Chapter 1768: Wait gentle 44

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"Insect ... Xing Insect ... Little Xing Insect ..."
Xing Shiliang's appellation became more and more complicated. He was ordered by his righteous father, He Tun, to come home to pick up Feng Zong and Feng Lin Nuo.
The sound of such a call made Feng Xinglang's real anger full.
Still "Xiao Xing Twelve Worms"?
What do you mean?
Want his son to be Xing Shierliang's younger brother? Or what else?
These days, I am too busy to arrest the assailants of Yan Bang, and I really overlook something.
For example, Xing Shir's sentence: "Dare to smash the woman I like, you mother don't want to live! 】
Feng Xinglang, who is now free, thinks he should settle the bill with Xing Shiliang?
When will his wife become the woman he likes Xing Shiliang? Where did he come from? !!
"Old Twelve is here ... It should be to pick up Bugs and Nono. I'll go and find a pair of bodysuits for Bugs to put on, or Bugs will have to leak belly all day again!"
Feng Zong Zi loves to be greedy and cold; together with He Tun and Xing Shi Er, the way they bring children is always rough. Whenever they can make fun, the little guy is careless. Although it's rare for a small thing to catch a cold, but Mommy Xueluo will inevitably distress her child.
The snow that turned to go downstairs was stopped by Feng Xinglang.
"Xing Twelve, isn't that ... I admire you so much?"
The man stared at his wife's eyes, gradually increasing his sourness.
"Hello", Xue Luo couldn't help laughing, "President Feng, wouldn't you be jealous with a little P kid? Isn't you so confident? It's rare!"
Seeing that the man was jealous of himself, Xue Luo was still a little satisfied.
"A child in his twenties ... is it a little too big?"
Feng Xinglang Meiyu raised his head slightly in anger, "Is this the rhythm he is looking for?"
"Don't do it!"
Xue Luo was really angry when he saw the man. He immediately fell into the man's arms, stomped his toes, and kissed the handsome face of the man. The old twelve was at GK Zhang Luo's girlfriend, but he did not expect that something serious happened with Brother Yan! It was delayed! "
"Did this kid bother you?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"Of course it's gone!"
Xue Luo quickly said good things for Xing Shier, "Old Twelve is as pure as white paper, you don't know it!"
Feng Xinglang gave a slight lip to Fei's thin lips, and fell downstairs before his wife Xue.
In the downstairs living room of Feng Jia, Xing Shiliang easily caught the Feng Zetong child hiding in the curtains.
The kid who is almost one year old has been quite stable.
Just can't speak yet!
A copy of the lofty arrogance that the sons are too lazy to communicate with your group of stupid humans.
Because recently everyone is concerned about the safety of Yan Bang, and the indicators checked by the little ones are normal, and the snow falls are not too concerned; because the little ones occasionally yell and say that no one understands Star language.
"Bugworm ... Call me the right father ... or dad!"
Xing Twelve embraced Feng Zongzi's pet in his arms and whispered in his ear.
The Feng Zongzhe glanced at Xing Shiliyi: Stop it! You are just a big P child! Why should this son call your righteous father? "Dad"? I did n’t even care about that Feng Xinglang who claimed to be his father, okay? !!
"Zongzhe, call my dad ... I will love you very much! If you can call me Dad, then I will secretly take you to the horror forest today to ensure that I can scare you to cry!"
Xing Twelve found that this little guy was particularly fond of playing thrilling things. What haunted house, Dinosaur Valley, is a piece of cake for little ones. In the haunted house, even the skeletons of other people who play ghosts can be used as toys.
"Xing Twelve, come to the study ... let's talk!"
Fortunately, Feng Xinglang didn't hear Xing Shiliang talking with his son Feng Zongzhan, or the scene became infinitely fierce again.
Xing Twelve gave Feng Xinglang a slanting glance and hummed, "I have nothing to talk to you!"
"But I have something to talk to you!"
Feng Xinglang took a step forward and hugged the youngest son Feng Zeng from Xing Shier's arms.
Xing Shiliang really felt that he had nothing to talk to Feng Xinglang!
But Feng Xinglang was determined to talk to himself ... then talk!
If you like to listen, just ignore it! He can't beat himself anyway, what can he do to him?
At any rate, Feng Xinglang also bears the title of Prince Edward, and the necessary face must be given a little.
In the study, Xing Shiren leaned leaning against the bookshelf, a laid-back but always alert look. Such a difficult form, perhaps only the righteous sons of Hetun can achieve such a godlike shape!
What do you think? This Xing Shier is more like a rebellious child spoiled by Hetun!
Feng Xinglang could not help but miss Xing Ba! Looking at all the sons of Hetun, only Xing Ba is sensible. Almost all others are gimmicks, just knowing what to do.
"Twelve, last time you blocked the fire extinguisher that Bai Mo smashed for me ... I haven't thanked you well!"
This opening remark is quite generous.
When it comes to the city government, they are really lacking! Or they think: there is no need to hide everything. If you don't like him, I'll give you a straight meal, and it will be even more deflated.
"No need to thank you ... I'm not trying to save you anyway!"
Xing Twelve glanced at Feng Xinglang and said casually. Nothing happens!
"Why, have we reached the point where we can't thank each other?" Feng Xinglang Wen laughed.
"I'm here to save Lin Xueluo! Don't be affectionate yourself!"
Xing Twelve really couldn't bear the set of Feng Xinglang. The key point is not really to save him.
"Oh ... it was to save my woman?"
Feng Xinglang's response, "Then I have to say thank you to my woman!"
Feng Xinglang deliberately repeated ‘my woman’ so that Xing Shier could clearly hear it. Fortunately, let him put away the love that should not be there.
But Xing Twelve did not follow the usual path and did not follow Feng Xinglang's intention at all.
Xing Twelve glanced at Feng Xinglang sitting at the desk, "Feng Xinglang, you have to be better with Lin Xue! Otherwise ..."
"Otherwise?"
"Otherwise I'll beat you!" Xing Shierli snorted sharply.
"hit me?"
Feng Xinglang chuckled, "Have your rightful father agreed?"
"Whether my righteous father agrees or not, as long as you dare to treat Lin Xueluo badly ... I will hit you!"
Xing Shiliang dared to say these words, and it was really courageous.
Feng Xinglang's eyes were heavy, and he meaningfully asked the last sentence: "Xing Shier, do you treat Lin Xuelu as your mother's respect? Or as your sister's love?"
"I……"
Xing Twelve pricked his mouth a bit, "I ... I like her! So ... so I forbid you to hurt her!"
Feng Xinglang felt that he was not so good as a whole!