Chapter 627: Daddy's charm

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The father and son embraced each other so silently.
Feng Xinglang felt his son's small arms slowly looped around his waist.
It seems that the little guy also wants to use his own strength to protect his father and father Feng Xinglang, but he is only 5 years old and suffers from himself and does not have enough fighting power.
"Have you missed Mom?"
Feng Xinglang softly broke the silence between father and son.
The little man nodded. "Think."
"I miss your mum too! Although sometimes an idiot, it is a rare and wonderful woman."
Feng Xing Lang held his son in his arms and hugged the little guy in a more comfortable and considerate posture.
It wasn't until the little guy's stomach was cooing hungry that Feng Xinglang let go of his own son in his arms.
"Did not have dinner?"
Feng Xinglang touched the little guy's belly with a lot of father love, and seemed to want to make up for the little things that his son lacked.
"I'm not hungry."
The little guy pressed his belly awkwardly again, pretending to be a relaxed response.
"Good, go back to dinner. Remember to eat more and grow tall and strong, and you will be able to better protect your mommy in the future."
Feng Xinglang was reluctant to leave his son. But he had to let him go.
The air in the dark room was humid and poorly circulated, with an unhealthy panmycete smell. And the little boy's groaning stomach made Feng Xinglang have to push the little man out of this dark room.
Blind persistence and forced retention are irresponsible selfish manifestations.
"You wait, I'll go get you food."
The little guy was hungry himself, of course, he also thought that his father and father Feng Xinglang would also be hungry; so, he quickly climbed down from the pan, and rushed out like a little leopard to get food.
Watching the small figure of his son rushing out, Feng Xinglang tried to seduce his son's pace, but could only pinch his throat.
As the little guy left, the dark room was silent again like death. No interest.
"Meet my son?"
A slightly provocative voice of Qingyou came from a side door in the dark room, and then Xing Ba's ghostly figure flashed in front of Feng Xinglang's pan.
"Feng Xinglang, you really can do it. The woman's set is going to die or live, do you even use it?"
Xing Ba is delighted and enthusiastic about a prisoner of high IQ like Feng Xinglang.
It's like the hunter got his favorite prey.
Having achieved his purpose, Feng Xinglang was too lazy to waste a word with Xing Baduo.
Xing Ba became a fool to himself.
"My righteous father will be back tomorrow. Be prepared for going to hell!"
So, after receiving no response from Feng Xinglang, he became a little bit angry and angry.
Feng Xinglang rolled over and aired to Xing Bayi to abandon his back, then closed his eyes and rested.
In between, Feng Xinglang seemed to feel that his son Lin Nuo's small arms were ringing on his own waist.
So warm, so warm, so quiet.

Xing Ba, who had been stunned, glanced angrily at Feng Xinglang who had crossed the river to dismantle the bridge and did not know the good, but left the dark room with a bit of resentment.
The little guy's pocket is full of food. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by Xing Laowu.
It should be that the big injury has just healed, and the door-like Xing Laowu looks a little bit vicissitudes. Fortunately, he is not too resentful, and did not feel anxious about Feng Xinglang's sneak attack on him.
"Fifteen, where are you going? Find your starling again?"
Xing Laowu was told to stop Xiaoshi. As for why he should stop the small fifteen, he didn't ask much. The anti-justice father is not here, it's right to listen to the old man's words.
"Yeah, I'm going to find my eldest brother! My eldest brother, the cook has made the Chinese buns you love, so please go eat them."
Xing Laowu does not speak Chinese, and most of the communication with the little ones speaks English. The little guy understands English and can speak English, but he just likes to talk to the Xing Laowu five Chinese. The little guy likes to look at Xing Laowu's stupid look.
Xing Laowu only understood 'Chinese buns'. While thinking about the meaning of other sentences, the little guy was gone.
Therefore, letting Xing Laowu come to stop the small fifteen is probably only the result of this kind of dead sheep.
The little guy who ran out hit someone. To be precise, it should have hit both legs.
Xing Ba's speed is not that the little guy can react and make avoidance. Fortunately, Xing Ba took a half step back, cushioning most of the impact force, before avoiding the little guy being injured.
"I'm going to my starling ..."
The little guy froze casually. At this moment, he was full of his own father, Feng Xinglang.
"My brother, I'm standing right in front of you!"
Seeing the little guy looking for himself, Xing Ba was relieved.
"..." Damn, when did this dead old man emerge? !!
The little guy then saw that the person who was hit was Xing Laoba. The small face pulled down immediately, dull.
"Forget it, I'm not looking for you. I'll go find the fifth child! The fifth child is more fun than you!"
The little guy threw a little white eye at Xing Ba, forced to helplessly, turned around and ran towards the hall.
"..."
A silly old man will be more fun than himself? Xing Bafei's thin lips thinly lined up.
Xing Laowu is eating dumplings, the Chinese bun that he often reads.
I ate steamed dumplings this time, and it wasn't much different from buns if I didn't put it in the soup.
With XQ's IQ, it is really difficult to distinguish dumplings from buns. It seems to him: it is all meat stuffed with flour. It's just different shapes.
"Stupid old man, stop eating and accompany me to hide and seek."
The little boy dragged Lao Xing, who was eating utterly.
After being picked up by Xiao Xuan, Xing Laowu was a little flattered. I stuffed dumplings into my mouth and nodded straight.
After two rounds, the little guy successfully dumped Xing Laowu. Xing Laowu's IQ has always been crushed by Xiaoshi.
After leaving, the little fellow flew towards the dark room again.
This time, not only did he not get into the dark room, even the L-shaped corridor into the dark room was locked.
The little guy tried everything. Turning the window again, climbing trees, and airborne ...
Xing Ba just watched the little guy toss himself so quietly.
Can't help but think: Why is the charm of this dad so great? Let a little thing just five years old tirelessly toss.
Two hours later, the exhausted little boy was asleep leaning on the corner of the corridor.
After the little guy was asleep, Xing Ba took the little thing away.

Snow fell finally released on bail.
Seeing the head of the pool with white hair, Xue Luo was moved to tears.
Dean Chi said to Xue Luo: He believes in his children.