Chapter 524: In which room did Xueluo mother and son sleep tonight?

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"This is your home!"
Feng Xinglang took a step forward, picked up his unaware son Lin Nuo, and walked towards the restaurant.
It wasn't until Mommy Xueluo was sitting with him at the dining table that the little guy stopped arguing and slowly quieted down.
Lin Xueluo was so shameless to sit on Feng's table, of course, Lan Youyou will not flinch.
So, she took her daughter from Feng Lixin's arms and sat down with her.
It seems that the real game between the two women has just begun.
"Nono, come to your uncle, will you?"
Feng Lixin extended his friendly and loving hands to the little guy, and wanted to hold the little guy next to him.
Although this uncle looked kind and polite, Lin Nuo refused Feng Lixin's kindness. Hug tightly around Mummy's waist, snuggling her small head into Mummy's arms.
It can be seen that the little guy didn't want to stay at Feng Family for dinner. But Mummy Xueluo insisted on staying, and the little one could only follow Mummy's intention.
Feng's dinner was very rich. Because as early as noon, Feng Xinglang called and prepared An An.
"Dignity man, why is it like being a little girl in her mother's arms?"
Feng Xinglang approached his hand to caress his son's little head, but the little one avoided it disgustingly; so, the back of the hand caught the softness of the falling snow.
At the beginning, Xue Luo didn't notice anything, thinking that Feng Xinglang simply wanted to be intimate with him; but who knows that Feng Xinglang's hand that touched him did not mean to take it off ...
The son's small head was crooked to the left, and the back of his hand followed him to the left; the son's small head escaped to the right, and the back of his hand went to the right!
Prepared to say that Feng Xinglang's back of the hand should be from left to right above the softness of the snow; then from right to left.
Snowfall is not a wood man!
She could clearly feel that Feng Xinglang's cheap hand was rubbing against her chest.
He was so skillfully taken advantage of for so long! But she thought Feng Xinglang was just teasing the son in her arms!
Lin Xueluo, Lin Xueluo, do you call yourself a sinner?
How come he was sent to make this man frivolous?
This man's cheap bill, is this your first experience?
Was he thin enough before?
Lin Xueluo glanced at Feng Xinglang fiercely, then moved to sit in a place where Feng Xinglang's arms could not touch.
Feng Xinglang, the big cheap man, locked the door behind him, and Hetun said that he would let Xiaoshi accompany his dad for a few days ... their mother and son were able to get in and couldn't get out.
Xue Luo really didn't want to create any panic for his son who had been angry for a long time.
If the little guy knows: his father and father locked the door to keep their mother and son away, the little guy doesn't know how to get into trouble!
Perhaps this is the purpose of Hetun!
He Tun didn't really want Yizi Shishi to cultivate feelings with his dad Feng Xinglang; his real purpose was to make Xiaoshi Shih hate with his dad!
What Snowfall can do is to protect his son from harm to the greatest extent. Either physically or mentally.
Feng Xinglang really wanted to tear the woman in front of her.
In view of the presence of his son Lin Nuo, he still reluctantly maintains his father's tall and bright image.
A piece of Dongpo meat, which was bitten off by the fat, was sent to the bowl where Xue fell.
Feng Xinglang's movements are as smooth as those years.
It seems that after five years, such actions have long been ingrained in each other's minds. There is no need to spend time to uncover the dusty memories, and it will happen naturally.
The reason for having memories in life is not because of suddenly remembering it, but because of being unable to forget.
The little guy is actually quite hungry. I was twitching and wondering whether I should eat this dinner at my dad's house, but I saw the bastard's dad toss a piece of meat into the bowl of Mommy's falling snow.
Suddenly, the little boy stared at the big but angry eyes, "Why throw the bite into my mummy's bowl? Feng Xinglang, you are disgusting!"
In the face of his son's questioning, Feng Xinglang was really filled with emotion: it seemed to be just a flash, and his own small copy was even five years old.
"Your mommy likes Dongpo meat, but she doesn't like fatty meat, so after every time your dad bites off the fat meat, you leave the lean meat to your mommy ... Your mommy loves it. "
"Besides, this is not disgusting, this is the couple's sentiment between me and your mummy! Does the sentiment understand? It's almost the same as the sentiment!"
Feng Xinglang's explanation made Xue Luo both moved and ashamed.
The little man stunned and looked at the piece of meat in Mummy's bowl: it really was lean meat, and he was bitten off by fat.
"But why don't I know my mommy likes Dongpo meat?" The little guy asked.
"Five years ago, you were a little bitch." Feng Xinglang smiled softly.
"Papa, why is your elder brother a little sister-in-law? What is that?" Princess Feng asked curiously.
"Four years ago, you were also a little bitch!" Feng Xinglang whispered.
Xue Luo didn't want to eat the Dongpo meat that was about to be bitten and fattened. But at the moment when he lifted his eyes, Xue Luo greeted Lan Youyou's purpose of eating fast.
I do not know what kind of psychology: Xue fell under the attention of Lan Youyou, and calmly ate the piece of Dongpo meat.
Then, the second piece of Dongpo meat, which was bitten off, was sent from Xuexinglang's chopsticks to Xueluo's bowl.
Snow fell, took a bite of rice, and ate that piece of Dongpo meat again.
It seems to verify Feng Xinglang's words: My dear mommy really likes to eat Dongpo meat that was bitten by the father.
"Papa, Tuan Tuan has to eat too."
There are cute people who are crazy. Little things rarely eat meat on weekdays, but she can see that Nono's mother eats so fragrant, and she also wants to eat.
Feng Lixin immediately bit his daughter a piece of fat from Dongpo and sent it to her daughter's small bowl. Little cutie immediately ate it happily.
"Nono, do you like anything on this table? If not, I'll let Granny Ann continue to make it."
Feng Lixin asked with a soft voice.
"Brother, don't bother you anymore. Nono is not picky and eats everything."
Xue Luo added a spoonful of roasted beef brisket to his son.
But the little one only ate the burdock, but the carrots remained in the bowl.
"I especially love carrots. Who can leave me carrots?"
Feng Xinglang took care of his machine to please his son Lin Nuo, and sent his bowl over.
The little kid quickly put all the uneaten carrots into Feng Xinglang's bowl.
Xue Luo didn't expect Feng Xinglang to use such a naive method to please his son Lin Nuo.
"Nono Mommy, can you let my little brother sleep with the group tonight?"
Feng Xiaotuan's question really asked the serious problems facing the Feng family at this moment.
Lan Youyou occupies the master bedroom on the second floor, that is, Xueluo and Fengxinglang's wedding room. Where will Xueluo's mother and son sleep tonight?
Did you let Lan Youyou move out of the master bedroom on the second floor?
Will she agree?
If she still occupies the master bedroom on the second floor, what would Xueluo's mother and son be at home?