Chapter 487: Five years later, Lin Xue fell, more shameless

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With Xing Twelve's agility, it is easy to cover up Xiao 15's eyes.
But at that moment, Xing's decision was: let the little guy see the mosaic-like picture in the lounge with his own eyes.
It is irrelevant whether to seal the line and reveal it.
Anyway, everyone is a man. He has it, and Xing XII and Xiao 15 also have it. It's just that his elephant's nose has a beard, and the small elephant's little elephant's nose has no beard. That's the difference!
As for Lin Xueluo ... the little thing grew up drinking her milk, and the index of embarrassment won't be too high.
I thought the little guy would yell when he saw his naked mother Lin Xue fell; Xing Shiliang was ready to cover his mouth.
But the first reaction of the little guy was silence. Biting her lips for silence. Two seconds later, the little man instinctively covered Xing's eyes and lowered his stern warning:
"Old twelve, don't watch! My mum isn't wearing clothes."
The little guy seemed a little embarrassed. It was embarrassing, but it showed deeper and deeper hatred for that bastard's dad.
The purpose of Hetun has been achieved! Even without intimidation, he can make Xiaoshi hate his own dad!
What Hetun needs to do next is to take the initiative to tell Feng Xinglang: Xiaoshi 15 is actually his own flesh with Lin Xueluo.
Then, when Xiao 15 wanted to attack Feng Xinglang, the bastard's bastard, Feng Xinglang would definitely not resist!
Originally, Hetun wanted Xiaoshi 15 and Feng Xinglang to kill each other. After Feng Xinglang killed his own son, He Tun told Xiao Xinglang's life experience ... But He Tun seemed unable to bear himself. Bring big things in one hand!
Every day he grows up, he is almost accompanied by his Hetun. Even a puppy can grow emotionally after getting along for a long time. Not to mention the fifteenth thing is so appetizing.

In the office, Ye Shinian's action of fishing for Baotuan Tuantuan was still slow. The little cute forehead was still on the edge of the coffee table.
Because the small group was running hurriedly and violently, the force of smashing the coffee table was not too small. A muffled sound of ‘咚’ horrified Feng Tuan for a half second and burst into tears.
"Tuan Tuan, Tuan Tuan!"
Ye Sinian hugged the little cute who was bumping onto the carpet. "Tuan Tuan, don't cry, tell Uncle Ye where you are?"
"Headache ... wow ..."
The little guy's wailing cry, an anxious cry; she almost suffocated all her strength and was crying. As everyone knows, the more you cry, the more painful the wound on your forehead.
Ye Shinian was shocked to find that blood had spilled from the cute little forehead.
Although Ye Shinian was also a gangster who ran away on the blade, he had seen many pictures; but when he saw the little soft and waxy thing Feng Tuan Tuan shed blood, he was instantly shocked.
Like Feng Xinglang, he almost spoiled the small thing of Feng Tuan Tuan to his bones. It's not just because of the love house and blackness of Lan Youyou, the villain Feng Tuan Tuan is very flattering.
"Lang Brother ... Lang Brother ... You're coming out, Bleeding! Lang Brother ..."
Panicked Ye Shinian yelled uncontrollably towards the lounge door. Ye Shinian really hoped that his forehead was smashed to the bleeding.
Feng Xinglang in the lounge, after hearing the sharp screams of Feng Tuan Tuan, opened his keen eyes conditionedly.
He could hear that the wailing of Feng Tuan Tuan at this moment was abnormal.
When he heard Ye Shinian howling and bleeding, he jumped up from the sofa. When he was about to rush out of the lounge, he was stopped by the handcuffs attached to his right hand and Xue Luo's left hand.
Seeing the tension, anxiety, and anxiety revealed by Feng Xinglang's eagerness for her daughter, Xue Luo's heart was severely hurt.
She was not jealous of how a little girl was loved by her father, but she lamented that her child had never received even a little care and love from his pro-daddy.
Five years is so precious for a child's childhood; if you miss it, you will miss it, it will never be recovered and made up.
Obviously, he couldn't rush out of the lounge with half of the snow falling.
Feng Xinglang returned to the sofa 庥, took out a key from the bottom of the sofa ，, and
clicked
to open his half of the handcuffs.
This big cheap man really hides the key.
Xue Luo hadn't had time to open up and scold the hypocrisy of the man and the trick of running the train with his mouth full. With a click, Feng Xinglang fastened the open half of the handcuffs on the wrist at the speed of thunder and caught him on the sofa Down the telescopic crossbar.
In other words, the snow fell all over, and Feng Xinglang shackled her to the sofa.
Without even having a word to waste time with Xue Luo, Feng Xinglang put on his robe and rushed straight out.
The lounge door is smart: people go, and the door closes.
The snow in the middle of the snow, watched Feng Xinglang leave, and was blocked by the closed intelligent door. Xue Luo had to face a cruel truth: Feng Xinglang was nervous with his daughter, Lan Youyou , And locked her in the lounge alone.
Not only was it locked in the room, but it was also handcuffed to the couch.
Lin Xuefall, who couldn't catch an inch on his body, made a weird cold laugh. The laughter was weird and creepy.
Five years ago, Feng Lixin was the day of his demise, and her demise; she was nothing more than a thin grass and a bait.
Five years later, he and Lan Youyou's daughter Feng Tuan Tuan turned into his new world, and his new life; and Xue Lin Lin was just a shameless plaything. She could sleep freely, play over and over, and handcuffed her to the sofa when she was done ...
Lin Xueluo, Lin Xueluo, after five years, you are still upset.
Xue Luo's distress became a desert, but she couldn't cry.

