The little cutie wrapped around the crook of Jinshi's arm, like a wriggling big caterpillar, poked out her little head from Feng Xinglang's arms.

“papa……”

When Tuan Tuan saw who the person holding him was, he immediately changed his tone and muttered sweetly, "Uncle? ”

"Hmm. Tuan Tuan woke up? ”

Feng Xinglang hummed lazily.

Holding this little thing, I can still sleep peacefully. If you change your own noisy son, I'm afraid you will only reward him with a small back and a small p-share. And he is always on guard against his own father snatching his kiss mommy over.

"Why does Tuan Tuan sleep in his uncle's room?"

The little cutie rubbed her sleepy eyes, and her little face was filled with the joy of being held in her uncle's arms to sleep.

"Uncle wanted to be reunited, so he brought Tuan Tuan to sleep together."

Feng Xinglang didn't explain to the little thing that her father left last night to see her mommy Lan Youyou.

"Tuan Tuan also misses my uncle so much!"

The little cutie hugged Feng Xinglang's neck and kissed him loudly on the cheek, "Uncle and dad haven't slept with Tuan Tuan for a long time!" ”

"Uncle is busy!"

Feng Xinglang kissed the little thing's cheek.

"But my uncle sleeps with Brother Nuno in his arms every day."

Maybe it's because Feng Tuantuan's growth has always been accompanied by Feng Xinglang's care, so the little things are extra sticky to him.

Feng Xinglang smiled warmly, "Doesn't that Tuan Tuan also have his own papa to sleep with every day?" I didn't see you papa sleeping with Brother Nono in your arms? ”

"......" The little cutie was slightly stunned: it seems that she also thinks that what her uncle said is so reasonable!

"So, Tuan Tuan can't be too greedy!"

Using a child's thinking pattern to justify it will make the little one more accepting and understanding.

The little cutie snuggled tightly in Feng Xinglang's arms and pretended to sleep for a while until Aunt An came upstairs.

In the morning, Xueluo heard Steward Mo answer Feng Lixin's call: it was Lan Youyou who finally escaped from death after a night of rescue.

Then Feng Lixin asked some things about his daughter Feng Tuantuan, and told Steward Mo to send small things to school normally.

Close call?

Isn't that a bit exaggerated?

Xueluo doesn't remember what serious illness Lan Youyou suffers from, so that he has to survive a night of rescue?

Is she changing her way to make trouble with Feng Lixin, so that she can be released on medical parole?

If that's the case, there's really no way for her Lan Youyou!

This time, Xueluo really didn't know: Lan Youyou was really seriously ill this time!

If it weren't for the quick rescue, I'm afraid it would really be gone!

The snow fell and went upstairs. Anyway, her son is not at home, so let Tuan Tuan spend more time sticking to her uncle.

It was about 7:20 before the snow fell and Aunt An went upstairs to take care of Tuan Tuantuan's dressing and washing.

Before the dumplings on Xing Ba's chopsticks could be sent to his mouth, the mobile phone rang.

You must know that learning to hold chopsticks is not an easy job.

The call was from Pettburg.

In the past two days, Xing Ba's life can be described as 'the tiger is not at home, and the monkey is called the king'.

It's just a little empty and lonely!

Thinking that it was his father-in-law Hetun calling, Xing Ba hurriedly put down his chopsticks and answered the phone first.

"Old eight, what are you rubbing? Answering my phone so slowly! ”

On the other end of the phone, Lin Nuo's extremely dissatisfied babbling voice was immediately heard.

At this moment, the lonely Xing Ba could hear Xiao Fifteen's voice, and he was really a little happy.

"Did you miss your starling?"

Xing Ba asked a little flattered.

"I thought about ......"

Lin Nuo's child pulled a long end, "Starling, can you help your fifteenth brother do something?" ”

"So you don't miss starlings?"

Xing Ba sighed slightly, "I'm just thinking about calling your starling, right?" ”

"Although I don't think much about it, I think about it a little bit!"

The little guy sells well.

"Even if it's just a little thought, I'm already very satisfied with your starling!"

Xing Ba stretched his limbs slightly, "Say, is there anything I want to ask you starling brother me to help me?" ”

"Starling, can you go to the Feng family for me to have a look? Let's see if that slug sticks to my dad and my mommy! She is always annoying, she pretends to be pitiful when I am away, and she loves to cry nose; Then my father and my mommy only spoiled her, and they almost forgot about my own son! ”

That's what it was for?!

I am in Cao Ying, and my heart is in Han!

In Fort Peter, they don't forget to compete with Feng Tuan Tuan for favor!

"Hahahaha......" Xing Ba was really amused by the selfish careful eyes of the little thing.

"Old eight, you are not allowed to laugh! You don't have a father and a mother, of course you don't know how sad and nervous I will be! ”

"......" Xing Basheng was silent for a second or two.

For as long as he can remember, he doesn't know what it's like to have a father and a mother; He has been following Xing San to a base in Mexico for many years doing boring and bloody combat and killing training. He was not taken to Fort Pett until he reached the age of sixteen.

"Okay! Starling will go and give you a glimpse tonight! ”

"Thank you, starling. Then I'll call you again in the evening. ”

"You don't have to fight at night. Jet lag. I'll call you. Remember to think about starlings, just a little bit! ”

Until the beep of being hung up came from the phone, Xing Ba was reluctant to put down the phone.

If you also have such a special little clever ghost to worry about, how beautiful it is!

It's just that there are too many people who spoil small things, and a little fifteen can't be spoiled at all!

For example, now: just after listening to NA's quarterly report, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly after being free.

Although the world of the two of them with his wife is like glue, his own son is far away in a foreign country, but it also makes Feng Xinglang unable to really calmly and have fun.

Why didn't this little thing even call him?

Is it possible to ask his own father to lower his profile and call him?

For the sake of your own children, it doesn't hurt to lower your posture or something! It's just that because of some kind of principled issue, Feng Xinglang didn't want to call Xing Twelve and them on the initiative.

Could it be that Hetun kidnapped his own son Feng Xinglang, and he still has to take the initiative to convince them?

It's a matter of attitude!

The key question is: Did the little thing call his own mother Lin Xueluo!

Do you just want to kiss your mother, and you don't want to kiss your father?

How can he be embarrassed by his father's affection!

The stinky boy is getting more and more dadless!

When Na opened the door, Feng Xinglang swept to Ba Song, who was standing outside the door, and his eyebrows were screwed even deeper.

It seems that there has been no news of Cong Gang's turtle son for a long time......