Chapter 593: Are you going to play bitter game? (1/2)

Hetun can't wait for Feng Xinglang and Xiaoshi to work in person.

It's best to meet soldiers!

The younger brother, younger sister who died before he was born? The little guy looked up and stared at Yifu Hetun, puzzled.

”Your mother is pregnant with another child of Feng Xinglang. It's a pity that when your bastard's father left his wife and child, it is estimated that he was frightened and was ruthlessly drained! Very poor!”

Hetun's speculative speech was only to increase the hatred between Xiaoshi and his dad.

This kind of behavior is really humble.

But in order to be able to 'fight' with Feng Xinglang's dad, Hetun really worked hard.

Even this kind of off-table counter is used. And fifteen is only five years old. Hetun is really exhausting.

The little boy bit his own mouth. It seems to remember that the **** Feng Xinglang said that the kiss mum's health is bad and needs to rest.

When Feng Xinglang came in, he saw his own son nestling in the arms of Hetun, and the two were talking intimately.

”I won't mention the sadness, just eat a piece of meat! You must be strong before you can avenge your mother and brother and sister.”

Hetun did not look at Feng Xinglang directly, and ignored the existence of Feng Xinglang in a contempt manner.

But with good temper and patience, Yizi Xiaoshi fed a piece of Dongpo meat in person. The little guy pouts his mouth and eats happily.

It is enough for his own son to recognize the thief as his father, but he still shows a picture of his parents in front of his father?

Xing Shiliang really wanted to find the shadow area of ​​Feng Xinglang's heart at this moment!

Feng Xinglang was all alone, except for the clothes he was wearing, not even his luggage.

When you come to prison, you have to be a prisoner.

At least be sincere.

”Hetun, can you return my wife and children to me?”

Feng Xinglang, who was ignored, did not show an angry side, but opened his mouth quietly to show his existence.

”What? What did you say? I didn't hear clearly ... or would you say it again?”

He Tun sneered sniffily, as arrogant as he heard the most funny joke in the world.

”I'm here to ask you: Give me back my wife and children.”

Feng Xinglang stared deeply at Noon, the son held by Hetun, and sighed softly:

”Hetun, no matter how divorced you are between our father and son, you can't change the blood-to-water relationship between me and my son! Nono is still young, and he may be confused by you; but one day he will understand me This father's! ”

Feng Xinglang knows that his child is still young and may not be able to tell right from wrong, but he believes that his child will have the moment to accept his dear.

Hetun's eyes chilled, ”Why, are you here to play tricks with me?”

”No ... I'm here to imprison you!”

Feng Xinglang smiled slightly. Speech is quite calm.

”Prison me?”

He Tun raised his eyebrows. ”You're talking about it, how do you want me to be imprisoned?”

It seemed that he was a little interested in the topic of Feng Xinglang.

”No matter what you do with me ... I just want to get closer to my wife and children. Even if I don't see it, at least it makes me feel their mother and child are close to me!”

Feng Xinglang's words were sensational. Of course it wasn't sentimental to Hetun. The purpose of his visit was to make Lin Xueluo and his son feel his need for them.

Strongly needed!

”Oh!” Hetun sneered, ”Why, are you doing this?”

Hetun's words were clear.