Chapter 1777: Wait gentle 53

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Feng Xinglang of the past month has lost his colorful nightlife, and it has become more wife and children.
"Boy, what about with your mom?"
Fengxing Langto hugged the good-sealing worm in his arms and kissed the little face he had snuggled over.
"How can I not call my father and mother with my son's IQ? Is it because he deliberately refuses to call him?"
Feng Xinglang's petting warmth rebukes his deliberately betrayal, the purpose of which is to run away from the younger son, "Look what hastily made your mummy? Why don't you know how pity and love are?"
Sure enough, after waiting for the spacious nanny car, the little guy stopped selling goodies, climbed down from his father Feng Xinglang, and began to entertain himself.
"Shit, how does your dad feel ... are you using your dad?" Feng Xinglang could not help but sigh.
The little guy lamented that he didn't care about his dad, and started tossing a remote-control plane. Not wanting it to fly, but dismantling. Starting from the wing, little by little with the small hand. If it can't be held down or can't be moved, the little one will bite his mouth. Fortunately, they are all food-grade plastic toys.
"Bite a bit ... don't break your little baby teeth!"
Feng Xinglang lay on the lazy side behind the little guy, so he looked at the little things in a somber way.
Generally, Xing Shishi came to drive when taking children out, so Fengxinglang of the institute could take a short break.
"Feng Fengzhe, your dad told you: If you refuse to speak again, I believe your mommy will take you to see all kinds of children's doctors! By that time, you will be the one who suffers and suffers, but you! I think you still know the current affairs person as Junjie, quickly open your noble little mouth, and call your mummy sweetly, so that she won't be worried or anxious for you! "
Feng Xinglang was so temperamental and patient that he persuaded his younger son Feng Chong who had been reluctant to open his mouth to talk.
The Feng Zeworm kid just turned his head to glance at his dad lightly, and then tossed his remote-control plane.
Feng Xinglang found that although his youngest son was a bit daring and heartless, he almost never hurt himself. The little guy is still strong to protect himself.
For example, now, he tried it twice and found that he could not bite the slightly harder cabin head by his own small teeth, so he sent the drooly cabin head to Feng Xinglang to bite ...
"You call me dear ... I'll bite it for you!"
Feng Xinglang also used his wife's intimidation and temptation.
Come again!
So to threaten a child who is only one year old, won't your conscience hurt?
Asking others is better than asking ourselves! Can't bite, I can smash it!
The little boy immediately slammed the remote-controlled aircraft in his hand and smashed it into the bulletproof window. Did not break open once, the little guy picked it up and continued to smash repeatedly.
"Shit boy, good toys have been tossed into by you ... you are too violent to play, right ?!"
Sometimes Feng Xinglang also doubts: How did the jealous oneself and the gentle and beautiful wife Lin Xueluo give birth to this little devil in front of her?
When you are quiet and well-behaved, you can make people feel extra pampered.
When the prank is done, people really want to give him a good meal!
"Isn't you going to appreciate my dad's face? Obediently call me 'Dad' ..."
Looking at the indifferent young son, Feng Xinglang Meiyu said straightly: "How about playing tricks with your dad? Isn't it true? That dad really wants to leave you!
The little guy who was so focused on playing suddenly dropped the remote-controlled airplane in his hands, and used his little finger to point in a certain direction, "hhhhhhh".
Feng Xinglang subconsciously glanced back: It turned out to be the intersection to Qibei Mountain City! !!
"You don't want to call your dad! My dad wouldn't take you there!"
Of course, Feng Xinglang would not take his one-year-old son to such a spooky ghost place early in the morning.
He also knew that his arms could not twist his thighs. The little guy just grabbed the window and looked through the glass towards Qibei Mountain City.
"Boy, Cong is your father? Do you want to go to him that way every time?"
Feng Xinglang petted the little guy's small P stock symbolically and tapped him into his arms.
But the little one still twisted his body and looked at the intersection of Qibei Mountain City until he disappeared.
...
The little guy was quite quiet and well-behaved for half a morning. Daddy Feng Xinglang can also worry-free office.
But after having lunch, when the father and son were about to rest, the little boy started to quarrel. And it's the kind that people simply can't ignore. Not to mention squinting and resting.
The little guy held Fang Xinglang's hand and dragged it toward the lounge door.
"Feng Zongzhe, your dad has a hard time making milk for you ... would you let your dad rest for a while?"
Feng Xinglang really underestimated the endurance of the little guy tossing him, "If you are so noisy, your dad will hit you!"
One minute later, the entire lounge was filled with the babbling cries of the worms.
Send the little thing back to Feng's house, and worry that the little rabbit will carry it with his mum again; continue to scream with him so much, and he can't bear the little guy to cry his throat, and it's not easy to explain to his mum.
So Feng Xinglang thought of a place where the best of both worlds can be made: the little guy can be quiet and he can rest for a while.
When Feng Xinglang brushed the smart door with his handsome face that seduced all sentient beings, the Feng Zetong children happily squeezed into the gap of the smart door that had not been fully opened.
"Bugworm ... run slowly! Your uncle Caterpillar is not there during the day!"
Feng Xinglang teased sleepily. For more than a month after Yan Bang woke up, he would often bring two sons here.
Yu Yanbang is already a stranger; Bai Mo is gradually alienating him ...
For an adult man, even a good brother who loves wine is gone ... Actually, it is cruel!
"Zongzhe, my dad just squinted on the sofa in the living room ... you can't run away!"
"Uh-huh!" The little boy hummed and ran towards the stairwell happily.
The little guy has come a lot, and everyone in this retro villa should be more familiar than his dad Feng Xinglang.
I used to worry about the little guys bumping into each other, but now I don't have to worry about it anymore. The little guy is more familiar with the environment than he is. Xiaojiaojiao has been explored by small things. Except those doors that cannot be opened.
In other words, as long as the smart door is locked, small things can only play happily in the villa.
This ghost house, except perhaps Cong Gang, who turns into a ghost, should not allow anyone to come in.
If Cong turned into a ghost just dared to emerge from the ground to scare his son Feng Xinglang, he promised that he would beat his soul and let the ghost fail!
Cong Gang, who can't fight too hard and turned into a ghost, also said that at least in protecting his son's momentum, he must win!
However, Feng Xinglang really hoped that Cong Gang would emerge from the ground ...
Even a ray of ghosts!