Chapter 680: Proud Cinderella, more flavorful

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"An old guy who is so ugly and frustrated even wants to pursue my dear mommy. It's just a shame."
The little guy's rhetoric was exactly the same as that of his father Feng Xinglang.
With the pride and perseverance of a little guy, how could it be possible to accept such a person as his stepdad? Don't think about it!
Xue Luo was so angry that his teeth were trembling: the father and son, who sang one and the other, threw out the word 'politeness'!
It seems that at this moment, Xue Luo no longer wanted to reprimand Feng Xinglang, or to educate his son Lin Nuo; she only felt that she was panicked.
Feng Xinglang's humiliation to the engineer, she really heard it.
What ‘Cinderella ’s always been waiting for Prince Charming’? What do these mean? Does she want to say that Lin Xueluo is daydreaming?
Xue Luo didn't bother to talk to the father and son who weren't in sight. She turned around and walked towards the bus platform without looking back.
"Feng Xinglang, take a look, you've run off my dear mommy!"
The little guy didn't realize it at all: Qiru's mother-in-law Xueluo also had his "merit".
"Why are you still doing it, will you always sell it? Don't hurry to hug your mother! My father will drive!"
The father and son cooperated immediately. The children of Lin Nuo chased after his own mother, and Feng Xinglang followed the eye-catching Bentley.
"My dear mommy, don't you leave your poor son! It's all because Feng Xinglang is not good, always annoying mommy!"
The little guy hugged Xueluo's waist, and the whole little body almost hangs on Xueluo's legs.
"Linuo, let me loose!" Xue Luo could only pause.
"Not loose! Loosing Mommy will run away, and Nono has no love for her mother!"
Since mixing with his father and father Feng Xinglang, the technical content of selling small things has become more perverse. The father and son cooperated more and more.
The use is still Xue Luo's distressed son's motherly love, and can't let go of Feng Xinglang's affection.
"Lin Nuo, how many times has Mommy said, be polite to others! But you are hostile to others over and over again. Sooner or later, you will step into society, what kind of anger is you Get along with others? "
"Mummy, Nono knows it's wrong ... don't get angry with my dear mommy!"
"Go home and write‘ be good to you ’a hundred times!

"Ah? A hundred times? Chinese characters are so hard to write ..."
"Would you like to write? Don't bother with your mommy if you don't, and ask your dear! Let your dear find a stepmother for you!"
"I write! I can't write yet! Mommy don't get angry!"
The snow-falling flames calmed down a lot when his son ‘goodly’ recognized him.
Seeing Bentley approaching their mother and son, Xue Luo was furious again.
"Noble Prince Charming, please stay cool where you are! Don't stand in the way of Cinderella!"
"Auntie Cinderella ... More flavorful! I like it!"
Feng Xinglang's Zhang Jun's face was filled with a wicked smile.
The in a gentleman, there is a more attractive adjective-Yup!
Feng Xinglang's cheeky cheeks really didn't make Xue Luo scold, neither laugh, nor cry.
It is also reasonable to think that he had his magical nature at first. A young girl in Huaichun, who is just beginning her love, and a veteran inexperienced love field.
"Asshole seals Xinglang, you just know, right? I can't hold Mommy!"
Some of the little guys who couldn't hold back the snow fell, immediately asked his dad for help. In words, I was very dissatisfied with my dad who only knew how to talk.
Feng Xinglang pressed the parking brake and immediately got out of the car.
"Son, let my dad come."
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"
Intuition tells Xue Luo that the man who got out of the car is playing tricks; before the words fall, Feng Xinglang bows over and puts Xue Luo on his shoulder.
This is the attitude again!
When this man is unreasonable, he likes to carry her directly on his shoulders and throw him into the car.
If you can do it, the man will never talk to her!
Although the back seats are well-crafted, but Feng Xinglang was so arrogantly thrown, Xue Luo felt that his head was still bombarded.
"Feng Xinglang, you bastard!" Xue Luo was crying without tears.
"Mom, where did you hurt? My dear son rubs it for you!"
The little guy hugged his mother's head diligently and rubbed it slowly with the fleshy little palms in the snow-falling hairline.
One firm and one soft, one horizontal and one warm, the father and son cooperated perfectly seamlessly.
In front of his son, there was something wrong with Xue Luo, who was too reproachful to Feng Xinglang. Can only walk along the way.
"Feng Xinglang, I'm going back to my uncle's house."
Thinking that Feng Xinglang was going to take himself on a thief ship, Xue Luo warned in advance.
"Of course I went back to your uncle's home. Could it be that you were taken home by me? I told you, I'm a conservative man. During our relationship, I won't take the initiative to cross the thunder pond! For the first time, stay on the wedding night ... Of course, if you take the initiative during a love relationship, it's another matter! "
"..."
Feng Xinglang's remarks made Xue Luo feel so angry.
Can he be called "conservative"?
"... Feng Xinglang, would you please stop talking?"
Snow can no longer listen.
She, she ...
If it weren't for her son sitting in the car, she really wanted to splash it on the man's face with a basin of ice water! It would be best to tear off his belt and pour the ice-water mixture into his pants to release hatred!
Well, you are evil!

In the evening, it was entirely reasonable for Feng Xinglanglai to stay at Xia's house.
In the light of the nephew's son-in-law, Xia Zhengyang and Feng Xinglang met with each other and hated each other late.
Seeing Xia Zhengyang's continuous potting of Xinglang wine, Xue Luo was really distressed and anxious. Feng Xinglang's injuries haven't healed, and he can't drink these wines.
It was not appropriate to persuade himself, and Xue Luo could only follow when his son was urinating.
"Nuo Nuo, your bastard's dad is still suffering internal injuries and can't drink too much alcohol. If Feng Xinglang is dead, you won't have a dad!"
"Mum, do you want me to persuade my dad not to drink?"
"Uh-huh."
"Will the mommy promise me a small request?"
"You said?"
"That damn‘ be good to others ’, can I stop writing?

"No!"
"... Daddy's life is important, or is it important to write that word?"
"Feng Xinglang is your dear, not mine! He is dead or alive, you take care of it!"
"..." Well, kiss mommy is getting trickier!
Want to talk to her Lin Xueluo about the conditions, small things are not enough!
After dinner, the little boy frowned and wrote his ‘be good to others’.
Every time I write it, I will look at my dad resentfully: You are cool, and your son is suffering old sin!
"Snow falls, I want to discuss things with you."
Feng Xinglang's voice was sober and solemn.
"Do you want to write for your own son? Don't talk!"
"Lan Youyou offered to take the initiative: she is going to marry my brother and give Tuantuan a complete home ..."