Without Lin Xueluo's backbone, the father and son seemed to become a little dazed and depressed.

"Good son, where are we going to sleep tonight?"

Feng Xinglang, a man in his thirties, was asking about his 5-year-old son.

In fact, the reason why Xueluo insisted on divorcing Feng Xinglang was not only to regain his self-esteem, but also to force Feng Xinglang to recognize his own living situation and learn how to be a responsible and responsible man who could give his wife and children a sense of security.

In general, in addition to the previous hatred possession, Feng Xinglang's life is still quite 'sprinkling', and he has nothing to do with family men at all.

Let's not talk about it, let's just say that Feng Xinglang is also a family man, but he doesn't even have a regular place to live.

Not to mention giving your wife and children a stable home!

As for himself, he was able to return to Feng's house on time when his eldest brother Feng Lixin was injured, and now he is completely in a state of erratic and chaotic life.

It's not going to be a night in the rest room of the GK Group, or going to Yan Bang's Dragon City, Bai Mo's Night Village, or Cong Gang's haunted house...... It's a complete foolish gesture!

And now that Xueluo has divorced him, he became entangled with Xueluo's mother and son, and forcibly squeezed Xia Zhengyang's house!

It's not surprising why Xueluo insisted on divorcing him.

An adult man in his thirties is not something he can change with a few words; It is up to him to come to his own enlightenment.

"Feng Xinglang, do you have a home?"

The sudden question of his son Lin Nuo really stunned Feng Xinglang.

"Of course I have a home! The Feng family is my father's home! ”

"That's not right! The Feng family is just the home of the uncle and the small group! ”

The little guy sighed, "Even the big ones have a small family the size of a palm, but you don't!" Feng Xinglang, you are such a loser! ”

Lin Nuo's child let out a long yawn, as if he was sleepy and tired.

"My father has a family! In Qibei Mountain City, my father bought you and Mommy a big villa, which has been renovated a long time ago, the one you and your Mommy lived in before. ”

In Qibei Mountain City, Feng Xinglang does have a villa under his name. He also had a mother and son under house arrest before.

"A villa where you don't even go to live every day, can it be considered home?"

The home in the little guy's mind is not a big hoe or luxury villa, but a fixed place of residence with a father and a mother. It has nothing to do with the size of the house.

"Why don't we stay tonight?" Feng Xinglang proposed.

"Is there any other place to stay?"

The little one didn't seem to be happy, after all, it was a sad place that had restricted his freedom and that of his dear mother.

"There is ......"

Feng Xinglang stretched out his voice, "There are several places for my son to choose: uncle's house; Yan Bang's Dragon City; Cong Gang's haunted house; Daddy's lounge; And your uncle's house...... You can choose one of five. ”

At the uncle's house, there is also a bad witch who pretends to be sick, and of course the little guy doesn't want to go.

Tonight, the father and son went to Feng's house for a banquet, and they were not embarrassed; Because during the whole dinner, Lan Youyou said that he was not feeling well, and he refused to come down upstairs. Only the two brothers of the Feng family and their respective children dined.

Feng Xinglang wanted to face Lan Youyou directly, wanting to see or hear her intentions. But I couldn't even see her face. This made Feng Xinglang a little surprised.

As for my father's lounge, it is not a place to sleep normally;

Uncle's house...... Mommy is not there, and I will feel embarrassed when I go.

You can only choose between Yan Bang's Dragon City and Cong Gang's haunted house.

"Let's go to the Dragon City of Yan Bang."

In the end, the little one gave his choice.

"Heh, it seems that you like Yan Bang more than Cong Gang." Feng Xinglang said casually.

"Not really! I prefer that cool Cong Gang! The little guy pouted in retort.

"Then why did you choose to go to Yan Bang's Dragon City?"

Feng Xinglang asked puzzled.

"Because there are people in Yan Bang's Dragon City to serve you! You're so lazy, you're so weak, how can you do it with no one to serve! Besides, I want someone to serve me too! ”

The reason for the little guy really amused Feng Xinglang, the father who was driving.

Not to mention, this 'important person to serve' really followed him to seal Xinglang. Born to be a man who was served.

"Haha, my father thinks so too! The two of us really know a little bit about it! ”

Yan Bang really didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would come to his Dragon City at such a late hour.

Not only came a second master Feng, but also a young master Feng.

"Yan Bang, if there is anything delicious, I'm hungry."

Feng Linnuo, who rushed in, didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and immediately called Yan Bang by his name and gave orders.

In fact, the little guy didn't like Yan Bang very much, because Yan Bang always seemed so angry and unfriendly before.

But the little guy is smart again: he found that Yan Bang listened to his father Feng Xinglang very much.

So, he changed his strategy and joined the ranks of his father Feng Xinglang to call Yan Bang.

"Yes, yes, of course! Tell me what you like to eat, and I'll let the cook do it now. ”

Yan Bang picked up the little guy with one hand, but the little guy just passed through his arms, and then struggled again, and after the sleepy little thing, he began to spread joy all over the house.

Feng Xinglang obviously didn't have the physical strength of his son Nuo Nuo, so he had already collapsed on the sofa on the side and began to close his eyes to rest.

A velvet blanket covered him, and Yan Bang removed the leather shoes from his feet and moved him into a more comfortable position.

"Yan Bang, why are you like my father's slave?"

The little one's perception is simple: if one person serves another, then the person who serves others is almost equivalent to a domestic servant.

But Yan Bang was obviously not a domestic servant, so the little guy came up with the word 'slave'.

When the little guy said this, Yan Bang was stunned for a moment: he glanced at Feng Xinglang, who was sleeping peacefully, and sighed sincerely.

Aren't you a slave of Feng Xinglang?

I don't know when I have subconsciously become a slave of Feng Xinglang!

In the time to rescue him from the fire?

Or maybe earlier?

Not to mention, the word 'slave' is really the truest and most authentic portrayal of his Yan Bang.

Yan Bang felt more and more like a slave!

Seeing Yan Bang silently pondering something, the little guy thought that Yan Bang was embarrassed, so he continued:

"Yan Bang, you don't have to be embarrassed. My own father is so cool, you are not ashamed to be his slave. ”

...... "Okay, Yan Bang really has nothing to say now."

"Nuonuo, you will be my godson, okay?"

Yan Bang thought of this better topic.