Feng Xinglang rushed out of the lounge, and when he saw Ye Shinian's crying little pitiful in his arms, the distressed hand snatched the little pitiful over.
"Papa ... Tuantuan hurts ..."
The little cute humming Qingqing sobbed.
"Tuantuai, don't move! Let papa see where he was injured, not badly."
Feng Xinglang grabbed the little poor dancing hand and carefully examined the wound on her forehead: it should be a skin trauma and a little blood spilled; but the forehead was swollen, making people look really worried.
From small to large, Feng Tuantuan took care of the meticulous care of the Feng family, almost never being bumped into. It's the first time since cute was hit by bleeding like this. It is enough to prove how fond of Feng Jiaxia loves this little thing.
"Papa ... Tuan Tuan hurts. Papa blows ..."
The little pair of tearful eyes really hurt Feng Xinglang's heart.
With tenderness and tenderness, he was doing something very naive: she blew a few blows on her forehead that was swollen and bleeding.
"Tuan Tuan good, don't move around! It will only hurt more if you move. Papa will send Tuan Tuan to the hospital now."
Feng Xinglang hugged Feng Tuantu, barefooted, wearing a nightgown, and rushed out of the president's office in a hurry. Regardless of Lin Xue, even if he was not handcuffed to the sofa, he couldn't even put on his clothes.
"Papa, don't go to see the doctor ... the doctors are all devil. Don't give an injection ... Tuantu is so scared."
Little poor converted into Feng Xinglang's arms, sobbing with a cry, the crystal clear tears brushed off.
"Tuan Tuan is not afraid! Papa will always stay with Tuan Tuan. Tuan Tuan must be good and brave."
Feng Xinglang kissed the little cute in his arms, and wished he could suffer the pain on the forehead for the little thing.
When Lan Youyou saw Feng Xinglang's crying daughter hugged out of the elevator, she immediately got out of Maserati and rushed towards Feng Xinglang and her daughter.
"Tuan, what's the matter? Your forehead ... God, it's bleeding!"
Seeing her daughter's and swollen forehead, Lan Youyou was distressed.
"Feng Xinglang, how did you take care of Tuantuan? She went upstairs, why did her forehead swell like this? She was bleeding?"
Lan You yelled at Feng Xinglang, who took care of his daughter badly. Just before reaching out to touch his daughter, he was opened by Feng Xinglang.
"Lan Youyou, if you dare to use TuanTuan to achieve your purpose, I will kill you!"
Feng Xinglang said fiercely.
"Rango, now it's not time for quarrel, let's take the group to the hospital first. If you really hurt the organization in your head, you two will just wait to cry!"
Ye Shinian's harsh reprimand stopped Feng Xinglang's quarrel with Lan Youyou. Together they sat in Ye Shi's more generous Land Rover.
"Mummy, don't blame papa. Papa was sleeping and accidentally hit him."
The little cute said with a weeping tone.
Lan Youyou found out that Feng Xinglang was wearing only one nightgown, not even shoes or men's clothing. It is enough to prove how nervous and eager Feng Xinglang is for his baby girl.
"Be good, don't talk anymore. Otherwise, your forehead will bleed again. Where is Mommy and Papa is."
Lan Youyou comforted her daughter distressed.
"Tuan Tuan, can't you sleep? Know where to feel uncomfortable and tell Papa in time."
Feng Xinglang commanded the poor in his arms and yelled at Ye Shinian: "Hurry up and call the children's hospital and let them prepare first."
Every harsh reprimand, every soothing, every action is full of Feng Xinglang's infinite love for Feng Tuan Tuan.

With Feng Xinglang's departure, the children of Lin Nuo also saw Mommy Xue dropping the bright handcuffs on her wrist.
I also saw that dad, because he was anxious for his baby daughter, cuffed Mummy Xue on a telescopic crossbar on the sofa.
Does such a dad need to recognize him?