Chapter 672: Of course it will be crowded!

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The heart is sinking, and it is even colder.
With Feng Xinglang's suffocation, even if he was injured, he was able to put ten Lin Xue in his arms.
Maybe she wanted to leave just so wantonly? There are no doors!
But tonight's Feng Xinglang seemed to have enough patience and consideration. He didn't play with hatred with Xue Luo mother and son. After playing the charm card, he started to play the sympathy card. There is always a way to get her down.
"Snow falls, can you not leave me alone?"
Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like it was from the back of his throat.
"You have left me alone for five years ... Can you pity me and let me be closer to your mother and son, will you?"
The woman's pace really stopped. As a result, Feng Xinglang continued his low profile to sympathize.
"If you don't think I'm worthy to touch your mother and son, isn't it enough for me to sleep on the floor?"
Xue Luo bit her lip. "Feng Xinglang, is your dignified Feng Family Master 2 wearing such a low-profile dress pitiful? Still playing on the floor? Do you know how the floor is played?"
"Why don't you know? In the past five years, whether you are in an orphanage, or in Shijie County, or disturbing Yuan Duoduo, sometimes you sleep on the car, sometimes you sleep on the sofa, sometimes you sleep in the caves ... everything Wherever I might go, I have slept! "
Feng Xinglang's words made Xue Luo burst into tears. Couldn't this man be so emotional? Do you have to say that her heart hurts like a needle?
"Mummy, let's not leave the Feng Xinglang again. What if he vomits blood again and there is no one in the room? What should I do? Then Nono has no father!"
The words of his son Lin Nuo exacerbated Xue Luo's distress. The father and son are really capable of performing tragedy.
Ten minutes later, the family of three lay on a cricket that was only 1.5 meters.
Of course it will be crowded!
With Fengxing Lang Jianshuo's physique, he almost took up a meter of breadth, and Xueluo slept only half a meter wide with his son Lin Nuo.
The little guy was lying in the middle of his father and mother, always guarding against Feng Xinglang's possible invasion of his mother and snowfall.
There are not only three in the family, but also two quilts. Feng Xinglang was alone, and Xue Luo was with Nono. Fairly well water does not violate river water.
"Nuo Nuo, isn't it crowded?" Xue Luo was already sideways, and she occupied the smallest area.
"Not crowded! Just right!"
The little guy seems to enjoy the fun of sleeping together in a family of three, having a father and mother, and it is wonderful.
"Let's go down and make a floor ... so that you and your son can sleep more comfortably."
Xue Luo has been holding Feng Xinglang's injury. Don't want to hurt the man a second time because of congestion.
"No! Not crowded at all!"
The father and son were almost in unison. They trapped the snow inside, just not letting her lie down to hit the floor.
It seemed to know what Mommy was worried about, and the little guy quickly comforted him: "Mommy, you can rest assured, I will look at Feng Xinglang! Let him not touch you! Let alone him play a trick!
"..." Snow fell for a moment.
I feel that I'm so ghost-ridden that I can't get enough of it. Just because the sensational words of the man, did he follow him?
"Nuo Nuo, lean back to Mummy. Your dad is hurt. Don't hit him."
Xueluo moved his son's small P-shares deliberately toward his father and made him lean in his arms.
"Mummy, Feng Xinglang didn't say he was crowded ..."
The little guy resigned and sealed his little P shares to his father and father. He doesn't seem to be feeling well unless he is next to his father.
"Nuo Nuo, you are not allowed to call your dear 'assholes' or assholes! Feng Xinglang is your father. You must respect him, you know?"
Really unable to calmly fall asleep, the snow fell, and began to learn from local sources raised the son's politeness.
"Oh ... Nono knows! But my dad still likes me calling him a bastard!"
Accompanied by my father and mother, the little guy was really beautiful and bubbling. Speaking of words, Meng Meng got up.
"That's because your dad doesn't care about villains! Nono will not be rude to his biological father in the future, understand?"
I felt that the timing was good, and the snowlessness of the drowsiness persuaded his son with good temper and patience.
"Mummy, do you mean: Do you agree with my name, Feng Xinglang's father? In other words: Do you forgive Feng Xinglang?"
Feng Xinglang's super-understanding ability of his son really loves the little things. Rhythmically, he patted him on the pro-son's little P stock.
"... Whether Mommy doesn't forgive Feng Xinglang, it can't change the fact that he is your dad! It doesn't matter if I don't forgive him! This is two different things!" Xue Luo said in a deep voice.
After a while, Feng Xinglang's faint breath came.
You know, if Feng Xinglang didn't fall asleep first, Xue Luo would only be restless and unable to fall asleep.
"Mom, Feng Xinglang is snoring. My wife and children haven't slept yet. How can he sleep first? I don't understand politeness!"
Little guy 唧 唧 唧 唧 dissatisfied.
"Shh! Keep quiet, your dad needs a good rest."
Xue Luo quickly stopped his son's uncle.
After half an hour, Feng Xinglang opened his eyes, slowly turned his head, and saw the sleeping woman and child beside him!
Endless warmth and warmth envelop Feng Xinglang's sore atrium.
In general, Feng Xinglang is a man who is extremely lacking in love!
Whether it's father's love, mother's love, or family love ...
Therefore, when Feng Lixin rescued him, Feng Xinglang showed such brotherhood.
Because he cherishes the affection Feng Lixin brings to him.
And now he has his own woman, and his own child ...
Feng Xinglang seemed to be comforted by a heart that had been tortured by a so-called 'relative'.
Feng Xinglang leaned over his hand and gently stroked his son's little face, Feng Xinglang's heart full of comfort.
Then the woman's beautiful face, Feng Xinglang caressed inch by inch, opened the memory, and yearned for the future.
Slowly, Feng Xinglang supported his upper body, and kissed each other on the cheeks of the woman and son.
It seemed that such a kiss could not fully express his enthusiasm, and Feng Xinglang kissed the woman and his son's face again and again, as if they were not enough.
Snow fell and did not fall asleep. From the moment she lay to her knees, her heart throbbed.
Isn't this the scene she dreamed of? The reunion of the family is fun.
but……
Xue Luo always felt that there was something missing in her heart, and there was an inexplicable panic.
"Feng Xinglang, have you been there forever? If you mess up again, I will wake up Nono!"