Xing Ba solemnly put the letter back into the envelope.

Then he lightly responded to the little guy: "Starling doesn't know Chinese characters either." ”

"Eighth, hello lo! Such a big person, I can't read and write! ”

The little guy muttered dissatisfiedly, and snatched the envelope from Xing Ba's hand.

"Fifteen, the starling has something to discuss with you...... Can you wait until tomorrow afternoon, when your bastard father comes to pick you up, and then hand this envelope to your stepfather? ”

Perhaps the only hope of Xing Ba at this moment is that his father-in-law Hetun can have 24 hours of beautiful sunshine to tease his grandson.

"Why? Did my own father write something that scolded my stepfather? ”

The little one began to count his fingers.

'Big Bad'? It's only three words, it shouldn't be!

'Stinky poisonous fish'? It's only three words!

"Isn't it 'Bastard Hetun'?" The little guy asked.

"It should ...... No way! Your own dad is a bastard, but he's not so vulgar! ”

Xing Ba fastened the comfortable seat belt that was professionally tailored for the little one.

"What's that written?"

The little guy snorted in disgust, "I knew you were so stupid, I would have asked Dear-Chen!" ”

"Who is Dear-Chen?" Xing Ba asked casually.

The little one grinned, "...... Don't tell you! ”

“……”

The days when there are no little things competing with themselves for favor are always so exciting.

Feng Xinglang rushed directly from kindergarten to his wife's school.

Food, flowers, are all booked, and it's just a matter of Lin Xueluo's woman!

A wonderful world for two is about to begin.

"Where, baby? Come out quickly, there is a man you have been thinking about outside the school gate, waiting for you! ”

"Huh?"

What came from the mobile phone was not a woman's shy voice, but a kind of surprise, "Xinglang, you shouldn't have gone to my school, right?" I'm so sorry I forgot to tell you! ”

"Say what? Where are you? Feng Xinglang's voice sank.

"I'm ...... now"

Before Xueluo could finish speaking, another woman's babbling voice came from the phone.

"Feng Xinglang, your wife is mine tonight! Go back tonight and sleep with your own son! ”

It's Yuan Duoduo. An hour earlier, she had come to school to drop the snow and haul it away.

"Yuan Duoduo? Why don't you go fishing for golden turtles and take my woman away? ”

"Can't you do cheerleading? I'm in love with your wife! ”

Yuan Duoduo couldn't help but plug in the phone.

"......" Feng Xinglang certainly didn't believe what Yuan Duoduo was talking about.

But listening to Yuan Duoduo's tone, there should have been something unpleasant recently. Could it be that he was given by passer-by B again......

Until now, Feng Xinglang was skeptical that Bai Mo Nengqiang had Yuan Duoduo.

Feng Xinglang has seen Yuan Duoduo's kung fu on his legs. is purely at the level of a female man, and if you want to deal with Bai Mo, who is pampered like a demon, she should have the upper hand; But the fact turned out to be: let Bai Mo succeed?

Half-pushed, half-pushed?

Thinking about his two-person world tonight, Feng Xinglang called the phone again with some unwillingness.

But before Feng Xinglang could speak, Yuan Duoduo over there shouted. "Feng Xinglang, give you a chance to go out and wave, are you pretending to be pure?"

"I just want to wave with my wife! Please give my wife back to me! ”

"Cut, who believes! Feng Xinglang, overdressed! There is Lan Youyou in front of you, and there is a beautiful Joe in the back, you said that you don't want to go out with other women, who believes it! Only Lin Xueluo, a silly white sweet, will believe you! ”

"I'm really sorry Ms. Yuan, whether you believe it or not, it really doesn't matter to me! I just want my woman to believe! ”

"Feng Xinglang, even if you say it's useless to cut your throat, anyway, your woman is mine tonight! Tonight, it's a girlfriend moment just for our two women! Don't disturb any idle people! ”

“……”

lost his son's little competition for favor, but he killed Yuan Duoduo, the female Ah Fei, halfway; Feng Xinglang had to face the fact that his two-person world tonight should be in vain!

I can't hold my own woman, and I can't hold my own child, it seems that I can only go home tonight and hug the pillow!

I called Bai Mo and wanted to ask him to go to Dragon City to relax, but Bai Mo was confined by Old Man Bai to read the Bible in the Bai Mansion. It is estimated that it should be almost the day of his father's and mother's sacrifice, and Old Man Bai will always be grounded in Bai Mo for a week.

Yan Bang was discharged from the hospital and lived back in his own hometown, Dragon City.

As early as a month ago, Feng Xinglang had put his Dragon City in order; Get rid of the ambitious stuff. However, the foundation of the worm three is deeper than Feng Xinglang imagined, and if all of them are uprooted, it will inevitably disturb the entire Dragon City.

If Yan Bang wants to defend his position as the boss, he must come up with some means. It's not just about countering violence with violence.

Yan Bang's previous personal doctor has been dealt with by Feng Xinglang; A person who can betray Yan Bang together with Worm San and lead him to Feng Xinglang can't be kept.

