Chapter 770: Get out

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When the mommy said that she could bite her dad, Feng Xinglang, the little one immediately jumped and eager to try.
Starting from the tail, he lifted the thin covering the body of his father and father Feng Xinglang, and then pulled up his father's shirt, revealing a strong waist.
"Mom, Feng Xinglang has so much meat on his waist. Which one is the" waist "?" The little boy asked urgently.
"Mummy doesn't know either. Otherwise, you bite in and try it out!"
Snow fell open the windows, allowing more fresh air to flow into the ward.
Breathing such a quiet breath, it seemed that the whole person was at peace.
Somehow, Xue Luo suddenly felt that Shen Cheng's plants and trees were so cute and warm.
"It should be here ..."
The little boy immediately climbed up on his father-in-law Feng Xinglang's sickness, and used his little hand to pinch his father's side waist. When he was about to bury his head and bite down, Feng Xinglang's sickly turn over , He arched his son Lin Nuo, who was tickling around his waist, in his arms.
"My dear son, but I'm your dear, are you willing to bite?"
Feng Xinglang kissed his son's face, his eyes full of love.
"The trick that Mummy said really works! I didn't bite you, just pinched, and you woke up!"
The little guy saw his dad, Feng Xinglang, finally woke up and immediately rejoiced.
"That place is only suitable for your mum to bite, not for you."
Feng Xinglang sat up straight, slightly twisted his son in his arms, "Good boy, kiss my dad."
"I won't kiss you! Neither I nor Mum have to forgive you!"
The little guy refused to take the initiative to kiss Xinglang.
"Well, my father is so pitiful ... his own son is not willing to kiss me!"
Feng Xinglang played a bitter game with the little guy.
The little guy seemed to be a bit reluctant to show such weakness to his dad, but in order to strengthen his position and take into account the feelings of his in-laws, the little guy grumbled while looking at Mummy Xueluo:
"You've always loved Feng Tuan's crying nose so much, let her kiss you!"
Children who are only 5 years old are quite dissatisfied with the issue of fatherly love being taken up by other children.
"My dad loves you, such a stingy fanatic! You refuse to kiss me, so I can only take the initiative to kiss you ..."
Feng Xinglang deliberately used it on the little guy's cheek.
Looking at the sick and sick father and son, Xue Luo was both relieved and sad.
It is gratifying that the son finally waited for the companionship of his coveted father; and the reason for the sadness was that their mother and son had paid too much hard work for this day.
Not only physical but also spiritual!
And Xue Luo couldn't help but think: Can all this be the ‘love of love’ after Lan Youyou left?
No matter so much! At least this moment, this man is beside their mother and son!
Be happy and let Lan Youyou see it, and do n’t talk about her ‘Concession’!
Well, be careful again!
When Hetun came in, Feng Xinglang's father and son were thrilled with their illness.
"Get out!"
Feng Xinglang didn't even look sideways, and spit out the three cold words from his teeth.
There were only four people in the ward: except for Hetun who had just entered, there were only a pair of fathers and sons on the snow falling and sickness!
It was obvious who Fengxing Lang let him ‘get off’.
Xue Luo clearly felt the muscles on He Tun's fortitude face, beating stiffly a few times, and she could sense He Tun's embarrassment at this moment.
The kindness of snow falling instinctively wanted to take over the food bag in Hetun's hand.
Thinking of Feng Xinglang's nine deaths, Xue Luo felt that Hetun was not at all a grievance.
But ... Hetun is a good man. He was stunned by his own son, Leng Buding, and he must be uncomfortable.
However, after the snow fell at this moment, after struggling with thoughts, he finally chose to stand on the side of Feng Xinglang.
Because of what Hetun has done, no matter what the reason, the bad consequences have already been caused!
Unrecognizable Feng Lixin who was burned by the fire;
Feng Xinglang, who was nearly hit by three bullets in the river, almost lost his life on the vast sea;
And tortured and humiliated himself and his son Lin Nuo ...
Xue Luo was reluctant to think about it; because she often trembled with fear when she recalled those embarrassing past events.
"The righteous father ..."
The cry of Lin Nuo's children interrupted the scene of embarrassment in the ward that was almost choking.
"Fifteen, there is something you like to eat here. The righteous father put it here for you."
After Hetun put the food bag in his hand on the coffee table, he turned abruptly and left.
At this moment, the tall and robust back of Hetun has never been desolate.
A generation of magnificent loneliness, like heaven fell into hell.
"Thank Yifu!"
The little boy twisted his strong body and wanted to move down from the sick to send him to Yifu Hetun, but he was always hugged by Feng Xinglang.
"Feng Xinglang, you hate it so much that you scolded my elder father! I don't respect the old and the young!"
In fact, in the kindergarten for more than a month, the little ones haven't completely lost their wits, at least they have also learned the word "respect the old and love the young".
"Feng Linnuo, remember: from now on, you are not allowed to call that person your righteous father, have you heard?"
Feng Xinglang gave a pale face.
"did not hear!"
The little guy's perseverance and willfulness can not be held by Feng Xinglang with a few loud yells.
"Yifu hurts fifteenth most! But you Feng Xinglang doesn't necessarily hurt my dear son! You don't let me be your righteous father, and I don't call you my dear!"
This little creep ... no one else!
"..." Feng Xinglang's grim face couldn't help but twitched slightly.
Snow fell silent. She didn't criticize her son's shackles and waywardness.
The child's world is pure and beautiful. Whoever treats him well will remember who he is. He has his own little thoughts and thoughts.
"Nono, go out to see your righteous father, don't go far."
Hearing, Xue Luo seemed to have something to say to Feng Xinglang.
"Oh."
The little boy successfully climbed down from the sick man, ran his legs and ran towards the door of the ward. Because the little one can feel that Yifu Hetun was just injured.
Xue Luo came over and gently embraced the sick man who was still in his arms.
Feng Xinglang opened her arms and hugged the woman, burying her deeply in her heart, struggling uneasily ...
"Actually, neither you nor Hetun deserve to forgive me and Nono! One imprisoned exploit; the other abandoned his wife and son, neither of you is a good thing!"