Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, the little guy simply turned around and looked directly at Feng Xinglang.

The little eyes are full of resentment and sadness.

And the obvious little anger.

With his father-in-law Hetun as his solid backing, Lin Nuo's children's confidence seems to be a little more sufficient.

"Feng Xinglang, I hate you!"

The little guy called him by his name angrily.

This is the opening sentence of the father and son meeting.

Lin Nuo snuggled in the arms of his stepfather Hetun, arrogantly with a small expression of contempt for Feng Xinglang. It's a little bit of a fox and a tiger.

But in the depths of the little thing's eyes, it is not difficult to see a trace of hurt sorrow. With a small grudge.

"......" Feng Xing Lang Yingting's eyebrows frowned: This bear child, how can he be virtuous with the old poisonous fish of Hetun? It's enough to have no tutor!

"Hehe, little pot lid, didn't your stepfather teach you to be polite when you see your elders?"

Seeing that the little guy was disrespectful to Feng Xinglang, Ye Shinian followed suit.

When the probe went to touch the lid of the pot of a handful of small things, before his hand touched Lin Nuo, he was caught by Xing Twelve behind Hetun.

Xing Twelve, a small fresh meat in his early twenties, white and thin; But Ye Shinian didn't expect that the buckle force on his hand was terrifying.

Not only is it painful, but there is also a severe numbness sensation that has been pinched into the nervous system.

"I'm sorry, my fifteenth brother doesn't like people touching him!"

Xing Twelve's voice was faint. It's so faint that it sounds creepy. It's like being able to march to the marrow.

was named by a little P child and said that he hated it, and there was not much expression on Feng Xing Langfeng's handsome face.

He stared at the little guy and smiled faintly, "Oh, yes? Not surprising, because your stepfather hates me too! ”

"I hate you, it has nothing to do with my stepfather! It's my personal vendetta with you! ”

The little guy retorted. When he glared at Feng Xinglang again, a pair of big smart eyes were dyed with complicated anger.

Personal vendettas?

A little thing that is only about 5 years old, where does this grudge come from?

Looking at the little guy's fierce little expression, Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows slightly.

I just feel that every time I look at this little thing, the anger in my body will be inexplicably precipitated, and I am so good-tempered that I can't get angry.

So, Feng Xinglang smiled and asked gently:

"I'd love to hear what kind of personal vendetta we have." The little guy squirmed a few times on his fleshy lips, and when he wanted to say something, he wanted to stop because he remembered Mommy's advice.

"I'm too lazy to tell you!"

It's the kind of arrogant little expression that rejects people thousands of miles away. The little appearance of disdain really makes people want to beat him.

"Father-in-law, let's go. This guy made Fifteen's mood terrible! ”

The little guy turned his head away and didn't look at Feng Xinglang anymore.

"Hahaha, okay, my father-in-law will take you away. Stay away from this guy who makes my family fifteen annoying! ”

After a peck on the little one's fat little face, Hetun hugged the little one and left straight away. walked straightforwardly, and didn't even say polite words on the table.

"What kind of bear kid is this? No tutoring at all! ”

Seeing Xing Shifu who was picked up by Hetun, Ye Shinian shook off his arm that was pinched by Xing Shiyi to numbness, and snorted coldly.

But Feng Xinglang's eyes kept chasing Lin Nuo's small figure.

is obviously just a little boy he has never met, but Feng Xinglang's heart is inexplicably palpitating, and even the depths of his soul are trembling lightly! In the dark, there seems to be a wonderful feeling of déjà vu with this little boy......

But Feng Xinglang can be sure that he and this little boy named fifteen are really just meeting for the first time.

But he inexplicably felt that he and this child seemed to have known each other for many years!

The long-term throbbing in his heart made Feng Xinglang unable to calm down.

"It's strange that the children raised in Hetun have a tutor! It's just a pity that a small thing that is only a few years old has been reduced to a tool used by Hetun! ”

Yan Bang sighed slightly, "Lang, I think Hetun wants to fight a protracted battle with you!" His righteous son is a succession! The young boy behind him just now was estimated to be in his twenties. Plus this little ...... in my arms This Hetun is really competing with you! ”

Seeing that Feng Xinglang was staring at the direction of Hetun and had been silent, Yan Bang asked again: "Lang, what kind of deep hatred do you have with Hetun?" ”

"I guess it's because I'm so handsome, and this old poisonous fish is envious and jealous of me!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

In fact, the question Yan Bang asked was also a question that had always plagued Feng Xinglang. Of course, he didn't believe that Hetun would kill the two brothers just because his face didn't fit his eyes.

Toilet.

The man in the mirror has a tall posture and a handsome face.

Feng Xinglang is indeed a handsome man!

Let the cold water flow between your knuckled fingers.

I couldn't stop thinking about the little boy in Hetun's arms just now: why is that tough little appearance so familiar?

With a click, Feng Xinglang heard the sound of the bathroom door being closed and locked.

"Feng Xinglang!"

Then, there was a childish call.

When he looked back, Feng Xinglang saw the little guy with his hands pinned behind his back.

The little guy is still very likable: the cute eyebrow pot head, the glutinous baby fat cheeks, the flickering black and white eyes, the clear eyes are sprouting and aura; The corners of his mouth were lazily raised, arrogant and stubborn......

When they looked at each other, Feng Xinglang couldn't help but show a gentle and friendly smile towards Xing Shifu.

knew that the little thing was Hetun's righteous son, but Feng Xinglang couldn't hate this little guy. What's more, it's still a little milk baby.

"You're going to ...... Talk to me alone? ”

Glancing at the door that was locked by the little guy, Feng Xinglang said leisurely.

"Feng Xinglang, you are so annoying! Bullying a girl! ”

Lin Nuo's child said indignantly.

Bullying a schoolgirl? Where does this begin?

"Can we talk about something gentle and positive? For example: Optimus Prime, who saved the earth, or Ultraman, who defeated monsters again and again? ”

Feng Xinglang didn't seem to like this little thing very much, and when he talked to him, he was always aggressive.

"Then I will destroy you on behalf of the earth!"

The little guy was filled with righteous indignation, and at the same time took out a bow and crossbow from behind him, aimed at Feng Xinglang and shot over.

To be honest, Feng Xinglang really didn't expect this little guy to be so aggressive!

More or less, it still made Feng Xinglang feel inexplicably sad.

The movements and postures of the little ones are very standard. One look at it tells that it has been trained since childhood.

Sure enough, this little thing was really cultivated by Hetun and used as a tool to deal with him Feng Xinglang!

With Feng Xinglang's agile skills, he could completely avoid the arrows that Lin Nuo's children shot at him, but I don't know what the reason was, or if he was absent-minded, the crossbow arrows still hit Feng Xinglang's shoulder.

A few seconds later, the smoky gray suit on Feng Xinglang's left shoulder was stained red with blood.

This is a repeater that fires three arrows in a row......