Feng Xinglang found a new French doctor for Yan Bang. Yan Bang has lived in France since he was a child, and he has an advantage in language communication.

For a French doctor to gain a foothold in Shencheng and be loyal to his benefactor Yan Bang, it is undoubtedly his best way out.

For the sake of Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang is really heartbroken!

Think about it, Cong just came to let him worry! It's actually quite risky to keep someone who is too thoughtful around.

Maybe Cong Gang will have a whim one day, and he will be taken hostage again.

Comparatively speaking, the simple-minded Yan Bang is a little easier to control.

Yan Bang writes French well.

When Feng Xinglang came in, Yan Bang was writing something in the gilded notebook.

Seeing that Yan Bang was so big and coarse that he was concentrating on writing things, Feng Xinglang was really a little uncomfortable.

If Yan Bang was holding a knife or playing with a gun, maybe Feng Xinglang would be more acceptable.

Feng Xinglang could speak a few words of French, but he couldn't read French.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at it, leaning back lazily on the sofa, "I really didn't see it, you still have a good hand in French!" ”

Yan Bang glanced up at Feng Xinglang, his gaze did not linger on his face, and he once again withdrew his things to concentrate on writing him.

"How's your body, the first urine didn't hurt you to cry, right?"

Feng Xinglang deliberately asked so witty and underwhelmed. From time to time, he glanced at Yan Bang's waist, and took the posture of hanging a child.

"I heard...... You and your son were taken hostage by Cong Gang to blackmail your father Hetun? ”

Without waiting for Feng Xinglang's handsome face to sink down, Yan Bang continued to pretend to sigh, "How did you say Cong Gang would be reluctant?" Or are you in cahoots with Cong Gang and want to teach your father Hetun a profound lesson? ”

Feng Xinglang's eyebrows were a little heavy, and at the same time, he also knew that he would not just give up on the humiliation that Yan Bang had suffered!

"What else have you heard?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"I also heard that your father in Hetun gave you a cushion and had a lot of blood holes on his body...... This full of fatherly love, has it moved you to tears? ”

Yan Bang squinted at Feng Xinglang, whose face was getting heavier and heavier, and his scar face was uncertain.

It seems that Yan Bang should know everything; What you shouldn't know, you know; Feng Xinglang has no need to hide or quibble. Maybe it was much easier to hear from others than when he Feng Xinglang personally explained to him Yan Bang.

Feng Xinglang's thick eyebrows moved slightly, but he was still silent.

He didn't answer Yan Bang's too sour words!

Because at this moment, in this state, not answering is the best answer!

"By the way, if I meet Hetun again...... Where are you standing? ”

Yan Bang asked. Asked quietly.

Feng Xinglang spread out his palm and rubbed his slightly swollen temples, "Bang, I'm really tired!" I just want to guard my wife and children, and live a plain life of eating, drinking, Lasa, firewood, rice, oil and salt! ”

Yan Bang paused the pen in his hand, turned his head sideways and stared at Feng Xinglang deeply, looking really a little haggard.

Feng Xinglang kicked off the leather shoes on his feet and lay on his side on the sofa, as if he could fall asleep next to the pillow.

Yan Bang stared at Feng Xinglang like this;

But Feng Xinglang kept his eyes closed and rested.

After a long time, he overflowed a sentence from between his thin lips, "Those who should leave, will leave!" Shencheng is still your Yan Bang's world! ”

But Yan Bang inexplicably clenched the Parker gold pen in his hand, and his voice was a little low: "Will you leave?" Not including you, right? ”

Feng Xinglang's handsome eyes opened instantly, and the crystal ashtray in his hand smashed towards Yan Bang.

"I'm X! You even want to drive Lao Tzu away? Do you really want to be the soil emperor of Shencheng? If you don't have Uncle Ben as your military advisor, even if you Yan Bang can hide from the first year of junior high school, you won't live to be fifteen! If I do leave, you don't even have a person to collect your body! ”

Even if it was abuse and curses, it was so gentle and heartwarming in Yan Bang's ears.

"Lang...... You are my life! ”

Yan Bang said lightly, as if he was talking to himself.

But Feng Xinglang just turned over, gave Yan Bang a strong back, and then disappeared.

In the small apartment building, Yuan Duoduo made Xueluo's favorite cola chicken wings at school.

"Look at your gracious ...... I love it! ”

Xueluo directly held the Coke chicken wings in his hand and nibbled on it, while praising Yuan Duoduo, who was as hardworking as a little bee.

"Snow falls, I want a baby."

Yuan Duoduo opened his mouth in a deep voice while beating frangipani soup.

That heavy atmosphere made Xueluo feel inexplicably depressed.

"That's not easy: first have a sweet love, then have a fairytale wedding, and then have a few cute dolls...... It was just perfect! ”

Xueluo said happily, not wanting to make the atmosphere too heavy.

Because she had already felt the meaning of Yuan Duoduo's words.