Chapter 1787: Waiting for gentleness 63

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Educational look should be able to do more with less.
Only when the little guy is in a good mood can the exercise be carried out happily.
Seeing that my dad was able to take himself here this time, the little guy couldn't hide his joy and hummed.
Before entering the villa, that is, before brushing his face, Feng Xinglang hugged his little son in his arms and stood still.
"Zongzhe, do you want to go in?"
"Huh ..." The little guy leaned forward and brushed the screen with his little finger. Begged the shy guy to quickly brush his face.
It seems the little guy also knows: This strange door only works if you brush the face of Feng Xinglang.
"Want to go in ... just call my dear obediently ... or dad! Dad is simpler ... obediently, called dad!"
Feng Xinglang started his foreplay—a little bit of a slap.
That's terrible!
How can this guy be so naive? !!
Speak to you "Dad", how long can you grow meat?
Even if it can be long, it can only be fat!
The little guy took a poke at his little mouth, first turned to look at the LCD screen that brushed his face, and then looked back at his father Feng Xinglang;
Then, he suddenly held the face of Feng Xinglang with his little hands, and pushed hard towards the face brushing screen ...
"Smelly boy, do you really want to bow with your dad overlord? Just with your little strength, can you shake your dad?"
Feng Xinglang was amused by his son's small gestures, turned his head a little, the little guy froze in the face, and was easily corrected by him again.
His little arms and calves couldn't even twist this guy's head, let alone twist his thigh.
The little boy was thinking: If you want to cry two times to show weakness, a wind of cold wind blows over; the little boy was shocked.
Generally speaking, the Feng Fengzhe children still like the cold wind.
No one can understand and enjoy the high altitude.
I thought the little guy couldn't bear the cold and would drill into his arms, but he didn't expect the little thing to stand upright on his back, facing the cold wind, and opened his own mouth Wind ... play!
A little bit: torture yourself and make others feel bad!
In fact, it's not so mysterious, the little guy just simply feels fun.
"Shit boy, do you really drink northwest wind?"
Reluctant to catch the cold, Feng Xinglang finally compromised: he brushed his face and hugged the little guy into the villa.
As soon as he entered the house, the little boy twisted the small body in his arms and wanted to go down; but Feng Xinglang tightened his arms.
"If you want to play happily, you have to speak to my father first!"
Feng Xinglang sat calmly on the rug and hugged the little guy in his arms, looking like he was going to fight a long battle with the little things.
So easy to surrender, the little guy is not a kiddie!
Looking around, the little boy yawned as if to sleep.
"Feng Fengzhe, is it so hard for you to call me 'Dad'?"
Feng Xinglang rubbed his little boy's fluffy face with his nose, "You call me Dad, I'm happy, and you can also play happily. This kind of mutually beneficial beauty, why not Why? "
He is patient and understands reason.
Feng Xinglang gently lifted the little guy's sloppy chin, making him face up to his own dad.
"Come on ... open your noble little mouth and call me ... daddy ... papa ... daddy ... daddy ... just choose the second son!"
The little guy quietly looked at the persistent and poor guy in front of him ... After ten seconds, he stretched out his pair of little hands again, hugging his dad Feng Xinglang's cheek, and slowly approached him. Daddy's lips rang and kissed.
Almost every movement is a warm and cute painting!
Seriously, the little guy's active intimacy at this moment is about to spoil Feng Xinglang's heart ...
Just when Feng Xinglang was intoxicated by such a father-son intimacy, the little guy broke away from his father's arm with a swift reaction, ran away with his short legs toward the corner passage.
Little clever ghost, this is going to be refined!
Almost ‘jailbreak’ was successful!
The child Feng Fengzhe eventually lost to the long legs of his father Feng Xinglang!
"Boy, you thought you could escape if you offered a kiss? Well, my dad gave you ten times!"
Feng Xinglang tightened his arms and kissed the little guy's face for more than ten times.
"Useless wormworm kid! If you refuse to speak today, you have to speak to your dad! Today, my dad will spend a whole day with you. Zhang! I've turned against you! "
Feng Xinglang took the little guy back to the living room carpet again, and the father and son confronted each other.
"Dad ... baba ..."
Feng Xinglang repeated the simplest form of wording, and guided the little guy over and over again.
In fact, the little guy was late, Feng Xinglang was not too concerned, but his wife Xue Luo kept frowning; so forcing the little guy to talk to others was also to relieve the worry of the little guy's wife.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to call dad! Let's change it, call mom first! Mama ... Mom ..."
Feng Xinglang guided the little guy over and over again.
The child Feng Fengzhe looked at the closed mouth of his father Feng Xinglang and yawned again. It seemed that he was going to sleep.
"Want to sleep? Daddy hugs you to sleep."
"..." Shouldn't it take you to bed to sleep?
Feng Xinglang hugged the yawning little son, kissed the forehead of the little thing, "Sleep! Wake up, let's continue practicing!"
Ah ... we have to practice! Isn't it silly to call your dad all day long! Are you so lacking in love!
Obviously, Fengzhezi doesn't really want to sleep. The key daddy ’s phrase ‘wake up and continue to practice’ is really life-threatening!
So Feng Fengzhe showed his bad side: he suddenly buried his head and bit a bite on his dad Feng Xinglang's wrist.
Is this a repeat of the trick?
This time, the little guy really underestimated the pain tolerance and persistent willpower of his father and father.
Feng Xinglang just let the little guy bit his own wrist without frowning. Until the little guy bit his own and let go of his mouth.
Feng Xinglang stared at the little guy, who looked back at him;
The father and son were facing each other so silently!
"Do you still want to bite your dad? Come, your dad will let you bite enough!"
Feng Xinglang took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong arms, and sent the whole arm to the little guy:
"Bite it! Daddy lets you bite enough! If you are happy, then shout‘ baba ’or‘ mama ’to listen! It ’s not for you to bite it!
This guy who claims to be his dad, is he really going crazy? !!
Even if you abuse yourself so much, no one here will hurt you, OK? !!
Is that a bite? Still not biting?