Chapter 1536: One's love

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When Feng Xinglang came to pick up Xing Fifteen, it was already dark.
Before coming, Feng Xinglang deliberately asked Xing Ba to open his son Lin Nuo.
The boy was very white and somewhat thin; but his eyes were bright and clear. When he looked at Feng Xinglang, there was a hint of novelty in his calmness.
It can be seen that boys like Feng Xinglang. I also like to temporarily act as Feng Xinglang's son.
"Will you call my dad?"
Feng Xinglang reached over and gently stroked the boy's head.
‘Daddy’ is the son of Feng Linnuo, so Feng Xinglang asked the boy to call him his temporary father.
"Dad ..." The boy's voice was not high, with a small vibrato.
"Well. Starting today, the two of us will start a journey of father and son! I hope we can get along well!"
The boy nodded docilely. He knew his mission, but was ignorant of the danger he was about to face.
Feng Xinglang hugged the boy and gave him a slight hesitation: the boy was a lot lighter than his son Lin Nuo.
"Fifteen, listen to Alan! Remember: He is now your master! Protecting his safety is your mission!"
He Tunsheng told coldly a little boy who was about the same age as his grandson. Perhaps in Hetun's eyes, these children are just tools to achieve his dominance. There is no need to take care of their feelings.
Let a child only seven or eight years old protect himself? Feng Xinglang's lips were slightly drawn.
"Okay, I'll take fifteen away. Let the old eight take care of Nono."
Feng Xinglang stopped Hetun's words that were very uncomfortable to listen to.
"Rest assured that taking all our lives will not make Nuo Nuo okay." He Tun promised his son Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang nodded his head slightly, took Xing Shifang and turned away.
On the co-pilot, Feng Xinglang fastened the seat belt for Xing Shiwu.
"Are you afraid?" He asked softly.
"Not afraid." Xing Shishi shook his head. Then he muttered abruptly, "You must love your child very much."
The boy's words made him feel a little embarrassed: He really loves his son, but now he is using other people's children as bait!
I'm really ashamed of that ‘young boy and young man’!
"I will keep you safe!"
Feng Xinglang soothed the boy. I don't know if it was out of shame, Feng Xinglang came along with him, and gave him a slight slap on the boy's cheek.
The boy seemed to be stunned. He stared at Feng Xinglang with his eyes wide, as if he didn't quite set the envelope Xing Lang's movement just now.
"We are leaving! Go back and pick up Mommy!"
Feng Xinglang started the Mercedes-Benz car and sprinted in the direction of Feng Jia.
Fengjia's Mrs. Feng is ready: wearing a high-necked long trench coat and a top hat that Xue Luo almost never wore. An An helped and waited under the eaves of Feng's living room.
Undoubtedly, the trip to Royal Dragon City tonight is a bold adventure of Feng Xinglang.
He really didn't want to continue to wait like that! So he threw a bait to Seresto. Use his wife and son, including himself, as bait. Family of three, all!
Maybe it was half way to Yulong City; maybe it was in Yulong City; maybe it was after their family of three went out of Yulong City ...
Such a change from passive to active is undoubtedly risky. But Feng Xinglang didn't want to wait any longer. Because he couldn't wait to get his wife and children back to him. They can only bet on it.
Ba Song opened the car. The three families of Feng Xinglang sat in the back row.
"Mummy."
After Mrs. Feng Er got into the car, Xing Shishi murmured lowly. This is the first time he has called the name "Mummy" after having memories. He seemed to be expecting something.
Mrs. Feng glanced at Xing Shiyi and hummed indifferently, "What a pitiful child! You must treat others as dead ghosts at such a young age!"
"..."
The boy narrowed his expectation. The corner of Feng Xinglang's lips did not move naturally.
"He is your favorite dear son now! You are his favorite dear mummy!"
Feng Xinglang reminded women not to forget her own role.
"Come on my son and let Mommy hug!"
Xing Shifang did not rush to Mrs. Feng's open arms, but leaned subconsciously towards Feng Xinglang's side.
Because the boy can feel that Mrs. Feng is not friendly to her; and she can smell the dangerous breath on this Mrs. Feng. That's the taste of similar people: infested with blood and killing.
Feng Xinglang took Xing Shishi by his side and let him sit on his strong leg. He crossed the little guy's thin waist with one arm and used the same posture as holding his son Lin Nuo.
"How old?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"Nine years old." The boy said lightly.
"Nine years old?"
Feng Xinglang turned his head slightly and looked at the boy's face carefully, "Well ... then you have to eat more! You can grow strong and tall!"
The boy kept his back straight; he seemed a little uncomfortable with the sudden warmth.
But with Feng Xinglang tightening his arms, the boy snuggled into his arms and felt the short-term relationship between father and son.
"Feng Xinglang, it's easy for you to get into the show."
Mrs. Feng Er glanced at Feng Xinglang, who was holding Xing Shifang, "It's a guilt to be a father!"
I have to say that Mrs. Feng's remarks are a little bit sharp.
But apart from his guilt for taking the risk of his son Feng Linnuo, Feng Xinglang liked the calm boy.
"Mrs. Feng, this way of speaking ... when you fall in love with Cong Gang, are you afraid you can quarrel many times a day?"
Idle and idle, Feng Xinglang sniffed Mrs. Feng, who was sharp and mean, in a meandering manner.
Feng Xinglang really can't imagine: this woman named Lia has a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, and the self-proclaimed Cong Gang is in love!
The woman's face sank slowly.
"This is just my love! Song Tai will not fall in love with anyone!"
After speaking, Mrs. Feng looked at Feng Xinglang meaningfully, "You are no exception!"
"..." I have to say, following Cong Gangming, no matter whether it is male or female, there is no normal one.
A person's love? This is very sad! Maybe women enjoy themselves!
The entire wall of the Royal Dragon City is brilliant, and a bunch of dazzling fireworks are rising from time to time.
Even if it is just Bai Mo's little life, Yan Bang will not treat his brother.
Yan Bang was almost greeted outside the gate of Yulong City.
Feng Xinglang hugged his son in one hand and embraced his wife in one hand, and a family of three Qingqing and I walked towards Yan Bang.