Chapter 1384: Pinacious teenager

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The little guy was too lazy to refute with his father and father Xinglang;
He just garnered a bitter grin on his bastard's dad, and buried his head in Hetun's left arm, no longer looking at him.
"Do you really not eat? That dad has a mouthful!"
Among the depressed sentiments of everyone, Feng Xinglang was able to eat happily.
"Snow falls, you can eat it too. This chicken wing platter, listen to the chef said to make eight flavors; whichever you like, let the chef make more."
Xue Luo loves chicken wings. Hetun knew when he lived in Fort Pete. It's just that Hetun at that time never took care of it, but now Xueluo's identity has become his daughter-in-law and grandson's mother-in-law, and his attitude has changed 180 degrees.
"Dad, you have something to eat, too. The doctor is still waiting to give you an infusion! I will feed Nouno later, so don't worry!"
"Not in a hurry!"
He Tun bowed his head and kissed the little guy's head. "Just sitting here with my family for fifteen is better than giving injections and medicine!"
Lin Nuo's children are willful, and the aged Hetun is not much better. It wasn't that Xue Luo could persuade in a few words; the grandchildren and their grandchildren were so converted together, sad and slightly warm.
"Eat yours! Hungry they will eat it by themselves!"
Feng Xinglang clamped a piece of Cola Chicken Wings for his wife, "Would you like a bite to taste it for you?"
Xue Luo glanced at her husband regardless of the occasion, and then he immersed himself in eating the chicken wings.
It ’s not really an occasion; you ca n’t cry with big eyes and small eyes together? !! Son Feng Linnuo has been crying for more than an hour as a representative. It's enough to give him Hetun face!
"Well ... this one is pepper and salty ... this one is garlicy ... this one is like red wine?"
"Bastard Feng Xinglang! You hate it! You don't like eating chicken wings, why do you have to bite them one by one? Are you a waste of food like this? Mommy hasn't eaten it yet!"
Lin Nuo can't stand the bad behavior of his father!
The dad bit the chicken wings in the platter one by one! And just drop a bite there and continue to taste the next.
"Why does it matter if your mum eats me ?! Um ... this chicken wings braised with curry ... Fair! There are three more, I will continue to taste!"
"Feng Xinglang, you have no quality!"
The little guy turned his sorrow into an indignation with his dad, "I'm so sad, and you're so happy to eat? Your conscience is really bad!"
"If sadness can solve the problem, dear is willing to cry with you here!"
Feng Xinglang stared deeply at the little thing that was crying red under the eyes, "Your righteous father's arm is broken, and he must be sad too; and your crying and sadness will only make him sadder!"
Raising interest slightly, "Feng Linnuo, your father and mother know that you are a filial obedient child; but your father and father want you to be a brave and optimistic child!"
"Your righteous father's arms can't grow out, but your righteous father can put on a prosthetic leg, so he can hug you and love you!"
"All of these require your encouragement and support, not just your wailing and insinuation!"
The little guy was silent, with tears in his eyes, "Daddy ... is there no other way?"
"If there is, the eighth and the twelve, they will spare no effort to help your righteous father!"
Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "You saw it just now, the eighth suffered a serious internal injury ... they did their best! So don't blame them anymore!"
The little guy glanced towards the bedroom. "Yes, what about Old Twelve? Why didn't Old Twelve see it?"
"Your twelve brother's face was hurt by stray bullets and fragments before being burned. He thought he was ugly, so he hid in the room and refused to come out to see you!"
He Tun Dao doesn't care what beauty or ugliness is, but Xing Shiren was a beautiful young man.
"Then I'll see the old twelve!"
The little boy climbed down from the chair and ran towards Xing's bedroom.
It seems that the little fellow's heart knot has been relieved because of the enlightenment of his father and father.
The roaring little hairy beast left the table, and the three people on the table were shrouded again.
"Alang, you can come to see Dad ... Dad is really happy!"
He Tun's voice was dumb, and he stared affectionately at his only son.
Feng Xinglang didn't answer, but nodded, "Okay, don't be generous! Since you have no appetite, go to the doctor to infuse it first. I see that your wound has been tossed and bleeding by Nono, so go in quickly Let's treat it! Let the little thing see, and he will cry and run away with you again. "
Hetun then looked at his stubble subconsciously, and there was a little blood spilling from his sleeve.
"It also affects my appetite!"
Feng Xinglang's sentence played a role, He Tun immediately stood up, "Then I go in to deal with it, you eat slowly!"
After the doctor accompanied Hetun into the treatment room, Feng Xinglang slowly put down his chopsticks.
Although the man pretends to be a okay person with no heart or lungs, Xue Luo can feel that the heart of the man is also uncomfortable; she probes over and gently caresses the man's back.
"Xing Lang, let's go and see Xing Ba together? Just ask him what happened."
Xue Luo could see that his husband was not really appetizing; he just didn't want to make this sad atmosphere even more silent.
"You accompany Nonuo to see Xing Twelve, I can go to see Xing Ba alone!"
Feng Xinglang stood up, but extended his wife Xueluo, "Don't let Nono know Xun Xing's trouble!"
"All right! I'll go with Nono. By the way, Xing Ba's room is on the right ..."
"Relax! Isn't my cousin leading the way!" Feng Xinglang fainted a smile.
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Xing Ba was infusion when Feng Xinglang came in. His face paled and he looked dying.
"Why do you do this?"
Feng Xinglang humorously said, "Nearly the whole army was wiped out?"
Xing Baji smiled lightly, "I'm not afraid of Prince Xing, you're joking ... it's almost ... it's going to be wiped out!"
"Okay, don't move! Don't talk!"
Feng Xinglang held Xing Ba, who was reminded of him, "Looking at you, you're almost out of breath. If you really get mad at me, how bad it will be!"
Seeing Xing Ba lie back, Feng Xinglang taunted again, "You also played with me at the beginning! When you met the real hard characters, all of them became soft-footed shrimp?
Xing Ba bit down a face, "There are two or three hundred troops stationed there ..."
"Then you still go to them stupidly?" Feng Xinglangzhi said, "Even a three-year-old child can't beat and run!"