Chapter 1748: Wait gentle 24

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Feng Xinglang's expression was serious, and he was not joking with Nina.
Nina stared at Feng Xinglang quietly for a few seconds. "Mr. Feng, what happened? Is it about Yanbang?"
Feng Xinglang came to her at this point of time, surely she would not miss her son suddenly; after all, Feng Xinglang had two sons to think of, and he didn't have to hurry to hug someone's child in the morning!
There is the note in Japanese that Feng Xinglang sent to her last time: [If you are willing to die for him, neither of you need to die! 】
Is this what Yanbang caused again?
It seems that in memory, Yan Bang has never stopped.
"Go and hug Wu Wu, I'll take him to see Yan Bang."
"Oh, okay. But Wuyi is still asleep ..."
In general, every time Xinglang asks to take Wuxi to see Yanbang, Nina supports it unconditionally. She also wants her children to enjoy occasional fatherly love.
Nina was relieved that Feng Xinglang took away his son Wuyi. Moreover, the little thing is already three years old, he will play, eat, and sleep by himself. In the past two years, he has become more and more harmonious with his close brother Yan Bang.
Yan Wuyi, who was carried out, was still sleeping. The stout body is very stingy.
Feng Xinglang took the snooze little thing from Nina's arms, "I will bring it to you tomorrow night at the latest."
"Well, okay. Be careful on your way."
Given that Yanbang's Royal Dragon City has a full set of daily necessities and clothing for his son, Nina just wrapped the little guy with a windproof thin blanket.
Yan Wuzheng's children slept comfortably in Feng Xinglang's arms.
Rushing all the way to the military area hospital under the jurisdiction of the public security, little things did not wake up.
Holding small things for more than 30 years and going upstairs is still a bit heavy, and the key must be two hands; so, Feng Xinglang changed to a vertical hug posture.
The little thing woke up. When I looked at the person who was holding him, it was Godfather Feng Xinglang, and immediately he held his neck with his arms, and he kissed and kissed on Feng Xinglang's cheek with sleepy eyes.
"Wu Wu awake?"
Feng Xinglang asked softly, "Why do you like Godfather so much? Let him be your son."
"……it is good."
The little guy yawned and pulled a long milky ending.
"Promise godfather: After seeing your dear for a while, remember to kiss a few more times, you know?"
Feng Xinglang gently patted the little guy's back;
"……it is good."
Like a lazy little koala, Yan Wuzhen hugged Feng Xinglang's neck tightly, and rubbed his cheek with his nose, one after another, warm and nostalgic.
"Wu Wuyi likes goddaddy a little more, or is he a little bit more dear?" Feng Xinglang asked casually.
"Like Godfather!"
The little boy tightened his arms and kissed Feng Xinglang's face again.
"Why does Wuyi like Godfather so much?" Feng Xinglang asked again.
"Because ... because Godfather is good ... Wuyi likes Godfather."
Little guys don't like talking. In front of strangers, it is even more taciturn. As long as in front of Feng Xinglang, will say more.
"Where's the godfather?" Feng Xinglang asked softly.
"Godfather is good!"
The little guy blew his mouth around Feng Xinglang's neck.
It seems that little things like Feng Xinglang, and there is no exact reason. It's just that kind of like.
"Naughty again? No more hair blowing! Godfather's neck is itchy!"
Feng Xinglang patted the little guy's P shares, "Wu Yan, Yan Bang is your dear ... you also have to like your own dear, you know?"
"Wuyi doesn't like dear ... just godfather!"
Feng Xinglang felt ashamed of the little guy's love for him. Even closer than his dad.
Because Feng Xinglang doesn't care much for little guys.
After being shocked by electric shock, Yan Bang was sent to this controlled hospital for treatment under the strong request of Shao Yuanqun and his lawyer.
"Wuyi, remember what Goddard just told you?"
After greeting Shao Yuanjun, he headed into the ward, and Feng Xinglang asked again.
"Can not remember."
The little guy patted on Feng Xinglang's shoulder and enjoyed it.
"Shit!"
Feng Xinglang patted the little fellow's P-share again to show punishment: "After the godfather lets you see your dear, kiss your dear more!
Then the little man nodded his head.
It seems that there is a daddy like Yan Bang, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't have a daddy like him.
To be honest, even Feng Xinglang couldn't figure out: how could the relationship between Yan Bang and his son Yan Wuzhen be so weak? !! No one came close without his bottle cap dad!
...
Under the action of the drug, Yan Bang was still asleep.
Seeing Yan Bang, a hand being handcuffed to the bed pole, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.
"Uncuffed the handcuffs." He looked at the policeman aside.
"This ..." The police officer guarding Yan Bang seemed a little embarrassed.
"With me, Yan Bang dare not run! Nor will he run!"
Feng Xinglang snatched the key from the police. "I'm in trouble!"
In view of Feng Xinglang's identity, the guard's criminal police did not say much. Although Director Jian was transferred, he still has some henchmen and old subordinates. The two guards of the Interpol left the ward.
"Wu, go wake your dear ... be gentle."
The little boy ran to the bed, looked at it quietly for a while, then raised his little hand and took several photos on Yan Bang's cheek.
"Isn't it to make you gentle?"
Feng Xinglang quickly picked up the little guy's little hand that was beating, "This is your dear! Is it really good for you to be so rebellious?"
"Lang ... Lang ..."
After a few hoarse calls in the dream, Yan Bang opened his eyes in a difficult situation.
What greeted him was someone he never missed in his sleep.
"Lang ... Lang!"
Yan Bang sat up strenuously, and when Feng Xinglang bowed to support his back, he was hugged tightly.
"Lang ... are you all right?"
"What can I do ..."
Feng Xinglang sniffed briefly, and seemed to be able to smell the slightly burnt taste of the flesh after being shocked.
"Isn't it for you to stay in the detention center? What are you talking about?"
"Worried about something wrong with you ... isn't that old thing Ando embarrassing you?"
Yan Bang looked up and down and touched Feng Xinglang. After seeing him intact, he embraced him deeply.
"Old Ando's goal is you!" Feng Xinglang hummed.
Yan Bang stroked Feng Xinglang's cheek with the palm of his hand, "I'm not dead, it doesn't matter! As long as you're fine, Lao Tzu will be assured!"
"Um ... so I brought Wuyi to see you last time with your dear!"
Yan Bang's words, Feng Xinglang actually didn't feel well. From the day he met Yan Bang, Yan Bang has been paying for him.
Yan Bang and Cong Gang are like his left and right hands of Feng Xinglang; now they are being cut off one by one ...
"Is that the last one?"
Yan Bang grinned, "Can I do something a little bit out of order?"
"you dare!"
Before Feng Xinglang's words fell, Yan Bang kissed his lips before he could close them.
In Feng Xinglang's view, this is exactly the same feeling as being licked by a dog!