Well, I have to admit that my son Lin Nuo's newly cut eyebrow pot lid is really ......

Alternative!

The little guy's small forehead, which originally resembled Feng Xinglang, was completely covered; Coupled with the little baby fat on the two cheeks of the little guy, the original similarity with his father Feng Xinglang was reduced to four to fifty percent.

In other words, at first glance, other people's eyes will first be attracted by the alternative pot lid of the little thing, and they will not pay much attention to the appearance of the little one.

Therefore, Xueluo is very satisfied with her son Lin Nuo's new hairstyle.

"What an ugly thing, but Mommy thinks her son's new hairstyle is super handsome!"

Xueluo used a brush to clean the small broken hair that fell on her son's neck, and kissed the little guy's sullen little face loudly.

"Mommy, kissing my son now seriously doubts your aesthetic views."

The little one's gloomy little face was about to cry. Although he knows that he is not the most advantageous son under his father-in-law Hetun, he is definitely the most handsome and cool!

But now it's okay, and his handsomeness seems to have been ruined by the sudden temperament of Mommy Xueluo.

Xueluo clearly knows: just changing his son Lin Nuo from the shape can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. The key is to instill some faith in his son Lin Nuo.

"Nono, do you love Mommy?"

After Xue Luo took a deep breath, the topic of the mother and son about Feng Xinglang began. Xueluo knew that even if she didn't allow her son Lin Nuo to recognize Feng Xinglang, Hetun would still take the little guy to see Feng Xinglang!

The snow can't stop it, and it can't stop it!

"Of course Nono loves to kiss Mommy! Even if the kissing son's hairstyle is ruined by the kissing mother, the kissing son will not blame the kissing mother! ”

The little guy is full of small grievances. But he won't have to complain about Mommy's snowfall.

"If one day, your stepfather wants to let you be in Mommy and your ...... To choose between your own father, who will you choose? ”

Xueluo asked again. With a slight poignant.

"Of course, I chose to kiss Mommy! I'm not going to choose that bastard daddy! He dared to bite Mommy like this, I would never spare him! Tomorrow I will take the old twelve to destroy him! ”

The little guy was immediately filled with righteous indignation, full of his firm belief in defending Mommy.

It's exactly the same as Xueluo thought: his son Lin Nuo will definitely choose her as a mother.

Xueluo didn't know what choice Hetun would let her son Lin Nuo or Feng Xinglang make, but she knew very well: Hetun must want to use her son Lin Nuo to deal with Feng Xinglang!

There is no doubt about that!

"Nono, can you answer Mommy for something?"

"Mommy, you say, kiss your son, listen."

"If your stepfather takes you to see Feng Xinglang, can you promise Mommy not to recognize him? Because Mommy doesn't want to lose you! ”

In fact, Xueluo knew: Even if his son Lin Nuo didn't take the initiative to recognize Feng Xinglang, Hetun would tell Feng Xinglang.

But Snowfall would rather be the latter!

Because the nature of this is different!

With Feng Xinglang's wisdom, he would instantly understand that Hetun wanted to use Lin Nuo to deal with him.

But what does that do? It's just her Lin Xueluo's self-deception!

The little guy didn't answer in a hurry, but looked back at Mommy Xueluo, his eyes were deep.

Although he was still a 5-year-old child, Xueluo found that the little guy seemed to have his own little thoughts.

"Mommy, you cut your own son's ugly new hairstyle, because you were worried that the bastard would recognize me, right?"

"Linno! Don't be so vulgar! No matter what, Feng Xinglang is your biological father. You can deny him, but you can't insult him or disobey him! ”

Xueluo corrected his son's anger that had arisen due to his dissatisfaction with his father Feng Xinglang.

"That one named Feng Xinglang is really my own father?" The little one asked.

"Yes."

Xueluo took a deep breath and answered her son Lin Nuo in an affirmative and serious way. At this point, Xueluo didn't want to lie to his son about anything.

The little one was silent for a moment.

"Don't worry, Mommy, Nuno will always be Mommy's own son!"

The little one spoke firmly.

Xueluo's eyes suddenly turned red, and she hugged her sensible son in her arms, choking up.

"I'm sorry Nono...... It's Mommy useless...... Mommy can't give you freedom, and she can't give you the home you want...... I'm really sorry. ”

If there is an afterlife, you must choose a good family again, and don't be her incompetent mother as a son anymore. Xueluo's heart was so distressed that he twisted it up vividly.

"How can you blame Mommy? Mommy has been very hard and hard to give birth to Nono! Nuno has to grow up quickly and be stronger than his father-in-law in order to protect Mommy. ”

The little guy didn't mean to blame Mommy in the slightest. Anyway, it adds to the self-blame for himself.

When Yuan Duoduo returned home from overtime, he found that his security door was wide open.

Stolen?

The point is that there is nothing to steal from your own home!

When Yuan Duoduo rushed into the house, he found that Feng Xinglang was smoking on the sofa in the living room.

The sturdy long legs rested on the coffee table, and the sturdy body was lazily huddled in the sofa, looking particularly evil.

"Feng, Feng Ershao, are you still there?"

Judging from Feng Xinglang's sharp eyes, he was very sober at this moment and had no intention of getting drunk.

Yuan Duoduo subconsciously glanced at the room: Could it be that Lin Xueluo has successfully jumped out of the drunken lion's mouth?

Pretty witty!

"Tell me Lin Xueluo's contact information!"

Feng Xinglang said in a cold commanding tone. It was a deterrent that could penetrate into Yuan Duoduo's heart.

"You don't even know that you're a husband, how can I know!"

Yuan Duoduo went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and drank it. She used this way to calm her heart, so as to judge: Did this Feng Xinglang know that Lin Xue had fallen back to Shencheng, or did he not know?

"Yuan Duoduo, don't force me to cut off all your financial routes in Shencheng! This house is still in arrears for the mortgage, if it is repossessed by the bank for auction......"

Feng Xinglang stretched out his voice to stimulate Yuan Duoduo's weakness. He knew how much Yuan Duoduo had paid for this house.

"Feng Xinglang, don't go too far!"

Yuan Duoduo instantly exploded.

"Then you can happily give me Lin Xueluo's contact information!" Feng Xinglang chased after him.

"I really don't know! Lie to you I'm a puppy! I was just about to talk to Xueluo about where she's been in the last five years, when you came and slammed the door! Yuan Duoduo confessed truthfully.

"That is to say: you admitted that two hours ago, you hid Lin Xueluo?" Feng Xinglang asked rhetorically.

"......" Yuan Duoduo's intestines were repentant.