Chapter 1799: Love Letter 4

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However, no matter how Feng Xinglang seduced and lured, the little man closed his little mouth tightly and never spoke again.
"Boy, are you intentional?" Feng Xinglang was a little annoyed.
The little guy yawned and stuck it in the neck of his father's neck, as if going to sleep.
"Good son, don't you want to call Mommy? Well, let's change it to be called a dad! Hmm ... just dad ... baba ..."
Failing to find the big bug again, the little guy looked a little frustrated. Blinking sleepy eyes, froze around.
"The big bug is here!" Feng Xinglang took out the killer.
This trick really worked: Upon hearing the word "big bug", the little guy who was originally sleepy immediately straightened up, staring at him with his sleepy eyes wide open.
"Dog, do you hit my son again?"
"It's been two years ... he's not dead yet?"
"Come out if you have one! Don't hide away like a tortoise!"
The answerer Xinglang cursed, still just silent.
It seemed that Feng Xinglang was talking to himself alone.
"I knew your dog had no face to see me? Did you pretend to be a ghost? You have the ability to show your face!"
"Dog stuff is dog stuff, you can never get on the table!"
If it weren't for Feng Xinglang's arms, he was holding the worm, and he would be no different from a neurotic in his self-proclaimed behavior.
In view of hearing her son ’s ‘mama’ from her own ears, and in order to surprise her woman, Feng Xinglang did not stay behind to continue the nonsense scolding, but took the little boy and quickly rushed back to Feng ’s home.
But the Fengzheze children who hurried back to Feng's home didn't give face to the expectant dad, and let Feng Xinglang's ‘mama’ guide them, the little guy kept pinching his noble little mouth.
"Shit boy, aren't you talking to your dad again?"
Feng Xinglang was slightly annoyed when the little guy refused to obey him.
"Xinglang, don't do this! Can we have more patience with Bugs?"
Xue Luo embraced the younger son from her husband's arms; the little boy hugged Mum's neck, and firstly kissed the gentle and sympathetic woman in front of her, and then laid her eyes in her shoulders. With the excitement of his father Feng Xinglang jumping up and down.
"Small boy, your dad clearly heard that you kept yelling at mama on the second floor ... Did you deliberately commit anger?"
Feng Xinglang ’s bad temper is almost worn away by this little thing,
Even if you are dissatisfied with your dad, but your mummy is so gentle, so kind, so petting you, it ’s not easy to have a baby in October. Next you ... you should be filial: give her a little surprise! "
I don't know if the little guy understands it either, and murmured, "... # ￥ ％ ＆ ＠."
"What Martian language ... it's mama! You just kept mamaing on the second floor of Big Caterpillar's house!"
Feng Xinglang lovingly wanted to guide the little man to say the ‘mama’ again, so that the woman who had hoped for so many days rejoiced.
"Xing Xinglang, I believe that my bug will call my mother! But he is hungry now, is he going to eat?"
In fact, Xue Luo was relieved. Because the man cares about her, he goes to the son to follow the instructions.
With her husband being so considerate to him, what's so unsatisfactory for Xue Luo? As the man said: It's only a matter of time before the younger son calls her mum.
"Zhongzhe, will you call your brother? If you don't want to call Mommy, then call your brother!"
Feng Linnuo heard the sound from the living room and did not do his homework. He ran straight out of the study. Fengtuan followed closely behind.
The office on the left downstairs was originally used by Mo butler for account management; now it is divided into two and is reserved for the sons and daughters of Fengjia as study rooms. He changed his office to a small villa next door.
"There are sisters in the group! But the sisters in the group are not in a hurry. They will wait patiently for the bug brother to learn to call mama and papa first!"
Feng Tuan Tuan is getting more and more sensible. That little girl who sells well and cute makes everyone more like her.
Feng Zhehong blinked his big eyes and watched the boy and girl jumping up and down around him.
"This little bug has always taken an unusual path! Maybe one day suddenly I will call my little mum first! Then I must be happy!"
Mo Ranran forcibly took one of the little guy's hands and bit his teeth with his teeth.
The pain must be a little painful, but instead of retracting his small hand, the small thing even gave the other hand to Mo Ranran to bite.
"Little bug, you are a masochist! You are bitten and addicted!"
Mo Ranran also bit a few bites on the other little finger that the little boy stretched out.
It seems that he rarely has such pleasant interactions with others.
"Mo Ran Ran, you dare to bite my son again, I'm going to pump you!"
Feng Xinglang was so distressed that he dragged his son's hands in his palms.
"Feng Xinglang, who are you pumping? You come over, I let you pump!" Feng Lixin's wife took over Feng Xinglang's words.
"Feng Lixin, your wife is biting my son, don't you care? Is it really good for you to show off so much love for tigers?"
Feng Xinglang was really happy for them when they saw the eldest brother who was so disheartened and walking with his young wife Mo Ranran so harmoniously and beautifully. Life should be so positive.
"But I only saw your son reach out and let my family bite."
"Oh, Feng Lixin, what do you mean: your family is still tired?"
"Can Ran Ran also be called? You want to be a bitch!"
Feng Lixin added a knife: "It's also my fault, I haven't educated you since I was a kid, and I have grown up with my big brother!"
Seriously, just listening to the two brothers in the Feng family playing tricks with each other, they are also full of love.
One is the elder brother who can devote his life to his younger brother; the other is that the elder brother can devote all his foolish younger brother!
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In the winter season of Shencheng, the morning was as fresh as dew, and the pure sky swept a few birdsongs, which made the busy morning dyed a rare leisure; the wet ground was condensed with cold air, and it was still a bit chilling.
Feng Meng was awakened by her mum. Today is the day when the little guy goes to the hospital for an examination.
"Worm woke up? Mommy kisses."
Looking at the gentle and tender woman quietly, the little boy squirmed a few lips, and then slightly overflowed from his small mouth. This is the most beautiful title in the world:
"Mama ..."