Chapter 475: It seems our conversation today is not pleasant

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However, the little guy didn't make a burst, just looked at Feng Xinglang with a bow in his hand.
The father and son stared at each other so deeply.
At this moment, there was no strong aggression in the little guy's eyes, just a sad gaze.
Families seem to want to speak to Feng Xinglang, but they are still talking.
The little guy's mouth was tight. That little look really makes people love and hate.
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang was inexplicably surprised!
It was a kind of warmth that spread from the heart to every cell on and down!
Feng Xinglang suppressed the depths of the hazy soul for so many years, as if penetrated into a small Chaoyang!
He didn't blame the little thing because the little guy was barbaric and unfriendly to him, even he wanted to reach out and touch the little guy ...
But Feng Xinglang's steps came up abruptly. Because he saw the little guy stepping back.
"It looks like our conversation today is not pleasant."
Feng Xing Long Wen said. Without any blame.
The little guy wanted to get close to Feng Xinglang, but he was afraid to let Feng Xinglang approach him.
It was not because he was afraid that Feng Xinglang would hurt him, but because he was afraid ... in Feng Xinglang's mind, he and his mother and Xuemei had already lost their positions!
Besides, he even bitten Mummy like that ... Mummy is a girl and needs a man to protect her! But the dad in front of him didn't care about his mummy!
"Feng Xinglang, you hate it! You dare to bully me ... I ..."
When it came to his mouth, the little boy swallowed ‘Mummy’. Mommy Xueluo said that she can't talk to anyone about her. Especially facing this big devil in front of me!
The little tearful eyes of the little boy, as well as the small appearance that kept talking, made Feng Xinglang frown.
"Children, can we make sense? But I got you cut, and why did I bully you? Obviously you're bullying me, OK? I didn't fight back!"
Feng Xinglang wants to correct the little man's "sinful desire".
Looking at Feng Xinglang's shoulders red with blood, the little guy seemed a little upset.
He bit his own mouth and struggled emotionally for a while, "Who made you bully a girl? This is the price you pay for a girl!"
Is this "bullying girl" again? Feng Xinglang Yingting's eyebrows narrowed.
"There are so many girls I bully ... I don't know which one you mean!"
Instinctively, Feng Xinglang understood the 'girl' in the mouth of the little guy as a little girl of the same age as the little thing.
"Feng Xinglang, I hate you!"
Can't tell Feng Xinglang about Mommy Xueluo, so the little guy can only repeat this angry roar.
"Unfortunately, I like you so much! Especially your frowning pan head ..."
Feng Xinglang approached the little one again; the little one instinctively wanted to avoid it, but his body was already on the wall behind him.
When the little guy heard Feng Xinglang said that he still liked himself very much, he was still very happy.
It seems that this active touch of Feng Xinglang may reach his wish in the little push and half of the little guy.
It was a deep heart, a natural desire for fatherly love!
Although, the little guy is very resistant on the surface. After all, the dad in front of him hurt his favorite mommy. And also gave birth to a little girl with other women, and it hurt so much.
These are the objective reasons for the little ones to contradict Feng Xinglang.
But just as Feng Xinglang's hand was about to touch the little guy's pot lid, the sound of Yan Bang knocking on the door came from the bathroom door.
"Lang ... Feng Xinglang! Are you in there?"
Without seeing Feng Xinglang for ten minutes, Yan Bang came over from the hall. Only to find that the bathroom door was locked from the inside.
"I'm here! Fine!" Feng Xinglang replied.
With a bang, Yan Bang still broke in.
To the mighty Yanbang, the door of this toilet is not much stronger than the paper.
Seeing that the soldiers came in, the little boy resisted to avoid Kai Xinglang's hand reaching out to touch the lid of his pot. While holding the crossbow, while aiming at Yan Bang, he retreated out of the bathroom door.
"Lang, are you injured?"
Seeing Feng Xinglang's shoulders stained with blood, and a crossbow left on it, Yan Bang immediately wanted to grab the Linuo boy who was aiming at him with the crossbow.
"Bang, I'm fine! He's still a child, let him go!"
Feng Xinglang stepped forward and stopped Yan Bang who wanted to attack the little guy. The little guy also took the opportunity to flee the toilet.
"Xiao Zaomao, he is so ruthless with his righteous father Hetun at such a young age!"
Yan Bang is hostile to anyone who hurts or tries to hurt Feng Xinglang, no matter how young or old.
"Uh……"
Only after the little one left the bathroom safely, Feng Xinglang made a sore groan.
The flesh stabbed by the crossbow was really uncomfortable. Feng Xinglang seemed to feel the cold metal rubbing his bones.
"How are you hurting?" Yan Bang snapped the arrow body exposed.
"It's okay ... just a flesh wound."
Feng Xinglang Qiang Yan relaxed. Although this pain is not enough to kill, it is a carbohydrate body after all.
"Go and take care of me! I don't know if this crossbow is poisonous."
Yan Bang took off his suit jacket and put it on Feng Xinglang's shoulder, covering his injured left shoulder.
"Bang, you think too much. Just a little P child, how can it be poisoned on the arrow!"
Until this moment, Feng Xinglang was still speaking for Lin Nuo's children. It seemed that he had suffered the crossbow without any reason, and he had no intention to be angry with the little guy.
"That little thing doesn't mean that Hetun doesn't! Didn't you see that the little hair child had been transferred by Hetun to become a bloodthirsty tool to kill you?
Yan Bang wanted to help Feng Xinglang, but was stopped by Feng Xinglang.
"I can go by myself."

A pair of big watery eyes kept looking at Feng Xinglang leaving the bathroom.
The little fellow's clear eyes seemed to be confused by a layer of moisture. He watched Feng Xinglang leave like this.
"The first time this father and son met, you gave your dad such an arrow ... It's so happy!"
Behind him, Xing Twelve's voice came slowly. In fact, Xing Shiliang has been watching everything that happened in the bathroom.
The little guy turned back and stared at Xing Shiliyi fiercely, and the universe began to erupt.
"Old Twelve, what are you following me sneakily? You hate it, do you know!"
The little man suddenly launched an innocent fire on innocent Xing Shier.
After all, the little guy is only a 5-year-old baby girl, and his heart is naturally fragile.
He is not unaware that the man who was hit by an arrow himself is his biological dad!
Obviously, it was very uncomfortable, but Xing Shirfang wanted to say something to stimulate him.