"Nono, Mommy's own son, let Mommy hug him well."

Because he didn't pick up his son Lin Nuo from school in person, Xueluo immediately came forward.

"Mommy, you didn't even pick up your son today! Punish you for an hour and don't hug me! ”

The little one is a little emotional pampered and arrogant.

In fact, Xueluo is really aggrieved: if Feng Xinglang hadn't pestered her and didn't let her leave, how could she not have gone to kindergarten to pick up her 5-year-old son.

But it was not convenient for Xue Luo to explain to his son Lin Nuo. Because in the morning I promised the little one that he would go to work by himself.

But the result was: this day's class was accompanied by this man named Feng Xinglang!

"Don't! Mommy didn't mean to...... Mommy knew it was wrong...... Kiss your son and let Mommy hug it! ”

Xueluo satisfied his son's little hypocrisy, and flattered him vigorously.

"Well, forgive me!"

The little guy put down his little posture and couldn't wait to jump into Mommy's warm arms, rubbing around in front of the snow to feel Mommy's tenderness.

This little thing...... It's so hypocritical that I don't know what his last name is, right?

Feng Xinglang sighed at first, but then his eyebrows twisted slightly: It seems that the little guy doesn't have a definite name yet!

Especially this surname......

Surname Lin? Surname Feng? Or is it a surname......

Seeing that his son had been carrying a small schoolbag, Xueluo reached out and wanted to take the little thing off his shoulder; But the little thing immediately jumped away and rushed towards Feng Xinglang, the father who was sick. Three times five divided by two, ripped off the small schoolbag on his back and threw it directly on the sick house.

"Nuno, don't put your schoolbag indiscriminately, Mommy will help you keep it first."

"No need! It's nice to put it here! ”

The little guy snorted and climbed onto the room, leaning his little schoolbag behind him.

"Mommy, quickly pour water for your own son to drink, your own son is delicious!"

The little one's words stopped Xueluo, who came forward to try to take the little schoolbag; When Mommy turned around, the little guy immediately groped out the picture paper from the small schoolbag and hid it in his father Feng Xinglang's quilt.

"My son, your way of taking the initiative to throw yourself into your arms and give hugs, my father likes it so much!"

Feng Xinglang took the initiative to climb into his arms and held his son tightly in his arms, and used his beard that he hadn't taken care of for two days to tie the little guy's tender and soft little face.

At the same time, he felt the little thing stuffed in his quilt. I don't want Mommy to see it.

If there is no opportunity, create it.

Snow had been falling in the hospital room, so the father and son thought of the bathroom together.

Feng Xinglang got up first and went into the bathroom; After Lin Nuo's children folded the picture paper and stuffed it in their pockets, they also followed.

"Nuno, you wait for a while, your own father is inside."

"Can't wait...... Anyway, I look the same as my own father, so it's okay. ”

The little guy rushed in directly, but Xueluo couldn't stop it.

Feng Xinglang had just finished flowing water in the mountains and was closing the zipper.

The little guy glanced at it and frowned his little nose, "Feng Xinglang, you're embarrassed." ”

"What's the matter, what's not to be satisfied with my father?" Feng Xinglang smiled, smiling brightly, "Why is it embarrassing?" ”

"It's a shame anyway! I don't have the face to be your own son anymore! The little guy snorted dissatisfiedly.

While turning on the faucet, he locked the door of the bathroom behind him, and Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice: "Good son, do you have anything to whisper to your father?" ”

"Now," the little guy pulled out of his pocket the picture paper, "here you go!" Your pp has been looked at! ”

When Feng Xinglang took the picture paper from his son's hand, Junyi's face instantly condensed.

"Nono, how did you get this?"

"A guy with black glasses stuffed it for me!"

"Someone sent this picture paper to kindergarten for you? Is it school day after school? ”

Feng Xinglang's eyes were full of anger.

"Yes! That person is so annoying, he was almost seen by that group of p-kids! ”

The little guy snorted dissatisfiedly, "If they see that the person who shows pp on it is my own father, how faceless I am!" ”

"Do you know that man? Or is it someone you know? Feng Xinglang asked in a tight voice.

"I don't know."

The little guy shook his head, "Sneaky, it's not a good thing at first glance!" ”

Feng Xinglang fell into deep thought: Lan Youyou had already left Shencheng, and after everything was under his control, it was impossible for her to have the opportunity to use such a vicious trick......

If not her, then who would it be?

Cong Gang?

He's not bad enough to give this kind of thing to a 5-year-old!

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, you hurry up and get rid of that person! If he goes to school again, don't say I know you! ”

The little one is already 5 years old, and of course he will know to be embarrassed.

"Well, my father will take care of it."

Feng Xinglang squatted on one knee and kissed his son's little face, "Good son, well done!" ”

"If you show Mommy Mommy, you're going to be finished! It's better to be a girl than a boy! And it's Yan Bang's big, strong, and ugly guy! I don't like him anymore! ”

The little guy looked disgusted. It's easy to like and easy to hate.

"I'm so sorry...... It's the father who didn't handle the matter well and made his own son troubled! ”

Feng Xinglang apologized to his son while tearing up the picture paper and washing it away.

By the time the father and son came out of the bathroom, the snow had already set up dinner.

He will be hospitalized for observation for three days before Feng Xinglang can be discharged. Although the appearance of the body was not significantly damaged, the concussion after the impact could not be ignored.

"What's the matter, you father and son can keep their faces up when you go to the bathroom? Quarrelsome again? ”

Xueluo asked softly about Feng Xinglang, who was too solemn, and his sullen son Lin Nuo.

"That...... Opinions are not very unanimous! My son thinks I'm not as handsome as him, but I don't think so! I think I have the might of a man! ”

Feng Xinglang said seriously.

"Hahahaha......" Xue Luo laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

This laughter...... It's really a bit heroic!

Xueluo stopped laughing with some embarrassment.

"Nono, did you find it: when your mommy laughs, it's so beautiful......"

In order not to embarrass women, Feng Xinglang diverted the topic.

"You just found out?! My mommy has always been the most beautiful in my mind! ”

Obviously, the little guy's ability to please Mommy Snow is becoming more and more perfect.

"Mommy, you can only show your own son alone! Feng Xinglang will be exempted! ”