Chapter 2122: Worm miss you

Snow fell so distressed on such a young son.

I didn't want him to lie alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and took the little guy into his arms.

"Zugong, you miss the big bug, he will know. When he finishes his business, he will come back!"

Xue Luo kissed his young son's cheeks moistened by the mist: "Zongzi, Mommy loves you! I love you very much!"

"Little bugs also love Mommy!"

The little guy pulled back from the world outside the glass and kissed Mum's cheek warmly.

"Zongzhe, wait for the New Year, and let my dad take our family to Peteburg for tourism, OK? Peteburg is the home of Grandpa! It is the place where Mommy and Brother spend five years together!"

Xue Luo softly whispered to his younger son. She just wanted to communicate with her little son, no matter what the little guy answered her.

"Will the big bug be here?" The little boy asked with his eyes lit up.

"Perhaps!" Xue Luo sighed slightly, "Mummy can't be sure!"

The little man shook his head weakly, "The little bug wants to wait for the big bug at home!"

Snow fell again for a while. When he looked back at his husband, he was holding his daughter in all kinds of relatives, all kinds of teasing, and no one took care of the lonely little son. It will inevitably make people feel cold.

"The mummy is waiting at home with the worm!"

Xue Luoxi kissed his little son's face, "Mummy can't do without the bug! It's like the bug misses the bug!"

"Thank Mommy! Little Worm Loves Mommy!"

The little boy crouched on Mummy's shoulders, but still looked out of the glass window, trying to catch the long-awaited figure.

"Snow falls, don't hold the bugs, come over and feed the milk late at night! I just sucked my mouth, my girl should be hungry!"

Feng Xinglang greeted his wife. He couldn't hear his daughter humming. When coaxing is not good, the general trick is to call his wife to feed her daughter.

"No feed! I just want to hold my family bugs!"

Xueluo glanced only to know that her husband who loved her daughter hugged her younger son tighter.

"Little bug, come down! How old are you, why do you want Mommy to hug yourself! You don't have long legs?"

Complaining against his wife, Feng Xinglang scolded his younger son.

"Mummy, let the worm down ... the worm must be good!"

In the scolding sound of his dad, the little boy hurried to the ground. Then ran towards the glass window.

Looking at the little figure of his little son lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Xue Luo was really distressed. But the humming daughter here attracted her again. After all, the daughter is still young and needs more care.

"Xinglang, where did Cong Gang go?"

While Xueluo was breastfeeding her daughter, she complained, "When will you be back?"

"How would I know? I'm not the guy's dad!"

Feng Xinglang caressed his daughter who was nursing her breasts. "Again, someone who hit my wife, what do you want him to do?"

"Feng Xinglang! I've said it hundreds of times: Cong Gang won't! It won't!"

Xue Luo was furious. "And even if you drive Cong Gang away, don't people like Zhang Gang and Li Gang admire your wife? Feng Xinglang, you are not confident!"

"Wife, I really don't know where Cong Gang's dog thing died! He has long feet, and he's always fascinated!"

Seeing his wife angry, worried about her daughter's ration, Feng Xinglang immediately softened his attitude.

Xueluo glanced in the direction of his younger son again, "Little Worm is looking forward to Cong's return every day! If you go on like this, Worm and Worm will have to be autistic!"

Talking, Xue Luo stared angrily at her husband, "And you! Can you care more about bugs ?! I know we hug our daughter to make fun of our daughter all the time! We're separated, you just hug your daughter every day Come on! "

"Why are you angry again? Cong Gang runs away by himself, why are you blaming me?"

Feng Xinglang leaned over and kissed his wife's angry cheek. "Yes, I'll take care of bugs! Go now!"

"Come on, my dear little son, let my dad hug!"

Feng Xinglang stretched out his long arms and hugged a young man lying on the floor in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. "Thinking about life? Chat with your dad!"

The little man pursed his mouth and said nothing. Knowing that as long as he raised the big bug, his dad would be angry. So silence is golden.

"Are you thinking of big bugs?" Feng Xinglang asked in his younger son's ear with a low voice.

The little guy glanced back at his dad, but he didn't fumble around, but he was still silent.

"Well, after dinner, will your dad record a video of your blessings and send it to Big Bugs?" Feng Xinglang continued softly.

The little boy glanced at his dad in confusion, then nodded weakly.

"That's the order! Let's have dinner first!"

Feng Xinglang said mysteriously, "Wait for the secret activities of our father and son after dinner!"

The little man nodded weakly again, behaving as he agreed with his father's proposal. But still doubtful.

When coaxing his younger son, Feng Xinglang's heart was angry: the dog thing almost took his own son away!

"Come ... Come, collect money!"

The steward Mo came over with a festive red envelope, "Nono, you are the eldest son of Feng Family. This first big red envelope is for you! I wish you success in your studies and health and happiness!"

"Thank Grandpa Mo! I also wish Grandpa Mo longevity!"

