Chapter 2205: Postscript 23

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"Come to see my dad!"
The little guy hugged his father's neck tightly, and finally he let his father hold him.
"Little Worm wants to kiss my dad!" Then he kissed his father on the cheek for four or five times. While kissing, still counting silently in my heart. The big bug said that he hugged for an hour every day, and kissed him a hundred times;
If you want to kiss, no matter who it is. As for hugging, my dad must be hugging myself. Because he can't hold his dad!
In the face of his young son who was so sticky, Feng Xinglang was of course adored.
The Fengzhe kid hung in the arms of his father and took a glance at Yan Wuzhen, who was beside a black box. Looks very strong, but also quite poor. When I have completed this task for half a month, I will reward his dad a little bit!
"By the way, who are you with?"
Feng Xinglang's mode of questioning was still very gentle. He didn't want the younger son to have a feeling of resistance to answering questions.
"Your son!" But the little guy answered him without thinking about it.
"My son? Did Brother Nono bring you?" Feng Xinglang frowned lightly.
"Not Nono, it's the son you lost!" The little man hummed.
"My son who was lost?"
Feng Xinglang really didn't understand the strange answer of the younger son, "Why didn't my father remember what son he had lost?"
The little boy hugged his dad's cheek, and was a little serious: "Daddy, you're too much! Why can't you remember losing your son?"
"..." Feng Xinglang frowned for a while, still wondering when he had lost any son. Besides, do n’t you just have two biological sons? Plus a dry son Yan Wudi!
Given that the younger son often did strange things and said some incredible things, Feng Xinglang didn't ask much at that time.
When Bai Mo came in, Feng Xinglang's arms still hugged his youngest son Feng Zeworm.
Bai Mo's eyes were very red and swollen, and there were some bruises on his forehead.
"Bang brother ..." After a hoarse wailing, Bai Mo knelt straight in front of Yan Bang's ashes.
Feng Xinglang's eyes turned red again. A long silence, a long silence. Just listening to Bai Mo hissing and weeping.
Compared to Feng Xinglang's forbearance, Bai Mo will vent his sadness straightforwardly. When you are sad, you will cry unscrupulously.
It wasn't until his wife called again that Feng Xinglang realized that he had forgotten to call his wife to report his younger son's safe call.
"The snow is falling, Bugs have arrived at the Royal Dragon City."
Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, and he immediately took it away from the mobile phone and sent it to the younger son's mouth. "Bug, say hi to Mommy."
"Good night mommy, the worm is going to sleep!" The little boy yawned, eyes closed on his shoulders while lying on his back.
"Xinglang, there are still many things to be busy in Yulong City. I'll send the fourteen to get the bugs back!" Feeling her husband's hurt, Xueluo thoughtfully asked softly.
"No need! Bugs managed to stick to my dear ... I'm flattered!"
Feng Xinglang kissed his little son's warm face and kissed him, "Let him follow me tonight!"
"Well ... I don't really see that this kid is so jealous!"
Xue Luo felt that the reason why the younger son was so sticky to her husband was because of the appearance of Yan Wuzhen. With a sense of crisis, afraid to lose? At least the little guy behaves like this!
"Snow falls, let's rest sooner or later!"
Without continuing to talk to his wife, Feng Xinglang hung up the phone. His heart had been disturbed by Bai Mo's exhausted cry.
Thinking of the past, Feng Xinglang's eyes were wet again.
"Daddy, are you crying?" The little guy looked up from his father's shoulder.
"No ... Bugs go to sleep! Daddy hugs you to sleep!" Feng Xinglang's voice was very dumb.
The seal bug that was supposed to fall asleep was disturbed by Bai Mo's hissing. He lay on his shoulders and watched Baimo cry.
"Daddy, why is he crying?" The little man muttered.
"Because ... sad!" Feng Xinglang had a headache.
"Is that dad sad too?" The little boy asked again, sleepy.
"Yes ... My dad is sad too!" Feng Xinglang said dumbly.
"Does that dad cry?"
"No! Daddy will turn grief into strength!"
Feng Xinglang was reluctant to look at Yan Bang on the photo, so he set his eyes on Yan Wuzhen, who was silently watching.
Perhaps when he conspired with Nina to create him, it seemed to have foretold that Yan Bang would die.
What kind of cause is what kind of result ... Feng Xinglang doesn't want to make it too clear! Perhaps the only thing he can do for Yan Bang is to preserve his only bloodline-Yan Wuzhen! Feng Xinglang spent the next two days in Yulong City. The younger son Feng Zeworm stuck him for two days. Whether Yan Bang was killed or buried, the little guy hung in his arms. From time to time to give comfort to my dad
Heart warm pro.
Three days later, everything seemed to be back on track.
