Chapter 524: In which room did Xueluo mother and son sleep tonight? (1/2)

”This is your home!”

Feng Xinglang took a step forward, picked up his unaware son Lin Nuo, and walked towards the restaurant.

It wasn't until Mommy Xueluo was sitting with him at the dining table that the little guy stopped arguing and slowly quieted down.

Lin Xueluo was so shameless to sit on Feng's table, of course, Lan Youyou will not flinch.

So, she took her daughter from Feng Lixin's arms and sat down with her.

It seems that the real game between the two women has just begun.

”Nono, come to your uncle, will you?”

Feng Lixin extended his friendly and loving hands to the little guy, and wanted to hold the little guy next to him.

Although this uncle looked kind and polite, Lin Nuo refused Feng Lixin's kindness. Hug tightly around Mummy's waist, snuggling her small head into Mummy's arms.

It can be seen that the little guy didn't want to stay at Feng Family for dinner. But Mummy Xueluo insisted on staying, and the little one could only follow Mummy's intention.

Feng's dinner was very rich. Because as early as noon, Feng Xinglang called and prepared An An.

”Dignity man, why is it like being a little girl in her mother's arms?”

Feng Xinglang approached his hand to caress his son's little head, but the little one avoided it disgustingly; so, the back of the hand caught the softness of the falling snow.

At the beginning, Xue Luo didn't notice anything, thinking that Feng Xinglang simply wanted to be intimate with him; but who knows that Feng Xinglang's hand that touched him did not mean to take it off ...

The son's small head was crooked to the left, and the back of his hand followed him to the left; the son's small head escaped to the right, and the back of his hand went to the right!

Prepared to say that Feng Xinglang's back of the hand should be from left to right above the softness of the snow; then from right to left.

Snowfall is not a wood man!

She could clearly feel that Feng Xinglang's cheap hand was rubbing against her chest.

He was so skillfully taken advantage of for so long! But she thought Feng Xinglang was just teasing the son in her arms!

Lin Xueluo, Lin Xueluo, do you call yourself a sinner?

How come he was sent to make this man frivolous?

This man's cheap bill, is this your first experience?

Was he thin enough before?

Lin Xueluo glanced at Feng Xinglang fiercely, then moved to sit in a place where Feng Xinglang's arms could not touch.

Feng Xinglang, the big cheap man, locked the door behind him, and Hetun said that he would let Xiaoshi accompany his dad for a few days ... their mother and son were able to get in and couldn't get out.

Xue Luo really didn't want to create any panic for his son who had been angry for a long time.

If the little guy knows: his **** father and father locked the door to keep their mother and son away, the little guy doesn't know how to get into trouble!

Perhaps this is the purpose of Hetun!

He Tun didn't really want Yizi Shishi to cultivate feelings with his dad Feng Xinglang; his real purpose was to make Xiaoshi Shih hate with his dad!

What Snowfall can do is to protect his son from harm to the greatest extent. Either physically or mentally.

Feng Xinglang really wanted to tear the woman in front of her.

In view of the presence of his son Lin Nuo, he still reluctantly maintains his father's tall and bright image.

A piece of Dongpo meat, which was bitten off by the fat, was sent to the bowl where Xue fell.

Feng Xinglang's movements are as smooth as those years.

It seems that after five years, such actions have long been ingrained in each other's minds. There is no need to spend time to uncover the dusty memories, and it will happen naturally.