Chapter 2192: Postscript 10

The clever kiddie waited by the parking lot.

Because the big bug brings An An, he will definitely go to the parking lot first, so waiting here is undoubtedly the closest distance.

The children of Feng Linnuo also wanted to wait in the parking lot. But when he saw his younger brother, Zongzhe waiting there, he went back to the gazebo silently.

In the subtle way, Lin Nuo has learned to tolerate.

He knew that his brother, Worm Worm, needed the care of the big caterpillar more than himself, so he learned to let his brother. Sometimes he also envied his brother. Fortunately, he and his righteous father loved him so well, and he could make up for the small loss in his heart.

Half an hour later, Feng Zheworm guarded Xiao An'an and walked in front of the crowd.

Xiao An'an was in light-colored casual clothes, holding a feeding bottle in one hand, and a mango in one hand?

Compared with the princess-style seals and bean sprouts, Xiao An'an's dress is more neat and neat.

"An An ... An An ... Come, let the godmother hug!"

The first to come forward was the snow fall. Cong Gang can treat her and her husband's children as if she were her own. Of course, she also regards Cong Gang's children as her own. Besides, Xiao An'an was still a child without a mother, which made Xue Luo even more distressed.

Xiao'an looked at the smiling aunt quietly in front of her, instead of welcoming the open arms of snow falling, she crooked her head and looked at Feng Xinglang sitting on the rattan chair behind her.

As soon as I saw the little thing, he was peeping at himself, and Feng Xinglang's lip angle rose slightly: his aura was so powerful. Even if he didn't have to come forward to please, he could become the object of attention of this high-cold little thing.

"Yo, it's so cold and so cute! You will change your urine, don't you? It's so cool!"

Mo Ranran came forward, dragging his son's stroller, "Xiao An'an, I want to introduce you to my family, a gentleman and a gentleman, can you take a look?"

"An'an, the baby in Xiaogan's belly has been eight months old. Its nickname is Tutu, which is just like you!"

Bai Mo came up and wanted Xiao An'an to change the spot to a non-wet spot, but she was choked by blossoming words.

"Duoduo, what fun are you doing? Our daughter-in-law is so deserving!"

Although Bai Mo admires Cong Gang very much and admires Cong Gang's cool daughter, but his wife Doudou is too exaggerated, right? Two girls want to pair?

At that time, Doudou did not want to explain anything to Bai Mo, but felt that Bai Molao was so wishful thinking that it was not a matter of having a daughter in her belly, and he simply told him this 'cruel' fact today. All right.

"What daughter, the baby in my stomach is a boy! Boy! I have been checked many times, it is a boy!"

Compared to Bai Mo's wishful thinking and wanting a daughter, Doudou is still very satisfied with the baby boy she is pregnant with.

"Ah? Why ... how did he become a boy? No ... shouldn't it be a daughter?"

Because she liked her daughter, Bai Mo wishfully thought that she must be a daughter.

"Too lazy to tell you!"

Duoduo admired Bai Mo with big white eyes, then glared at him again: "Bai Mo, what do you mean? Is it because I have a son in my stomach, so you don't hurt or love?"

"How come ... as long as it is our child, I love and all hurt!"

Bai Mo immediately embraced the angry blossoming in his arms, and asked a little more owingly: "Duoduo, is he really a son? Did you tease me?"

"While playing! Don't influence me to find my daughter-in-law!" Yuan Duoduo was too lazy to say anything to Bai Moduo.

Xiao Anan bypassed Xue Luo and Mo Ran Ran, walked directly to Feng Xinglang, and placed the big mango in his hand on the table in front of him. Then stared at Feng Xinglang so quietly.

Glancing at the big mango sent by the little cute to himself, and glanced at the small thing quietly staring at himself, Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes: What does the small thing mean? Is this courting him?

"Daddy, take a bite of An An's mango!"

Seeing nothing moving from his dad, the Fengzhe kid urged.

"Why should I eat the mango she gave?"

Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows. In fact, when he first came to him with a mango from a small thing, he could already guess: this little guy should want to use this mango to apologize to him!

When he first met, he bit his father-in-law ... I felt like I was too clumsy?

This attitude and way of admitting wrong, Feng Xinglang is still willing to accept!

"Dad than, take a bite of An An's mango! So ... this means forgive An An!"

Feng Zongzhe showed his little warm man's side and began to lift the mango to his father's mouth for An An.

Because the big bug just told An An: As long as your dad takes a bite, he will be forgiven An An!

"It takes me a bite ... it's not impossible ..."

Feng Xinglang smiled with a slight smile on his lips, and rushed over his big hand. "An'an, give me my little hand!"

The last time I couldn't touch Xiao An'an's hand, this opportunity was really rare.

But it just means something like 'robbing the fire.'

"Dad than, don't worry about An An! An An doesn't like people touching her little hand ... Little Worm's hand touches you!"

The heart-warming Fengzhezi stuffed his little hand into the palm of his dad.

"Oh my god, Mommy didn't expect my bugs to be so warm ... Mommy was really pleased!"

Snow fell really touched by the warmth of the younger son. This little cute named An An is really the savior of the youngest son.

"Mum, let your dad have a bite of An An's mango!"

With one bite, he and An An can deal with big bugs.

"Xing Lang, take a bite! Look at the anxiety of your own son ..." Xue Luo also urged the younger son.

Feeling that his face was greatly satisfied, Feng Xinglang became even more arrogant.

"An'an, give me your little hand ... I'll take a bite of this mango!"

Feng Xinglang began to talk to a young man less than two years old about the conditions. He thinks it's because he understands his words.

Xiao An'an did not follow Feng Xinglang's intentions. She just waited quietly and watched quietly.

This silent insistence is really a small copy of Cong Gang!

"Feng Xinglang, can't you eat? I can't stop it if you don't!" Xue Luo threatened.

Feng Xinglang knows that she is so small, so she should have no worries; this is just an innate habit of her: calm enough, and patient enough! He started to like this little thing so much!