Chapter 431: I dont think you grow old! (1/2)

The childish laughter of his son Lin Nuo spread throughout Peteburg.

Also pulled Xue Luo's thoughts back three years ago.

When I was scared, I just sighed.

”I just like Yifu a little bit? Yifu seems a little unhappy!”

Hetun had hugged the little things on his shoulders and put them back on the carpet.

”If the righteous father is willing to accompany fifteen to ride a horse, I will like the right father a little bit!”

The little guy raised his head, blinking his big eyes, blinking up and down looking at Hetun, his eyes full of hope.

”Like a little bit? Hahahaha ... you are a little bit slick!”

Hetun laughed, leaned over, and kissed the little guy in front of him.

It can be seen that Hetun likes Lin Nuo in his heart. But through this childish face, Hetun still reminds him of something.

For example, fifteen's biological father, Feng Xinglang; and the woman who gave birth to Feng Xinglang.

For a moment, Hetun's face changed from just smiling, suddenly suddenly to strange. He gazed deeply at Lin Lin's little face that resembled Feng Xinglang, and his thoughts were suddenly diverged.

The occasional sudden silence of Hetun was when Lin Xueluo was most afraid.

She knew clearly: Hetun must have remembered Feng Xinglang from his son Lin Nuo's small face!

It also means that Hetun's heart must have ignited hatred at this moment.

”Nuo Nuo, your righteous father is tired, let him have a good rest. You must not quarrel with him!”

Xue Luo was afraid to step forward and wanted to take his son Lin Nuo from Hetun. She was really upset that he was unhappy and would be detrimental to small things, and even poisonous hands.

But Lin Xue, who came up, was stopped by the gesture raised by Hetun. Hetun didn't want her to come near.

Snow fell into his place and dared not rush forward. She knew that playing hard with Hetun would not work.

Whether it is Hetun or a certain righteous son of Hetun, it is only a matter of minutes to kill their mother and son. Therefore, Xue Luo did not dare to rashly rebel against the prestige of Hetun.

”Father, are you tired?” The little guy asked.

”The righteous father is not tired! The righteous father is as strong as a cow, how can he be tired?”

He Tun's uncomplicated face lasted for less than a minute, and he regained his joy again.

”That's great! The right father can accompany fifteen to ride a horse!”

The little boy started to stamp his feet, trying to crawl up Hetun's shoulders, and let him carry Pateburg out.

”Stand!”

But Hetun didn't agree with the little guy this time, but pulled the little guy closer to himself, and seemed to want to measure where the little guy has grown to his body.

”Why are you so short? Fifteen, why is your elder father not seeing you grow old?”

Hetun was dissatisfied with Lin Nuo's old height. He wished the little guy could grow taller than him in one night.

But the little guy sniffed and sniffed:

”I don't think you're old, but you're so sorry that I'm short!”

When Lin Nuo was so childish and childlike, he immediately laughed.

”Where is your righteous father ... where old?”

Hetun immediately picked up the little Lin Nuo, and on his little face, he scratched and stunned with a short beard, and was petted.

This little thing really makes Hetun addicted, and the fun is endless.