Chapter 1488: So cruel

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Ke Linxue tore off those willow branches, which were not used to hit her own son. Instead, he took the leaves from the willow branches and took them to the living room of the main villa of Fengjia.
The little boy jumped next to her mum, showing no signs of being beaten.
But judging by Lin Xueluo's angry look, those cleaned willow strips should be used as beating props!
What the mother and son were talking about, Ba Song didn't quite understand. But with the ingenuity of the little guy, if he was beaten, he would have been far away.
Aren't those willow branches used to hit Lin Nuo? What is it used for?
"Mum, what are you doing with these branches?"
Lin Nuo asked after asking for an exact answer.
"Take justice! Punish evil and do good!"
Xue Luo took those willow branches all the way to the living room. "Protect our mother and son's rights!"
"Mum, wouldn't you ... yes ... want to use them to hit my dear?" The little boy asked quietly.
"Guess it!"
Xue Luo sat on the sofa, first took out one of the willow branches and gestured in his hand, feeling too soft, and picked up the second willow branch and folded it together.
"Mum, what did your dad do wrong, you want to hit him with a branch?"
The little guy asked again. Even if you want to report air, you have to know the reason first. My dad said, we need the right medicine!
"It's not a big deal ... but it has risen to a matter of principle!"
The snow fell shaking the two willow branches that were stacked together, as if trying to feel, "Mummy must kill the bad behavior like your dear in the bud! Let him know: a husband and wife, what can be done What can't be done! "
"Mummy ... The branches are so soft ... It definitely won't hurt to hit someone ... Do you want to have fun with my dad?"
The children of Lin Nuo are trying to see if Mummy's determination to hit her dad is firm. If it was just a joke, he wouldn't need to report to his dad first; but if the mommy really came ... he would still be a bit reluctant to be beaten by a bastard.
"Well, willow bar hurts? It's the power you haven't seen!"
The two willow branches stacked together were still too soft, and the snow fell began to weave those willow branches together into a rattan shape.
"If the effect is good, Mummy will prepare one for you! For example, if you skip school and run away from home, you can use it!"
"Mummy ... you still keep it to teach the father! You son, but you worked hard to give birth, I know Mom must be reluctant to really hit the kiss son!"
The little man ran away in a timely manner, "Mummy, my son went upstairs to do his homework!"
"Well! Do your homework! Otherwise, Mommy will let you try the power of willow strips first!"
The little guy ran back to his children's room in one breath. Bring upstairs along with a wireless landline.
The phone was called to Xinglang from my dad.
"Dad, I kindly remind you: your big P shares are about to bloom!"
"How to talk to your dad? No big, no small!"
Even with reprimand, you can hear the full affection for the little guy in Feng Xinglang's words.
"Let me tell you: Mommy just pulled a lot of willow branches ... said it was to keep hitting your P shares!"
"Whether your mommy is going to hit your P-shares or your dad's P-shares? Tell me how do you mess with your mommy? If you are willing to confess to your dad, you can still be cheeky. Please ask your mom for a favor! "
"Bastard dear, you are going to be beaten! Don't believe it!"
The little guy was too lazy to see his dad look like he didn't care about it anymore! Let him be beaten!
When Feng Xinglang called back, the caller had been replaced by An An.
"What's wrong with Nono? What willow branches did his mom make to pump him?"
An Ying glanced at the snow falling on the sofa in the living room, which was weaving willow strips, and lowered his voice, saying, "Master Er, my wife is taking those willow branches and making rattan ... I think you should come back first. No Nuo is afraid of being beaten! "
Feng Xinglang, who hung up the phone, was so fragile because of the extreme protection of the calf: the woman taught the little guy a few words, and he might still be able to accept it; !!
How old a child, wouldn't it be a little naughty to commit such a cruel hand? !!
When Feng Xinglang was a child, he really saw the power of the willow tree to beat his body! That's really fleshy!
What happened to this woman? What's wrong with sleeping? Or is it because of his son's truancy to Rouen the other day?
Haven't you turned it over? Why are you thinking about beating small things again? !!
Feng Xinglang dropped the thing in his hand and whistled back immediately.
Hearing the sound of the engine from which my dad whistled back, the little boy rushed downstairs immediately.
Snow fell calmly sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking coldly at the man who hurried back.
There were still some stubs on the coffee table in front of the sofa; Xue Xue's hand was hiding behind her, and she could not see the specific motivation.
"Dear husband, are you back?"
Feng Xinglang sniffed the opening as the snow fell.
"My wife ... is this waiting for your husband to come back? The husband is so touched!"
Feng Xinglang had a slight smile, and his rising lip corner was a bit of evil charm. Feelings This is to show people by ‘color’!
His beauty plan is completely immune to the snowfall at this moment.
"Since moved ... come here!"
Xue Luo smiled so that some humans and animals were harmless, a charming look that wanted to seduce a man past her.
There is something wrong with a woman's state ... Feng Xinglang hasn't realized what the woman wants.
But his wife was so kindly invited. How could a grandfather of him fail?
So he exposed his handsome smile and approached the woman sitting on the sofa.
"Feng Xinglang, I'll give you ten seconds to admit your mistake! Otherwise, don't blame your wife for being polite to you!"
Xue Luo is still the owner of the people, she gave the man a chance to make representations.
"Admit your mistake? Me?"
Shouldn't it be a mischievous son?
Feng Xing Lang Jun's eyebrows narrowed slightly, he thought for three seconds quickly, and didn't realize what he had done wrong.
Then he subconsciously glanced at the side of his son ...
The little guy spread his hands and shrugged, a helpless little look like "I really don't know"!
"Time is up!" Xue Luo took out the woven rattan from behind.
"Xue Luo ... wife ... calm down first ... even if you have to execute, you have to let me understand?"