Chapter 335: Its not easy for your dad to give birth to you across races! (1/2)
Feng Xinglang leaned down and touched Bai Xiaoye's head with his hands, causing it to lick and slap.
In Bai Mo's words: Feng Xinglang is about to be his father.
”Ono, come to your dad! It is not easy for your dad to give birth to you across races!”
Feng Xinglang entertained Bai Mo.
Although Feng Xinglang did not hate Bai Xiaoye, he did not raise a dog as his son like Bai Mo. And also crying all day to my son and dad. It really made him goosebumps.
But the lion-headed Tibetan mastiff had no intention of returning to Bai Mo, and kept intimate with Feng Xinglang.
There was a murmured humming voice in his mouth. Listening to the appalling, in fact, is purely flattering.
”Ono, let you die and wear shoes! Did you hear me?”
Bai Mo couldn't see Bai Xiaoye who was treated as his own son. When he saw Feng Xinglang, he looked charming to the pug.
It's a mighty Tibetan mastiff!
How can it be so unselfish!
”Ono, your dad is calling you! If you don't go, your dad will get angry! It's not good to upset your dad!”
Feng Xinglang patted Bai Xiaoye's people to madness. But this is the more the Tibetan Mastiff refuses to go back to Bai Mo.
It just kept spinning around Feng Xinglang, and pleased him to please him.
Bai Mo growled, ”No more, don't miss me tonight!”
”...”
Bai Mo's growl really shocked Feng Xinglang.
This cross-ethnic is good, anyway, find a mother Tibetan mastiff?
This white Ono is a male Tibetan mastiff, how can he do it?
The picture was so beautiful that Feng Xinglang couldn't bear to keep thinking!
It's just a dog, can it be spoiled?
Feng Xinglang suddenly felt: Should he keep a distance with Bai Mo?
Thinking of his hand still resting on Bai Mo's girlfriend, Feng Xinglang subconsciously removed his hand from Tibetan Mastiff's head.
”That Bai Mo, I don't talk very much, or why don't you have a good time with your son and girlfriend after I talk to you first?”
”You come less!”
Bai Mo came to Feng Xinglang with anger and sniffed against his nose. ”What's on your body? What's hidden?”
”Bai Mo, I have business.”
Feng Xinglang pushed away Bai Mo who sniffed at him, and looked up.
”Is there a real business?” Bai Mo asked, ”Trust you!”
Three minutes later, Bai Mo reluctantly led the lion head mastiff away.
”Father Bai, how are you doing?”
Feng Xinglang asked, swaying the red wine in the crystal glass.
Bai Mo's alert Hou moved, ”What do you want to do? And what do you want to sue with my father?”
Why use ‘again’?
Obviously, before this, Bai Mo must have been the defendant!
”Like a complaint, I have nothing to do with technology. Will I do it? Only Yan Bang's well-developed, simple-minded guy will do it!”
Under normal circumstances, Yan Bang is used to back up Feng Xinglang.
Bai Mo believed!
”Then what do you want to do with my father?” Bai Mo asked.
”I'm afraid your father is lonely, so I found a woman to accompany him!” Feng Xinglangwen said.
”Fuck! Feng Xinglang, you are too filial piety? Are you trying to be a grandson for my grandfather? Or do you want to compete with my grandson for possessions?”