It was a delaying tactic, and it was also an expression of Hetun's dissatisfaction with the little guy's not too enthusiastic situation.

In Hetun's opinion: Xiao Fifteen should be cheering when he sees his father-in-law. And not just ask his own mother.

"Of course Fifteen also misses his father-in-law...... It's just that Mommy is a girl, and Fifteen must think about her a little more. ”

The little guy did not change the first important order of his mother Lin Xue in his mind because of Hetun's unhappiness. For a little P child who is only 5 years old, the status of the mother can never be replaced.

"Hmmm! And for good reason! Your father-in-law will forgive you for neglecting your father-in-law! ”

He Tun picked up the little one, and with a twist, let the little one ride on his shoulder.

This action used to be Xiao Fifteen's favorite way of intimacy. I always feel that I am riding on the shoulders of my father-in-law Hetun, and I am superior to other brothers-in-law. It can be better to let him fake the tiger.

But when he rode on Hetun's shoulders today, the little guy didn't have any joy, just looked at the winding mountain road behind him. I haven't seen my own dear mommy for a few days, and the little guy is about to cry when he thinks about it.

"Father-in-law, you're so uninteresting! Actually left a girl who kissed my mother in Shencheng? ”

The little guy snorted and complained in his little nose.

was asked by the little guy like this, and Hetun was a little unable to answer. I wanted to tell the little guy the truth, but I didn't want Xiao Fifteen to make trouble with him after hearing the truth.

"Don't worry, your twelfth brother is with your mommy."

Speaking of which, Hetun still doesn't want to make the 5-year-old sad. Then cry and cry and make trouble with him.

Only then did the little guy realize that Xing Twelve really didn't come to Fort Pete with his father-in-law, Hetun. He returned with his father-in-law as a stranger. I don't think I've ever seen it in Pettburg.

This person is Xing Shi. Xing Er temporarily left him by Hetun's side.

Xing Shi looked at Xiao Fifteen riding on Hetun's shoulder, and his gaze was very light. It's not like other righteous sons, when they see the little guy, they can't help but raise the corners of their mouths.

"What do you see? Who are you, you? I don't like you, do you understand? Don't stare at me anymore! ”

The little one's nameless fire came with real nonsense. Maybe I just want to vent my bitterness and sadness about not being able to meet my mother.

Xing Shi's gaze was gone, but he was still standing two or three meters away from Hetun, and he didn't stay away because of the little guy's unfriendly roar.

"Fifteen, don't be rude! He is your tenth brother. ”

Hetun hugged the little guy on his shoulder and carried it in his arms.

The introduction of the introduction is not counted.

"I don't have any ten brothers! I only have the fourth brother and the fifth brother, as well as the starling brother and the twelve! ”

The little ones are not unfriendly. I just feel that the existence of this person is not a good thing for my father Feng Xinglang.

For dinner, the little one didn't eat much. He just stirred the grains of rice in the bowl, but he refused to eat it.

"Didn't you say you like rice? My father-in-law also specially invited a Chinese chef to cook Chinese food for you. ”

Xing Ba was worried that the little guy's soft noise would cause the displeasure of his father-in-law Hetun, so he came forward to persuade Xiao Fifteen. It's also a reminder.

"I didn't see my mother, why was I angry with my father-in-law?"

Hetun put down the red wine glass and asked.

The little one didn't nod his head or shake his head. In fact, it is much more than that: it also includes Hetun locking his father Feng Xinglang in a dark room.

Until now, the little guy has not opened his mouth to ask his father-in-law Hetun.

"Why don't you do this: early tomorrow morning, I'll let the eighth child take you to Shencheng to find your mother, how about it?"

Hetun said in a compromised tone, "My father-in-law is always so soft-hearted to you." ”

But the little one hesitated.

If he leaves, what will happen to his father Feng Xinglang? He's still locked in a dark room!

Compared to being able to see his own mother, the safety of the bastard's father is also very important.

"I'll talk about it in a few days. I don't miss Mommy very much. ”

The little guy said a little disobediently. And began to bury his head in the bowl of rice to hide his weakness.

"......" This little thing is really like a little human spirit, and it is weird.

After dinner, the little guy began to entangle his father-in-law Hetun in full swing. As long as he entangles his father-in-law, presumably his father Feng Xinglang will be safe for the time being.

A pair of small slaps wanted Hetun's back to snap.

The sturdy back was covered in scars.

Hetun has a man's fortitude, profundity, vigor, and full of masculinity.

It seems to be telling the world that he can have today, and he has won it back from the rain of bullets.

"Father-in-law, are you comfortable shooting like this?" The little guy chirps and chirps to flatter.

"Comfortable...... It's so comfortable! My fifteenth is becoming more and more filial. ”

Hetun enjoys the little guy tossing and turning on his back. Whether the body is comfortable or not is another matter, but this heart is really comfortable.

"Father-in-law, these scars ...... Does it still hurt? ”

The little guy picked at a deeper scar with his little hand. It's already healed, but it still looks quite shocking.

"It doesn't hurt! These are men's medals! ”

Hetun hoarsely sounded, as if he was about to fall asleep comfortably.

An hour later, under the infection of Hetun, the little guy finally got tired and lay on his back and fell asleep.

Xing Twelve carefully picked up the little guy from Hetun's back; After sitting up in Hetun, he sent the little guy into Hetun's arms.

Hetun leaned over and kissed the little guy's red face, and gently rubbed the little guy's handsome black and bright sleeping hair with his big rough hands.

"Twelve, these days, you are avoiding fifteen. Don't let him see you, or the little thing will be going to make a fuss again. ”

It turned out that Xing Twelve was back to Fort Pete with Hetun.

Because there were some things that had to be done by avoiding Xiao Fifteen, Hetun let Xing Twelve hide in Fort Pete first.

It seems that Hetun's doting on Xiao Fifteen has risen to a new height.

After handing over the sleeping things to Xing Ba, Hetun slowly left the health room.

The low sound of the door opening woke up Feng Xinglang, who was already sleeping lightly.

Even if you don't have to turn around to look, Feng Xinglang knows: Hetun is here.

It seems that with the arrival of Hetun, there is also a cold wind in the small dark room.

That's the breath of death!

"Do you regret taking the initiative to send me to the door as a prisoner?"

Hetun's voice carried the pride of the king's victory, "Originally, I wanted to make the span of the game longer...... Who wants you to be so impatient! ”

Feng Xinglang turned around slowly, and saw Hetun standing in the backlight.

He couldn't see Hetun's face clearly, only a tall, muscular silhouette, dyed in light, like Satan from hell.