The unfamiliar environment made Feng Xing Lang Yingting's sword eyebrows frown slightly.

Glancing sideways at the light coming through the curtains, did he fall asleep? And how long did you sleep?

Nono? Snow falls...... His children, his women!

Feng Xinglang got up from the warm room, stepped on one foot, still felt weak and weak, and it took a stumble to stabilize his body.

"Nono...... Nono ......"

Feng Xinglang called out to his son Lin Nuo as he stumbled towards the door.

In the living room, Xing Twelve was accompanying his father-in-law Hetun to sit quietly.

There are kung fu tea sets lined up in front of Hetun, as if they are cultivating themselves, and they seem to be waiting for Feng Xinglang to wake up in order to pass the time.

Seeing Feng Xinglang rushing into the living room, Xing Twelve immediately jumped up and stood in front of his father-in-law Hetun.

"Where's Nono?"

Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.

"Nono is sleeping in the eighth room." Hetun got up and replied to Feng Xinglang.

"Where?"

Feng Xinglang asked again. From beginning to end, he didn't look directly at Hetun. I don't bother to say one more word to him!

"Downstairs, turn right into the second room, the entrance to the underground garage."

Seeing that Feng Xinglang had a cold face, and he was really not very polite, Xing Twelve took over the words. Presumably if he doesn't answer, his father-in-law Hetun will also answer.

When Feng Xinglang rushed in, Xing Ba had just gotten up. Because the little one had been curling up around his neck, he slept with the little one for a while.

"Nono ......"

Feng Xinglang lowered his voice and muttered.

Because it was too late last night, the little one was sleeping soundly, and a small short leg rested on the quilt, like a big koala.

Feng Xinglang didn't wake up the little thing, but carefully hugged him from the cubicle into his arms.

"Let him sleep! It's going to be more comfortable! ”

finally slept with him all night, in fact, Xing Ba is no less than Xing Twelve pampering small things.

Feng Xinglang ignored Xing Ba's words, hugged his son Lin Nuo and turned to leave.

Passing through the corridor and then passing through the living room, Feng Xinglang didn't stay for a second, and under the gaze of Hetun, he calmly took the little guy away!

The reason why he didn't stop it was not only because Feng Xinglang was Hetun's own child; is also because Feng Xinglang is Xiao Fifteen's biological father. Hetun couldn't get close to his own son; He had to get his own grandson to get close to his own father.

The supercar started and roared all the way back in the direction of Qibei Mountain City.

Father and son stepped on the morning light at the same time.

"Mr. Feng, have you found your wife? Give me the little master. ”

Aunt Song greeted her and wanted to pick up the sleeping Lin Nuo child from Feng Xinglang's arms.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Feng Xinglang warmly kissed and kissed the little guy's sleeping red face, until the little guy opened his sleepy eyes.

He raised his head from his father Feng Xinglang's shoulder, and looked around at the figure of Mommy Xueluo.

"Feng Xinglang, why are we back? Where's my mommy? ”

"She'll be back herself!"

Feng Xinglang used his palm to block the dazzling sunlight for his son.

"I don't want it! You didn't find Mommy, why did you come back! I'm going to find my mommy! ”

The little guy is willful and even more stubborn.

Feng Xinglang held back his anger and repeated: "It's all said, your mommy will come back by herself!" ”

But when he saw the hurt emotions in his son's eyes, Feng Xinglang felt distressed again.

"Nono, this time it was your mommy who left on her own initiative...... When she's in a better mood, she'll come back on her own! ”

"You didn't even bother to look for ......"

The little guy glared at Feng Xinglang resentfully.

"I want to do my best to get your mommy back, too! Lin Xueluo is not only your mommy, but also my Feng Xinglang's woman! You feel sorry for her, and I care about her! ”

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang breathed lightly, "But your mommy's little character of running away from home at every turn is really unacceptable!" When she figures it out on her own, she'll be back! Let's just wait for her at home! ”

"But Mommy, a girl is outside, it's very dangerous!" The little guy still doesn't worry about his mommy.

"Xing Laoba will help your mommy hide a safe place together!"

To be honest, Feng Xinglang's mood was a little low. When a gun is pointed at Hetun's head, there is a mutual force that hurts each other.

Hetun will not feel comfortable in his heart, and Feng Xinglang may not feel much better in his heart.

"Feng Xinglang, let's go to Repulse Bay to find the eighth child and ask Mommy's whereabouts! If the eighth child still refuses to speak, we will beat him up! The little guy still didn't want to give up just like that, but sat and waited at home dryly.

Looking at his son's little eyes eager for maternal love, Feng Xinglang had to feel distressed.

He buried his head and sniffed deeply on his son's body a few times, "It all stinks...... Daddy will wash you! When it's time to wash the fragrance, go find Mommy! Otherwise, even if you find your mommy, you will be smoked away by your stench! ”

"My mommy won't dislike me! Mommy loves to kiss her son the most! ”

The little guy was not coaxed by his father Feng Xinglang's delaying tactics; But he was still reluctantly carried into the bathroom by Feng Xinglang and washed in vain.

Xueluo wanted to hide for ten days and a half months, but after only one night, she couldn't help but miss her son.

In addition, the phone call to Xing Ba said that Feng Xinglang and his son made a big fuss in Repulse Bay last night, and even put a gun against Hetun's head, and the snow fell even more relieved.

Besides, why should you wronged your own child if you compete with this man!

"Ma'am, are you back?"

When he saw the snow falling at the door of the living room, the servant immediately stepped forward.

"Aunt Song, where is Nuo Nuo?"

didn't see his son Lin Nuo, Xueluo asked heartily.

"Mr. Feng is bathing the little master in the bathroom!"

The man was bathing his son himself? Xueluo's heart warmed up, and she was ashamed.

In the master bathroom, the father and son soaked together in the double smart bathtub, and the little one was sullenly washed by his father.

"Feng Xinglang, you're so ugly!" The little guy glanced at Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang came over and pecked at his son's unhappy little face: "Ugly is ugly, but he is still very gentle!" ”

When the snow fell, I saw the father and son in the whitewash.

"Mommy ......"

Lin Nuo's children's frowns were unswaying, and at the moment when they saw Mommy's snow falling, their little expressions immediately brightened.

Regardless of whether he was naked or not, the little guy immediately climbed out of the bathtub and threw himself barefoot at the snowfall. The small seedlings stained with water are still swaying in the wind.

"Nono, slow down."

Afraid that the little thing would fall, Xueluo hurriedly greeted it.

"Mommy, why are you running away from home again? It's not worry-free! ”