Feng Xinglang brought Yan Wuyuan back to the Feng family from Yulong City. The fellow Fengzhe children did not show much rejection. He just sticks to his own dad, and completes the tasks assigned to him by the big bugs every day.
For Feng Xinglang, who is extremely fond of his son-in-law, his youngest son is willing to stick to him, and he is willing to spoil him!
"Bug bug, brother hold it! You must not be so sticky with your dad!"
Feng Linnuo opened his arms and tried to hug his brother who had been sticky in the arms of his dad, but was pushed away by the little boy.
Feng Linnuo was welcome and sympathetic to the lack of parents and the young and innocent Yan Wuyan.
"Don't be a Nono bug!"
The little guy turned his head to look at his nosy brother. Because the little guy thinks that the task that Big Bugs has given him is the biggest. No one can stop him!
"Forget Nono, my brother is still young, let my dad hold it!"
This is Feng Xinglang's doting.
His childhood was unfortunate, so he extravagantly spoiled his own children. Sometimes it's even the principle of doting.
Feng Xinglang rested all day in Feng's house, and the younger son stuck to him all day. When he slept, the youngest son followed, and when he ate, the youngest son followed.
It seems that Feng Xinglang realized this: the little guy is not only sticking to him, but also 'supervising' him!
"Bug bug, don't you want your dear big bug bug, and the cute little An An?"
Feng Xinglang, who hadn't had much rest for three days, slept awake naturally. Although it was naturally awake, it was also entangled with nightmares most of the night.
He hasn't had that nightmare of fire for a long time! Perhaps it was the past two days when I remembered more and dreamed.
Is it to honor Yanbang? should be!
When my dad asked, it was time for me to ask the melancholy kid melancholy: He really missed the big bug, and Xiao Anan!
But the big bug has explained that you must take care of your dad for half a month. Hold for an hour every day, and kiss a hundred times. These three days, the little ones have done well.
Think about it, but the little guy also knows: If you can't complete the task, you must be disappointed. The little guy doesn't want to let the big bugs down!
"Little bug loves dad!"
The little boy hugged his father's cheek, and kissed him several times. I'm going to close my father and father, and my parents will doubt life! Passing the sorrow of these days, Feng Xinglang, who is on the line of IQ, always feels that his youngest son is so sticky to him, not only because of eating vinegar. Because of his unrelenting love for each day, the little guy did not show any exclusion; only
Is simply sticking him!
"Little Worm only loves his dad, but he doesn't like Big Worm and Xiao An'an? That dad is so happy!"
Feng Xinglang played with his younger son and asked.
"Little bugs also love Big Bugs and Xiao Anan!" When he said this, there was a hint of sadness in the little guy's eyes.
It seemed that Feng Xinglang understood something.
...
After carefully taking care of himself, Feng Xinglang did not go to the company, but rushed to Repulse Bay.
He came to Hetun to negotiate on the issue of Yan Wuyi's upbringing!
Feng Xinglang knows clearly: It is impossible for him to bring Yan Wuzhen to his side 24 hours a day. It's impossible to hide Yan Wuzhen in the Feng family all the time!
He Tun wants Yan Wuming's life, it's too easy! As long as the little guy is out of the house, or in the dark night of that month, when he is not in the house, Hetun may send some sons to solve Xiao Wudi!
Therefore, Feng Xinglang turned from passive to active, and he came to negotiate with Hetun himself.
Feng Xinglang's concerns were exactly what He Tun thought. He has been planning Yan Wuyan so that he won't get too much attention from his son's family. In other words, he is always looking for the time to start with Yan Wuzhen.
However, he did not expect that his son Feng Xinglang came to the door!
It is estimated that the son should come to ask him for his sin during this trip. Hetun listened to Xing Shiliang's arrangement and decided to temporarily avoid the son Feng Xinglang's sharpness. After removing the affliction of Yan Wuzhen, he would talk to his son well. Talk!
Feng Xinglang, who was unable to see Hetun, called Xing Shiliang aside.
In the face of the immortal Prince Xing, Xing Shiliang decided to act innocent. Letting Prince Xing ask how he would press next, he said he didn't know. He did not admit that he was killed, but Prince Xing could not help him!
"Twelve, what have you been doing lately?" Feng Xinglang asked softly.
"Busy to take care of my righteous father!"
Xing Twelve started talking about other things with Feng Xinglang and Gu Zuo, "Prince Xing, I didn't say you: In fact, what my righteous father needs most is the care of your biological son!"
Feng Xinglang smiled lightly, "You also know that I am the biological son of Hetun ?!"
This smile made Xing Shier a little shy.
"I heard ... Mr. Wen Xiao is pregnant! I guess, the child in her belly ... should be Xing Shiren?" Feng Xinglang grinned again, "I haven't married anyone yet, just do it Big people's belly ... it's so inhuman! "