It doesn't matter if money is not money. Children in Feng Lin Nuo just feel very happy to receive gifts.

"Tuan Tuan, you are the eldest daughter of Feng Family. This most beautiful big red envelope is for you! I wish you longer and more beautiful and more sensible!"

"Thank you Grandpa Mo! I also wish Grandpa Mo to be Rudonghai and Shoubi Nanshan!"

"Zugong, this is your big red envelope! Grandpa Mo wishes you a safe and healthy life!"

When he came to Feng Zong Chong, he was silent. The little guy did not reach out to receive the red envelope in Mo's house, but just looked at the floor-to-ceiling window sideways.

"Little bug, thank you Grandpa Mo! I wish Grandpa Mo always smiles, today, every year!"

Xue Luo took the red envelope from Mo butler for his younger son. It seems that everyone has become accustomed to the children's alternative.

"It's Xiao Wan Wan! I wish her healthy growth!" Mo butler delivered another big red envelope to Xue Luo.

"Thank you Grandpa Mo! I wish you a Happy New Year!" Xue Luo thanked the housekeeper for his daughter.

But there was a big red envelope in Mo's house ...

"Ran Ran, this is for you! I wish you all the best and happy family!"

The last big red envelope, Mo butler sent to his daughter Mo Ranran.

"Thank you Dad! I wish you a long life and a happy New Year!" Mo Ranran took the red envelope that her father handed her, and tears flashed in her eyes.

"Comrade Lao Mo, you have to be partial, you can't be so obvious!"

Feng Xinglang started his teasing and coaxing, "Even if I and my brother, you can give my little sister-in-law a red envelope, but why isn't there my Xueluo?"

"This is New Year's money ... for ... for children!" Mo steward explained a little bit.

"Dad, when you are a child, you must be a child of Xueluo! If you look back, you must also buy one for Xueluo!" Mo Ranran interrupted his father's words immediately. On this happy New Year's Eve, she didn't want to destroy the atmosphere because of herself. After the New Year, find the right time, and then explain to her husband and Tuantuan. No matter what their attitude is, she can

Be prepared to accept it frankly!

"Okay, I'll pack one!"

Mo butler did not persecute her daughter. Then he turned to the study and gave Xue Luo a red envelope.

"Xinglang, what are you trying to coax? Your dad is giving a red envelope to his daughter, and you are jealous!"

Xue Luo was envious of Mo Ranran's father.

"Funny old Mo plays! I like to look at Lao Mo's seriousness!"

The other people present did not take into account: this red envelope of Mo butler is a lucky money for grandchildren.

...

Night is already deep.

Feng Xinglang, who was defeated by the old guard, fell to his wife and daughter and fell asleep.

Strangely, he felt something poking his neck, and then his tall nose was pinched by a pair of small hands.

With the soft wall lamp on the bedside, Feng Xinglang saw the younger son standing beside the bed.

"Zhongzhe? Why don't you stay up so late?" Feng Xinglang squinted.

"Video with Big Bugs!" The little man mumbled softly.

"..." How can I forget this stubborn thing.

"Okay ... my dad got up and started a video with my family!"

Despite the drowsy yawn in his mouth, Feng Xinglang, who loved his son, stood up. Tonight is New Year's Eve, and he dreams like the wish of his younger son.

In the study, Feng Xinglang held the younger son on his lap.

Cong Gang's phone still failed to get through.

Feng Xinglang muttered something and smashed the phone on the desk.

What he hates most is that Cong Gang is so uncontrolled! Not to mention coming soon!

"Big bugs won't answer?"

The little guy picked up the phone and looked at his dad expectantly, "Daddy beats again!"

Feng Xinglang took the mobile phone from his youngest son, and while trying to continue to call Cong Gang, he asked softly: "Zong Zhe, tell Dad than, what do you like Da Zong Zong? Or is there anything in Da Zong Zong worthy of you like him?"

"Big bugs love little bugs ..." the little man muttered.

"But my dad loves bugs too!" Feng Xinglang leaned in and kissed the little son in his arms.

"Big bugs love little bugs!"

The younger son's words made Feng Xinglang somewhat inaccessible. The phrase "only love" is indeed worth it.

"Maybe the caterpillar is already asleep ... then, let's record a video and send it to him so he can see it when he wakes up!"

"So ... okay." The little boy nodded weakly.

Looking at the father and son in the same frame in the video, Feng Xinglang gladly found that the younger son was so handsome when he laughed! Very young style!

"Big bug, little bug misses you!" The little guy pulled a long tail, "I think ... I want ... I want ... I want ..."

The little guy was thinking brokenly.

"Cong Gang, you are so arrogant ... very boring! If you are not convinced, you can come back and find me to do it! Let me say ..." Feng Xinglang glanced around, "Again, you are not a big yellow girl ...... Can you die ?! The worm misses you, come back quickly! "