcing his son to rebel!

A wise person will do this kind of confusion in a hurry.

The forced little guy glared at his dad Feng Xinglang with his cheeks help, and was forced to make a choice:

"Do you have to choose one? That pro-son chooses the big caterpillar!"

The little guy made such a choice, it wasn't like he was totally mad. Or he thinks that his father and his daughter Feng Xinglang's love election and non-election are there all the time. He is still very confident about this!

And the big caterpillar likes it ... it's commendable. The little guy longed to be loved by the big caterpillar, took it seriously, and cared about it.

"Boy, you really want to choose this way?"

Feng Xinglang took a breath of heartache, "Are you trying to hurt your father's heart?"

"That wasn't forced by your dad!"

The little guy also felt the sadness of his father and snuggled up his nose; the father and son embraced each other so head to head.

The biological son was reluctant to swear and fight, and Feng Xinglang turned his anger on the scourge of Cong Gang!

This is to erode his son, what about the relationship between their father and son? !!

Dog thing, find a cool place to die well? Why bother to come and toss their family?

At this moment, Feng Xinglang really hoped that Cong had just died!

The more things you can't get, the more you want to own. Feng Xinglang actually understood this.

Presumably the little guy is in the same state of mind: The more Cong Gang avoids seeing him, the more he misses Cong Gang!

Dog stuff, even playing with a ten-year-old child? !!

"Nono, dad knows how you feel about the big caterpillar ... but we can't force him, do we?"

The bright image of a father in the mind of his son, Feng Xinglang still has to maintain, "Otherwise, my dad went to the big caterpillar to talk about these days and see if he would like to ..."

"Daddy, don't look for the big caterpillar!"

The little guy interrupted his father's words, and lowered his head in sorrow. "Since the big caterpillar does not want to see me, then ... then forget it! Don't ... don't embarrass the big caterpillar what he doesn't want to do thing!"

Small things are still proud of their bones. It's one thing to miss the big caterpillar, but the big caterpillar doesn't want to see him, and he won't force it.

It's better to be alone sadly!

"Nono, actually ... it is time we should learn to forget the big caterpillar! Now that he is born again, he will have a new life of his own! He doesn't want to be disturbed by us, and we should not go Bother him. "

Feng Xinglang was gentle in tone, patiently and eloquently speaking with his son.

"But ... but Big Caterpillar has seen Brother Worm and Brother Doudou ... Why did he just refuse to see me? I promise not to disturb his life, I just want to see him! Look Look at him ... "

Talking, the little one was sobbing. He hugged his dad's neck tightly and buried his head sobbing.

Feng Xinglang's distress was sore. He kissed his son's tear-stained face tenderly and coaxed him softly.

"You're good, Nono, you're the eldest proud son of your dad. My dad wants you to be strong ... just forget the **** caterpillar! OK?"

"What if that eldest son can't forget the big caterpillar?"

"Daddy can accompany his eldest son forgotten!"

"If you can't forget it?"

"No! Isn't it just a **** caterpillar? We don't want him anymore! Your father will find you a new caterpillar someday!"

Feng Xinglang worked hard to amused his sad son, "Or find a bird that specializes in caterpillars!"

"Don't ... my son wants big caterpillars!" The little man hummed on his father's shoulder.

...

In view of the hard work of comforting his father and mother, Lin Nuo rewarded his dad with a little face and walked out of his room downstairs to have dinner with mommy.

Xue Luo tried to ask his son several times, but he was stopped by her husband. He can only add food to his son.

"Nono, this is your favorite salt and pepper ribs ... and bacon roulade!"

Seeing that his son was in a bad mood, Xue Luo made an exception to use meat to make his son happy.

The little guy just sulked and didn't talk.

"Nuo Nuo, I have given you Mummy tonight!"

Distressed and sad son, Xue Luo wanted his son to enjoy the warm arms of Mummy.

"Unused mommy! You have a baby in your belly and your son is sleeping awfully. It would be bad if you met the baby!"

Seeing that his son finally spoke, Xue Luo was relieved. But I also felt less and less close to my son.

"Sorry, hasn't Mommy neglected my eldest son?"

"No! My sons are all grown up and are no longer sticky!" The little guy still refused Mummy's kindness.

"That group is going to sleep with Brother Nono tonight, OK?"

Feng Tuantuan said well while sending the fish belly with the fish card to Lin Nuo's plate.

"Then don't even need it! Lest Uncle and Da Ranran have to say I'm taking advantage of you again!" The little guy indignantly.

"Then let Brother Worm stay with you ... OK?"

"No!"

"Then give your dad to you!" Xue Luo didn't want his son to be alone tonight.

"None of them! I want to be alone!"

"..." What is the age of the little P child? Just want to be alone?

Children today are really difficult to raise! Ten-year-olds already have their own thoughts, and they also exclude others from asking questions.

After dinner, Lin Nuo did not spend more time downstairs, so he went upstairs alone.

When Lin Luo opened the door of his room, the whole person was shocked!

At his desk, a familiar figure was sitting: a smoky gray sweater, low-key and restrained, arrogant and cold; giving a less mild sense of condensation!

"Big ... big ... big caterpillar?" The little guy was surprised incoherently.

"Shh!" Cong Gang made a hissing gesture to the little guy, "close the door first!"