Chapter 927: Thief

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Not only his wife Xueluo, but also Hetun and his sons and daughters, also attributed Nono's disappearance to Yan Bang!
Xing Ba saw Nono with his own eyes in the detention room; Xing Shizhui also found the small things in Yulong City.
All of this cannot be related to Yan Bang!
Feng Xinglang Yingting's eyebrows squinted as he watched his son sleeping on the bed.
"Xinglang, why hasn't Nuo Woke up yet? Would you like to take him to the hospital?"
I was worried that my son was always asleep, and when my mother's snow fell, I couldn't relax.
"No need. In another hour or two, Nono will wake up on her own. Don't worry too much!"
Feeling the worries of the woman, the man shook the woman's hand and shared her anxiety.
Just so snuggle each other and watch the sleeping children!
"Xinglang, your leg is still hurting. Go and rest. I'm keeping Nono. When he wakes up, I will call you."
Women feel bad for their children, but also hurt men.
"I'm not tired or sleepy! I'm just holding you with my child ... it works better than any medicine!"
Men's words, let Xue Luoxin have loving ripples. She hugged the man to make him more comfortable in his arms.
"Xing Lang, Nono is all right? Are you awake?"
After receiving a call from Mr. Mo, Feng Lixin rushed back from the police station.
Then she saw her daughter Feng Tuantuan standing tiptoe in the courtyard of Fengjia Villa, looking forward towards the entrance of the community.
Little cute knows deeply: Perhaps the most loving woman in this world is papa Feng Lixin!
Seeing her daughter who had disappeared for more than ten days returned to her arms, Feng Lixin was almost silent.
After intimate with her daughter for a while, and asked some more information, Feng Lixin went upstairs to visit her nephew Lin Nuo. His brother Feng Xinglang had a leg injury.
"Brother? Did you come back and see Tuantuan? She has been waiting for you."
"Seeing ... Xinglang, thank you."
Feng Lixin heartily thanked Feng Xinglang for helping him find his daughter again.
"The family doesn't need to be so polite."
"How is Nono? Still asleep?"
"Well, I was fed something with sleeping ingredients. I'll probably wake up in a while."
"Oh, all right."
Feng Xinglang glanced back at these eldest brothers Feng Lixin, "Why didn't you get tired and careless with your daughter?"
"Tuantu downstairs with An Yu to make a snack for Brother Nono. She will be able to eat her snack when she wakes up!"
"Tuantu this little thing ... is getting sweeter!"
Feng Xinglang smiled slightly, "Don't let my uncle go through all the" thousand misunderstandings "and" many black pots "to make her!"
"Tuantu will definitely thank you for this uncle!"
Feng Lixin's voice was a little hoarse and not very clear, but she spoke extra hard.
"Brother, go downstairs to accompany the group. She hasn't seen you for more than ten days, she must think that you want to be ruthless. As soon as Nono wakes up, I will take him downstairs to make a snack made by her sister.
Now that the son has returned and the misunderstanding has been resolved, Xue Luo certainly hopes that the family can live in harmony.
"Okay, then I'll go downstairs."
Feng Lixin left. Do not want to disturb the reunion of Feng Xinglang's family.

After more than an hour of doze, the little boy opened his sleepy eyes.
Actually, it couldn't open, but when I heard the call of my dear mommy, the little boy opened the eyes completely with great force.
"Mummy!"
Lin Nuo rushed into Mummy Xue Luo's arms, all kinds of relatives, all kinds of coquettish.
"Mummy, do you really want to kiss your son?"
"Think ... you're going to worry Mommy crazy!"
Xue Luo didn't want to cry in front of her son, but she couldn't help crying.
"My son wants to kiss his mommy!"
Lin Nuo hugged Mummy Xueluo's neck tightly, coquettishly intimate, "I have been worried that the big bad guy will catch Mummy too."
"Just know that kissing my mommy, father will be very lost!"
Looking at the intimacy of the mother and the child, Feng Xinglang's heart seemed to be soothed.
"Daddy!"
The little guy threw himself into the arms of his father Feng Xinglang.
This ‘daddy’ brought innocence, coquettishness, and deep misses that have n’t been seen for days.
"Good boy ... you are really my dad's life!"
Feng Xinglang hugged his son tightly, sucking the little guy's cheeks, ears, and soft short hair with a mess of his lips.
The father and son were weary for a while, the little guy howled as if he suddenly found a new continent.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, why are you in a wheelchair again? Did you break your leg again? You are so bad! It's useless!"
The little guy slammed so directly that he wasn't afraid of his dad's pain.
You know, the bastard's father and father, Feng Xinglang, didn't just roll down the canyon to find their mother and son and got injured?
I almost lost my life!
But in order to find peace with his son, everything is worth it!
"Yeah ... my dad is really bad! Bravery and self-reliance without my own son!"
Feng Xinglang kissed his son's face again, anxious to rub small things into his life.
"Don't kiss you ... your beard hurts your son! I want to kiss my mom!"
The little guy struggled from Feng Xinglang's arms and snuggled into Mummy's soft arms again.
Mummy's arms are 360 ​​degrees soft without dead ends!

"Good boy, tell your dad about your hero story about fighting with the big bad guys these days! Did you suffer a lot?"
After dinner, Feng Xinglang was infusing antibiotics while chatting with his tired and crooked son.
"Okay! That grimace isn't that bad! He's kind of righteous and doesn't hurt children!"
From time to time, the little guy touched the back of his father's Fengxinglangzheng infusion with his small hand, and seemed to want to reduce the pain for his father.
"Does that obedient son recognize the grimace?"
Feng Xinglang continued inquiring softly.
Very relaxed atmosphere, will not let the little guy feel any sense of being forced or interrogated.
"No! That grimace ... it's very difficult to deal with."
The little boy gently slid his finger in the direction of the needle tube, hoping to make the medicine liquid flow faster.
"Thief's?"
Feng Xinglang smiled lovingly, "Do you know what‘ thief ’means?

"Of course I know! The old eighth told the old twelve that you were a thief!"
The little guy was outspoken.
"..."
Feng Xinglang's lip angle was slightly drawn: It turned out that he was such an evaluation in the minds of Xing Ba and Xing Shira!