Chapter 790: It's not worrying!

Biquge EbookFREE.me, the fastest update into the bone warm marriage: the president loves the latest chapters!
Unfamiliar surroundings made Feng Xinglang Yingting's eyebrows slightly frowned.
He glanced at the light shining through the curtains. Is he asleep? How long did you sleep again?
Nono? Snow fell ... his child, his woman!
Feng Xinglang got up from the warm puppet and stepped on it with one foot, still feeling weak and weak, only one puppet stabilized his body.
"Nono ... Nono ..."
While calling for his son Lin Nuo, Feng Xinglang stumbled towards the door.
In the living room, Xing Shiren was sitting quietly with his father, He Tun.
In front of Hetun was a row of kung fu tea sets, as if to cultivate self-cultivation, and to wait for Feng Xinglang to wake up in order to pass the time.
Seeing Xing Xinglang rushing into the living room, Xing Shiliang jumped up immediately and stood in front of Yifu Hetun.
"Where is Nono?"
Feng Xinglang asked in a low hissing voice.
"Nuo Nuo is sleeping in the eighth room." He Tun stood up and answered Feng Xinglang.
"Where?"
Feng Xinglang asked again. Throughout, he didn't go straight to Hetun. Also too lazy to talk to him one more word!
"Turn right downstairs to the second room, at the entrance to the underground garage."
Seeing Feng Xinglang's face was cold, and he was really not polite, Xing Shiliang took the conversation. Presumably he did not answer, and Yifu Hetun would answer.
Xing Ba just got up when Feng Xinglang rushed in. Because the little guy kept scratching his neck, he accompanied the little guy to sleep for a little longer.
"Nono ..."
Feng Xinglang lowered his voice and murmured.
Because the night was too late, the little guy slept soundly, with a short leg resting on the quilt, like a big koala.
Feng Xinglang did not wake up the little thing, but carefully carried him from his into his own arms.
"Let him sleep! It will be more comfortable!"
It took me a night to accompany me, but in fact Xing Ba was no less fond of small things than Xing Twelve.
Feng Xinglang ignored Xing Ba's words, and hugged his son Lin Nuo and turned away.
Crossing the corridor and then passing through the living room, Feng Xinglang didn't stay for a second, and under the watchful eyes of Hetun, he took the little guy away with ease!
The reason why he didn't stop was not only because Feng Xinglang was Hetun's own child, but also because Feng Xinglang was the biological father of Xiaoshi.
Hetun could not get close to his own son; he had to let his own grandson approach his own dad.
The super run started and whistled back in the direction of Qibei Mountain City.
The father and son both stepped back in the morning light.
"Mr. Feng, did you find your wife? Give me the young master."
Song Ying greeted him and wanted to take the sleeping Lin Nuo from Fengxing Langhuai.
"No, I'll do it myself."
Feng Xinglang kissed and kissed the little boy's sleepy red face tenderly, until the little boy opened his sleepy eyes.
He lifted his head from Feng Xinglang's shoulders and looked around at the figure of Mummy Xueluo.
"Feng Xinglang, why are we back? My mommy?"
"She will come back by herself!"
Feng Xinglang stopped the glare of the sun with his palm.
"I don't! You haven't found Mommy, why are you back! I'm going to find my Mommy!"
The little guy is willful and persistent.
Feng Xinglang Yin reluctantly repeated: "All said, your mommy will come back by herself!"
But when he saw the hurt emotions in his son's eyes, Feng Xinglang was distressed again.
"Nuo Nuo, this time it was your mother who took the initiative to leave ... When she feels better, she will return by herself!"
"You didn't even look for it ..."
The little boy stared at Feng Xinglang resentfully.
"I also want to do my best to get your mummy back! Lin Xuelu is not only your mum, but also my woman named Feng Xinglang! You feel sorry for her, and I care about her!"
Wei paused, Feng Xinglang sighed quietly, "But your mommy's petty temperament to run away from home is really impossible! When she figured it out, she will come back naturally! We are at home Wait for her! "
"But Mummy is a girl outside, it's very dangerous!" The little guy still didn't worry about his mummy.
"Old Xing will help your mummy hide a safe and good place together!"
To be honest, Feng Xinglang's mood was a bit low. When he pointed a gun at Hetun's head, there would be a force of mutual harm.
Hetun wasn't comfortable in his heart, nor was Fengxinglang's heart very comfortable.
"Feng Xinglang, let's go to Repulse Bay to find the old man and ask Mommy's whereabouts! If the old man refuses to say, we'll hit him!"
The little guy was still reluctant to give up like this, but was sitting dry at home waiting to wait.
Seeing his son's small eyes craving for motherly love, Feng Xinglang had to be distressed.
He buried his head and sniffed a few times on his son's body. "It's smelly ... Daddy will wash it for you! Wait until the fragrance is washed, then go to Mummy! Otherwise, even if you find your Mummy, You will get smoked and run away! "
"My mummy won't hate me! Mummy loves her dear son!"
The little guy wasn't coaxed by his father's deferred tactics; but he was reluctantly cuddled into the bathroom and washed away.
Xue Luo wanted to hide for ten days and a half months, but only one night, she couldn't help thinking about her son.
Coupled with the phone call to Xing Ba, it was said that Feng Xinglang and his son had a troubled Repulse Bay last night. Even when they reached the gate of Hetun with a gun, Xue Luo was even more relieved.
Besides, why do you feel wronged against your child when you fight against this man!
"Ma'am, are you back?"
When she saw the snow falling in front of the living room door, the housekeeper immediately stepped forward.
"Song Ye, what about Nono?"
Xue Luo asked earnestly without seeing his son Lin Nuo.
"Mr. Feng bathed the young master in the bathroom!"
Is that man bathing his son in person? Xue Luo's heart warmed, and she felt ashamed.
In the main bathroom, the father and son were soaking in the double smart bathtub together, and the little boy was lamented and washed by his dad.
"Feng Xinglang, you are so ugly!" The little guy glanced at Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang came over and pecked at his son's unhappy face: "Ugly turns ugly, but he is still gentle!"
When the snow fell in, they saw the father and son being washed in vain.
"Mummy ..."
Lin Nuo's frown was full. The moment she saw Mommy Xue fell, the little expression brightened immediately.
Regardless of whether he was naked with little PP or not, the little guy crawled out of the bathtub immediately, and flew towards the snow with his bare feet. The water-soaked young seedlings were still swaying in the wind.
"Nono, slow down."
Afraid of the small things falling, Xue Luo quickly greeted them.
"Mummy, why are you playing away from home again? It's not worrying!"