Chapter 1647: Hold for three seconds

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Another thing is to know the son Moruo!
How could Feng Xinglang not know that his son Lin Nuo insisted not to share his father's selfishness with other children?
The fight with the niece to win the favor is staged almost every day! I only hope that he can change his point of view!
After seeing Yan Bang coming in, Feng Xinglang asked in a word: "Bang, how about raising a son for me in your Yulong City for a while?"
Yan Bang frowned and looked at Xing Shifang, who was being pulled by Feng Xinglang, "You say this child?"
"Um." Feng Xinglang hummed.
"Oh, my own son hasn't had time to raise, do you think I can still have time to raise a wild child ?!"
What Yan Bang said was true. His own son, Yan Wuzhen, is still stocking. How could he be interested in raising the righteous son of Hetun? !!
"But ... if you give me your child Nuo, I will be happy!"
Yan Bang humorously added this sentence. He knew that the boy Nuo was the heart of Feng Xinglang, and Feng Xinglang was absolutely reluctant to bear it.
Feng Xinglang at this moment felt as if he had regretted making such a request to Yan Bang. Because Yan Bang's answer was heartless and heartless, it would only make Xing Shishi further embarrassed.
"Uncle Feng, I still like to go back to the manor and live with other children!"
These words are insincere. Because Xing Shifang knew that he could never stay for Feng Xinglang to be his son. Counterfeit goods are counterfeit goods. He was hopeless. That said, it's a step down for yourself.
"Oh, I'll call him Uncle Feng instead of Dad?"
Yan Bang probed his hand and touched Xing Shifang's small head, "Tell you: Uncle Feng's family has a natural son who loves thousands of people, and you want to leave him as a son, that is what Do n’t even think about it! The kid will kill you first!

Although Yan Bang's words sounded a bit harsh, he told an indisputable fact.
Feng Xinglang's heart was tightened a bit, and Xing Shishi was in his arms again.
"Fifteen, take care of yourself when Dad is not around you! After a few days, Dad will find a way to find you!"
The little boy nodded seriously. He didn't know if Feng Xinglang would go to him, but he was really satisfied that he could still make a final hug with Feng Dad before leaving.
Feng Xinglang's temporary dad hugs in his arms and feels really good!
"Yo, it's true that father and son are so affectionate that they are reluctant to separate!"
Yan Bang raised his eyebrows and poured cold water: "Believe it or not, if you have Nuo, you can't hold it for three seconds!"
If Lin Nuo is really there, let alone three seconds, he will immediately take this fake out of his father's arms!
"Uncle Feng ..."
The little man carefully pushed away Feng Xinglang's arms. Although reluctant, but in the end must be different.
"You can call my dad while Feng Lin Nuo is away!"
Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "Brother Nono is just such a small selfish person, I hope you don't see him in general."
"Father Dad, you have to take good care of your body! Brother Ainuonuo, love your home."
The little man pursed his lips, hesitating and difficult, "And my righteous father ... he really misses you and cares about you! He loves you!"
"... Dad knows!"
Feng Xing Langton paused, "Some things, you are still young and don't understand."
"But Fifteen really wanted to see your family and my righteous father!"
Feng Xinglang didn't know how to answer this sensible and kind child, and could only hug him in his arms again.
Yan Bang 'bombed' Hetun them, but left Hetun's internal injury expert on his son's behalf.
In the light of foreign monks reading the scriptures, it is not a problem for them to take a look for Feng Xinglang. After all, Shencheng's hospitals rarely receive gunshot wounded patients. He also believes that Hetun is also dedicated to his own son.
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The tundra in the RV is full of vicissitudes of life. Looking at Xing Shiliang's heartache.
"Yi-Father, don't worry too much ... you all said on the 1st, Feng Xinglang's injury is much better! Later, the doctor who brought you will report to Feng Xinglang's injury in detail.
After a moment of contemplation, Hetun nodded slightly and sighed softly: "Go to Fengjia and see the snow fall and fifteen."
Xing Shishi has not mentioned to Hetun that Lin Xueluo was admitted to the hospital to take care of her baby. Now that Lin Xueluo has been discharged from the hospital and returned home, there is no need to talk about worrying about Yifu Hetun.
I just heard that Yifu Hetun said that he was going to Fengjia to visit the real little fifteen, and his fake fifteen was inexplicably nervous.
Xing Shishi didn't seem to dare to go to the arrogant and treacherous Feng Linnuo in front of him.
Vaguely, I always felt that he had occupied his dad as a father for a while ... a sense of inexplicable guilt!
Although Xing Shifang was summoned to Shencheng, it was to take the risk of Lin Nuo. He didn't expect Lin Nuo to appreciate him at all, but he shouldn't blame him, just be angry with him.
"Fifteen ... Nono ... keke!"
Hetun's serious injury had not yet healed, and his vitality was so scarce that he just shouted twice before being choked by a sharp cough.
Xing Twelve got Hetun's steady help out of the car, and while he was spurring Hetun, he called Lin Nuo on behalf of Hetun.
