Chapter 472: Nono, Mommy can't lose you!

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When Feng Xinglang rushed back to Feng's home, the little cute was held by Feng Lixin in her arms to feed. She kept shaking her head and refused to eat, just sobbing inertia.
Feng Xinglang's heart suddenly hurt. In the end, she was defeated by the cute, pitiful and pitiful look of Xiao Aike.
"round and round……"
Feng Xing Langchee called the little cute. At the moment when Xiao cute looked back at him, all the "minds" in Feng Xinglang's heart were completely disintegrated. It seems that as long as the little thing doesn't cry, let him do anything willingly.
"Papa!"
The little thing was aggrieved, Douda's tears fell straight; she hurried down from Feng Lixin's body, and flew towards Feng Xinglang barefoot.
Feng Xinglang hugged the little things tightly in his arms and kept kissing her hairline and her cheeks.
"I'm sorry Tuantuan ... Little papa is too busy, so I'm late, I'm really sorry!"
The tears of the little guy completely defeated Feng Xinglang. He didn't want to let the little things more than three years old be grieved with tears because of mischief between adults.
"Tuan Tuan thought that Papa wouldn't tuan Tuan and Mummy anymore!"
Little things wiped his nose and tears on Feng Xinglang's shoulders; Feng Xinglang didn't have any suspicion. I just worry that the fabric of my suit is too stiff and will hurt the little cute nose.
"How come ... papa loves groups."
Feng Xinglang kissed the little boy's teary face again, "Don't you cry, okay? Papa will be distressed! It hurts!"
The little thing stopped crying and snorted while sniffing.
"Papa, go and see my mummy ... Mummy hasn't eaten for a day ... Tuan Tuan is so worried about Mummy!"
The little guy's wailing, slowly softened Feng Xinglang's heart.
All the principles, in the tears of little cuteness, have become principleless!
Therefore, Feng Xinglang obeyed the meaning of the small group, and hugged her into the room to see Lan Yuyou who continued to die.
The door is unlocked. It can't be locked. It is estimated that it was pried by Mo's housekeeper.
The woman above her was silent, without any breath.
The curly and frowning curly hair, now strangely wrapped around Lanyou's neck and face, could not see her face.
Feng Tuantuan climbed up from Feng Xinglang's arms, squatted beside Mommy Lanyou, and used her own small hands to manage the hair wrapped around Mommy Lanyou.
"Mummy, wake up soon, papa is back ... Mommy, you wake up soon."
No matter how the little guy went into trouble, Lan Youyou was still dead, still motionless.
"Papa, Mommy doesn't speak ... Is Mommy dying?"
The cute and unstoppable uncle cried, "Tuan Tuan, don't let Mommy die ... Mummy is dead, Tuan Tuan will die with her!"
The little guy's sudden cry made Feng Xinglang swallow back Lan Youyou, who thought he was dying.
"Tuantu, don't bullshit! Your mummy won't die!"
Feng Xinglang leaned over and used his index finger to explore Lanyou's breath.
Alive!
"Lan Youyou, how about you? Are you scared? Do you understand?"
Feng Xinglang snapped.
"Papa, don't kill my mummy ... Mummy is sick."
The little cute, tearful, frightened and helpless, softened Mummy's blue face with her little hand.
Feng Xinglang took off his suit, took a deep breath, and stretched out his palm to test Lan Youyou's forehead: The forehead was hot and should really be sick.
"Lanyou ... Lanyou ..."
Feng Xinglang called twice, and after getting no echo from Lan Youyou, she wanted to lift her upper body out of the quilt.
"Don't move me ... Don't move me! Quickly drive me ... Go! Go away!"
Lan Youyou's unclear slang, struggling to touch her Feng Xinglang, as if going crazy.
"It's me, Feng Xinglang! Don't be crazy!" Feng Xinglang growled.
Lan Youyou calmed down, opened her weak eyes, and tried to look at the man who was holding her.
"Lang ... Alang ... don't let them touch me ... please, don't let them touch me ..."
Lan Youyo sobbed and sobbed, she couldn't make a sound, almost only her mouth shape.
"You are closing the house now, and no one will touch you!"
Feng Xinglang's brows straightened: The tortured look of Lan Youyou should be more than just being cut off!
What the is that Yanbang ’s dog thing makes this fairy? Didn't he let him put some shame on the cloth?
Is it ...
Lan Youy tightly embraced in Feng Xinglang's arms, trembling with trembling. But the body is hot.
"Tuantu, hurry up and call Grandpa Mo and let him go to see Mom for a doctor."
"Oh. Tuantuan, let Grandpa Mo see a doctor for Mommy."
The little boy immediately climbed down from the puppet and rushed out of the room.
At the door of the room, Feng Lixin stood silently. Silently watching Lan Youyou, who was held in her arms by Feng Xinglang.
For so many years, Lan Youyou's choice is not his meticulous attention, even the care of the humble to the dust; it is Feng Xinglang's repeated coldness and indifference.
What she chooses, what she needs, and what she loves most are Feng Xinglang! It will only be Fengxinglang!
Sometimes, Feng Lixin even wanted Feng Xinglang to marry Lan Youyou, fulfilling this woman's dream for many years!
He's enough to live together!
In his life Li Fengxin, he has long been seeking no other extravagant hope!
The doctor arrived and checked Lan Youyou's physical condition; after infusion, Lan Yuyou fell into a deep sleepiness.
"Xing Lang, thank you." Feng Lixin said in a dumb voice.
"I'll watch her die next time!"
Feng Xinglang said lightly.

Although Lin Nuo was very dissatisfied with the newly cut pot cover that Mommy gave, he obeyed his intention and kept this new hairstyle that made him want to cry.
"Nono, promise Mommy, don't mention Mommy to anyone! Don't tell anyone's Mommy's name!"
Xueluo put on his son a gentleman tuxedo brought by Hetun.
The little man nodded, but a little puzzled, "Keyi Father will tell others!"
"That's your right father's business! We can't control him!"
Xue Luo whispered an uneasy breath, "Nono, if your righteous father wants you to do something ... Remember what Mommy said: We want to be a caring good boy!"
The little guy nodded again.
"Nono, Mommy can't lose you!"
Xue Luo wanted to tell his son Lin Nuo, but he was stunned.