However, the little guy didn't shoot continuously, just looked at Feng Xinglang in a daze with a bow and crossbow in his hand.

Father and son stared at each other deeply.

At this moment, there was no strong aggression in the little guy's eyes, just a sad gaze.

The family seemed to want to talk to Feng Xinglang, but he wanted to stop talking.

The little one's little mouth was pursed tightly. That little appearance is really love-hate at the same time.

Abruptly, Feng Xinglang's heart palpitated inexplicably!

It was a kind of warmth that spread from the heart to every cell in the body!

Feng Xinglang has suppressed the haze for so many years, and the depths of his soul are like being penetrated into a little sunrise!

He did not reprimand the little thing for being savage and unkind to him, and he even wanted to reach out and touch the little one......

But Feng Xinglang's steps forward were stiffly stopped. Because he saw the little one backing away.

"It seems that our conversation today was not pleasant."

Feng Xinglang said softly. Without reproach.

The little guy wanted to get close to Feng Xinglang, but he was timid and didn't dare to let Feng Xinglang get close to him.

It wasn't because he was afraid that Feng Xinglang would hurt him, but because he was afraid of ...... In Feng Xinglang's mind, there is no place for himself and Mommy Xueluo!

Also, he actually bit Mommy like that...... Mommy is a girl, and she needs a man to protect her! But this bastard father in front of him doesn't care about his mommy at all!

"Feng Xinglang, you are so annoying! How dare you bully me again...... I ......"

When the words came to his mouth, the little guy still swallowed 'Mommy' back. Mommy Xueluo said that she couldn't talk to anyone about her. Especially in the face of this great demon in front of you!

The little guy's teary-eyed eyes, as well as the little appearance that wanted to speak and stopped, made Feng Xinglang frown.

"Children, can we be reasonable? I was cut by you, so why did I bully you? You're bullying me, okay? I didn't even fight back! ”

Feng Xinglang wanted to correct the little guy's 'sin of desire'.

Looking at Feng Xinglang's blood-stained shoulders, the little guy seemed to be a little sad.

He bit his little mouth and struggled emotionally for a while, "Who told you to bully a girl?" This is the price you pay for bullying girls! ”

Is this sentence 'bullying girls' again? Feng Xinglang's eyebrows sank. "I bullied so many girls...... I don't know which one you're referring to! ”

Intuitively, Feng Xinglang understood the 'girl' in the little guy's mouth as a little girl of the same age as the little thing.

"Feng Xinglang, I hate you!"

He couldn't tell Feng Xinglang about Mommy Xueluo, so the little guy could only repeat this angry roar.

"It's unfortunate that I like you a lot! Especially your eyebrow-raising pot lid ......"

Feng Xinglang approached the little guy again; The little guy instinctively wanted to avoid it, but his body was already against the wall behind him.

The little guy was still very relieved when he heard Feng Xinglang say that he still liked himself.

It seems that Feng Xinglang's active touch may achieve his wish in the little guy's half-push and half-push.

It was a deep heart, a natural longing for fatherly love!

Although, the little guy is still very resistant on the surface. After all, the bastard father in front of him hurt his favorite kiss Mommy. And gave birth to a little girl with another woman, and it hurt so much that she didn't want it.

These are all objective reasons for the little guy to resist Feng Xinglang.

But just as Feng Xinglang's hand was about to touch the lid of the little guy's pot, the sound of Yan Bang banging on the door came from outside the bathroom door.

"Lang...... Feng Xinglang! Are you in there? ”

After not seeing Feng Xinglang for ten minutes, Yan Bang came over from the hall. only to find that the door of the bathroom was locked from the inside.

"I'm here! Very good! Feng Xinglang replied.

With a bang, Yan Bang still broke in.

The door of this bathroom is not much stronger than the papier-mâché Yan Bang to the tall and mighty Yan Bang.

Seeing that a slow soldier came in, the little guy resisted and avoided the hand that Feng Xinglang stretched out to touch the head of his pot. Holding the bow and crossbow and aiming at Yan Bang, he retreated towards the door of the bathroom.

"Lang, are you hurt?"

Seeing that Feng Xinglang's shoulder was stained red with blood, and there was still a crossbow arrow left on it, Yan Bang immediately wanted to grab the clasp and the little friend Lin Nuo who was aiming at him with a bow and crossbow.

"Bang, I'm fine! He's still a child, let him go! ”

Feng Xinglang stepped forward and stopped Yan Bang, who wanted to attack the little guy. And the little guy also wittily took the opportunity to escape from the bathroom.

"Little Zamaoer, at such a young age, he has the same virtue as his stepfather Hetun, and he is so cruel and vicious!" For anyone who hurts or tries to hurt Feng Xinglang, no matter how big or young, whether old or young, Yan Bang is hostile.

"Uh......"

It wasn't until the little guy left the bathroom safely that Feng Xinglang let out a muffled snort of pain.

The taste of being stabbed in the flesh by a crossbow arrow is really unpleasant. Feng Xinglang seemed to feel the cold metal grinding against his bones.

"How's it hurting?" Yan Bang broke the exposed arrow.

"It's alright...... It's just a flesh wound. ”

Feng Xinglang is strong and relaxed. Although this little pain is not enough to put you to death, it is a carbohydrate body after all.

"Go and deal with it with me! I don't know if this crossbow bolt belt is poisonous. ”

Yan Bang took off his suit jacket and draped it over Feng Xinglang's shoulder, covering his injured left shoulder.

"Bang, you're thinking too much. Just a little pupon, how can he smear poison on an arrow! ”

Until this moment, Feng Xinglang was still speaking for Lin Nuo's children. It seems that he himself has been hit by this crossbow arrow for no reason, and he has no intention of being angry with the little guy at all.

"That little thing won't, it doesn't mean that Hetun won't! Don't you see that the little hairy boy has been trained by Hetun to become a bloodthirsty tool that wants to poison you Feng Xinglang? ”

Yan Bang wanted to support Feng Xinglang, but was stopped by Feng Xinglang.

"I can walk on my own."

A pair of big watery eyes kept looking at Feng Xinglang who left the bathroom.

The little guy's clear eyes seemed to be misty by a layer of moisture. He just watched Feng Xinglang's departure with such affection.

"The first time this father and son met, you gave your father such an arrow...... It's really exciting! ”

Behind him, Xing Twelve's voice came leisurely. In fact, Xing Twelve has been paying attention to everything that is happening in the bathroom.

The little guy turned around and glared at Xing Twelve fiercely, and the small universe began to explode.

"Old Twelve, what are you sneaking with me for? You're annoying, you know it or not! ”

The little guy suddenly started a nameless fire against the innocent Xing Twelve.

After all, the little guy is only a 5-year-old baby, and his heart is naturally fragile.

It's not that he doesn't know that the man who was hit by himself is his biological father!

Obviously, he was already very uncomfortable in his heart, but Xing Twelve wanted to say it to stimulate him.