"Fifteen ... Fifteen! Yifu and Twelve Brothers came to see you! Fifteen ..."
Xing Twelve still habitually called Lin Nuo as fifteen. This is how he shouted from childhood.
It was inevitable that Mo's housekeeper and driver Xiaohu could not stop them in Hetun.
Moreover, He Tun had eaten behind closed doors with his son Feng Xinglang, and Xing Shier was certainly reluctant to be rejected by his righteous He Tun once again.
"It is my righteous father and old twelve!"
After hearing Xing Shiliang's call, Lin Nuo, who was accompanying her mother to drink nutritious soup in the restaurant, immediately climbed down from the chair.
Snow fell and stopped his son silently. Hetun has come after the door, and it is not something she can stop.
"Yifu ... Yifu ... your wounds are not good yet, why run and come to see me? If you miss me, just let the old fourteen take me over to see if you don't ... Slow down! "
Lin Nuo directly helped He Tunyu to Feng's living room.
After all, Hetun was the younger grandfather's grandfather, and Mo's housekeeper was not too embarrassed, so he entered the Feng's living room.
"Nono, what about your mother?" He Tun asked, panting.
"Mummy drinks nutritious soup in the restaurant ... Yifu, I'll help you sit down on the sofa."
"The right father doesn't sit. Take the right father to see your mother."
As soon as Hetun was about to step forward, Mo's housekeeper stopped over.
Letting Hetun enter the house was in the face of Hetun being the grandfather of Nuo Nuo; but at this moment, the housekeeper blocked Hetun because he didn't want Hetun to disturb the second wife who was still in the pregnancy.
Presumably, the second wife did not want to see Hetun, the creator!
Otherwise, with the gentleness and kindness of the second wife, she would greet the restaurant to meet Hetun.
Mr. Mo's housekeeper understood the meaning of Mrs.
"Mr. Xing, stop here! The second wife of my family has just returned from the hospital to give birth, and she is still very weak, so don't disturb her upbringing."
Mr. Mo's tone was polite, but his attitude was firm.
"What did you say? Xueluo went to the hospital to have a baby? What happened?"
He Tun tightened his voice immediately. He has a tense body, and is more concerned about his son's daughter-in-law.
"My second master was so badly hurt ... my wife was so distressed by my second master that she had a flat breath. I didn't suffer a lot in the hospital! My body has just improved and it is inconvenient to meet customers. I hope Mr. Xing forgive me.
The butler of Mo is a housekeeper of Ru Rui. He reminded Hetun's "sinfulness" by knocking side by side.
In other words, the two young masters and the second wife are suffering because of you.
In fact, Mo butler also distressed the second and third grandma. There is also Feng Jiazi in the belly of the second young mother.
Hetun should be aware of it, and immediately dropped his eyelids sadly.
At the beginning, Lin Nuo did not notice Xing Shishi, who was far behind Yifu Hetun and Xing Shiliang; but at this moment, he saw the counterfeit goods!
How dare this fake come to his house? !!
"Hey! Counterfeit goods, what do you come to my house to do? Can you still hang around my dear? Would you like to be shameless! Feng Xinglang is my dear! It is my dear Linuo's dear! It's just a fake! Really want to be a son of my dad? Dream it! "
The little guy was full of hostility towards Xing Shifang.
Perhaps in Lin Nuo's view, the mission of this counterfeit goods has been completed, and he can rest and return to his training manor!
So what are you doing here?
Must want to come to haunt my father and Feng Xinglang! It must be so!
"I didn't ... I came to see you with my father."
Xing Shifang didn't want to come in and close the house. But I heard that Yifu Hetun had a bad cough, but wanted to come and help.
"Look at me? I want you to be a fake to see what I do? Hurry up and let me go! I never want to see you again!"
Lin Nuo continued to yell at Xing Shifang fiercely: "Also, you don't think you will ever come to my dear! Otherwise I will break your leg! Did you hear me?"
"Nono! Don't be so rude!"
The little guy who scolds the snow is slowly coming out of the restaurant. She heard ‘counterfeit goods’ that had been repeated hostilely in her son ’s mouth.
Xue Luo would like to see this poor child!
The little boy was very white and looked much thinner than his son Lin Nuo. There was timidity and shame in the eyes.
"Mummy, this counterfeit came over and grabbed my dad again! I hate it!" The little boy ran over and hugged Xue Luo's waist.
"Nuo Nuo, the righteous father assures you: this one will never grab your dad from you!"
Hetun appeased the annoyed and angry grandson, "He doesn't dare, and he won't!"
"Nuo Nuo, obediently, go and give your right father a glass of water!"
Xue Luo ordered the suffocating son to do things. It should be something that is extremely unfriendly.
"Mum, my son will help you sit down on the sofa first, and then my son will go and drink water for the right father."
After the little guy turned and ran to the kitchen, Xue Luo beckoned to Xing Shifang, who was standing far away.
"Child, come here. Come to your aunt ..."