"Lan Yoyo!"

Feng Lixin scolded sharply, "It's you who should shut up!" Don't impose your dirty and sinful thoughts on Tuan Tuan! Her world should be clean and pure! ”

"Feng Lixin, why are you reprimanding me? And who is in a position to reprimand me? ”

Lan Youyou, who was on the verge of losing control, became like a hedgehog, and whoever took care of her, she would prick whoever she did.

"I've been called papa for five years!"

Feng Lixin paused for a second or two before answering Lan Youyou.

"Whew! Feng Lixin, do you think Tuan Tuan calls you papa, and you really become Tuan Tuan's father? You're nothing but an imposter! It's Feng Xinglang who wants to take into account your fragile feelings! Feng Lixin, it's time for you to wake up, stop deceiving yourself! ”

When Lan Youyou scolded Feng Lixin, he almost scolded him like a grandson. completely disregarded Feng Lixin's feelings.

"The one who should wake up is you, Lan Youyou! If you dare to say or do anything to hurt Tuan Tuan again, I will definitely not spare you! ”

Feng Lixin's eyes were full of fierceness.

This is the result of an explosion after five years of accumulation; It is also Feng Lixin's heart-wrenching feeling when he saw his younger brother Feng Xinglang after seeing his own biological son!

For him Feng Lixin, his younger brother Feng Xinglang has paid too much! People's hearts are long, and he can better understand Feng Xinglang's gratitude and touching for the lost and recovered child.

"Then tell me, why don't you spare me?"

Lan Youyou's babbling nature is still distinct and individual.

"Okay, you two should say a few words, it will scare Tuan Tuan!"

Steward Mo snorted gently, and forcibly hugged the little princess Feng from Lan Youyou's arms.

Feng Lixin stopped refuting with Lan Youyou, and reached out to caress his little princess with gentle love.

"Tuan Tuan, remember: that little brother is your own brother whose blood is thicker than water, from now on, you have to love each other, understand?"

Feng Lixin said warmly. He hopes that Princess Feng can always maintain her cuteness and kindness.

"Really? Will there be a brother in the future? ”

The little cutie stopped crying, but glanced at Mommy Lan Youyou with some fear.

"He's not your brother! He's a wild child! You are the real princess of Feng Xinglang! ”

Of course, Lan Youyou would not recognize Lin Nuo's existence. Feng Xinglang can only be the father of her daughter Feng Tuantuan.

"Lan Youyou, wake up! In fact, Tuan Tuan is ......"

"Big young master!" Steward Mo stopped Feng Lixin, who was out of control, "You should go after the second young master!" Those people shouldn't hurt the little master, you chase after and persuade the second young master not to push too hard! We should think long term! ”

As if he was also aware of his gaffe, Feng Lixin pursed his thin lips and nodded.

"Take care of Tuan Tuan." After telling Steward Mo, Feng Lixin left the Feng family.

In view of Mommy Lan's sudden hideous appearance, Princess Feng was still a little afraid. Mommy will quarrel with Papa on weekdays, but it won't be as scary as tonight.

So the little guy hugged Steward Mo's neck tightly, not daring to approach the somewhat abnormal Mommy Lan Youyou.

Feng Lixin, who walked out of the Feng family, called Yan Bang.

told Yan Bang everything that had just happened to the Feng family concisely.

The Ferrari supercar roared towards the two riot cars in front of it like arrows from the string.

Feng Xinglang's mind was full of only thinking about recovering his child.

His dearest and beloved blood and bones, the continuation of his life.

Little Fifteen sat in Hetun's arms and was sullen all the time. He Tun didn't ask him anything, because he could hear everything that happened in the living room of the Feng family. So there's no need to ask.

Feng Xinglang's reaction still made Hetun quite satisfied. What he wants is the subversive emotion that Feng Xinglang had when he saw his own son. In this way, the multiple-choice questions that he will have to do in a few days will add to the atmosphere.

One is Feng Xinglang's lost son, and the other is Feng Xinglang's daughter who was raised by himself...... It's exciting to think about.

Of course, there are some things that Hetun can only see on the surface.

"Father-in-law, Feng Xinglang has caught up."

The voice of Xing Ba in a riot-proof car behind came from the on-board Bluetooth device.

"Then let him chase after him! Even if it's a warm-up first! ”

He Tun smiled coldly, and stroked the little guy's somewhat stuffy face with his slightly rough fingers.

After hearing Xing Laoba's words, Xiao Fifteen immediately turned his head and looked through the back window.

In Xing Laoba's riot-proof car, a Ferrari supercar looms.

Did that bastard Feng Xinglang really chase after him? Isn't this looking for death?

The little guy bit his little lip and looked depressed. It seems to be very tense about the situation behind the riot car.

"Fifteen, are you worried about your father-in-law? Or are you worried about your bastard daddy? ”

Hetun asked in a leisurely voice. It seems to have a little sourness.

How so? When Hetun took away Lin Xueluo, who was pregnant, five years ago, the purpose was clear and ruthless: it was to use the little guy to fight with his biological father Feng Xinglang!

But after five years of nurturing, Hetun involuntarily had alternative emotions for the little things in his arms.

And this little thing looks so similar to the woman on the tip of his heart!

So, Hetun wanted to deceive himself into a dream: he imagined that the little guy was his child with that woman......

No matter how fierce and murderous a character is, there is the softest place in the depths of his soul!

But when he wakes up, Hetun will clearly know: this is just a dream that he will never be able to realize!

"He's not my father! He's just a jerk! ”

The little guy stopped looking behind the car window, turned around and snuggled into Hetun's arms.

The little guy seems to be a little attached to Hetun's gentle embrace. That's his safe haven.

With a smooth big 's' drift, the Ferrari supercar managed to shake off a riot car behind it, and it went head-to-head with the one in Hetun.

The Ferrari supercar obviously wanted to force the riot-proof car to stop, but it was a little timid. Don't dare to do too brutal collision movements.

In fact, the reason is very obvious: Feng Xinglang is worried that his son in the car will be injured!

"Twelve, bump into it, don't give him a beat!"

Hetun hugged the little fifteen in his arms. He made good use of the weakness of Feng Xinglang's heart.

Although the speed of the riot-proof car is not as fast as that of the Ferrari supercar, it is extremely crash-resistant. The two cars have been moving side by side, and Feng Xinglang has been passively avoiding.

"Father-in-law, the road on the right is closed. There are two stone piers in front, which can only accommodate one car to drive over, and Feng Xinglang has been against us......"

"Rest assured! Feng Xinglang will only hit the stone pier by himself, and he doesn't dare to hit us! ”

Hetun lowered his head and rubbed the little guy's baby fat cheeks, full of confidence.

With such a fast speed, Feng Xinglang has only two options:

One is to keep against the riot truck; As a result, both cars will crash into the stone pier! Then you can force the riot car to stop!

There is also a way for him to hit the stone pier himself to make way for riot cars......