Chapter 594: Hilarious tone (1/2)

Xue Luo anxiously paced back and forth in his room.

What's wrong with myself?

Expressing in fact: Can't I let go of that man?

Lin Xue fell! Can't you be so cheap?

You've already drawn a line with that man. What do you need to be so nervous about? Is it mean!

Shearing keeps messing up! Xue Luo has been unable to calm his mood!

When I was about to lie back on my back to force myself to fall asleep, the sound of the knock on the door sounded, and I disturbed the mood that the snow had finally calmed down.

”My dear mommy, open the door, it's your dear son.”

The cry of son Lin Nuo's milk came from the door.

Under normal circumstances, the snow falling back into the room will lock his door. After all, Hetun and his group of sons are five big and three big old men. The necessary precautions are still needed.

Fortunately, Hetun is not the kind of man who is inferior, and he almost never feels sorry for a little woman who has fallen off the snow. It can also be regarded as the grandeur of the previous generation.

Maybe from Hetun's point of view: Xueluo is nothing more than Yizi Xv's ”bottle mom”. After weaning in Xiaozhuang, it is no longer necessary.

Of course, if Lin Xueluo could take Xiaoshi back to his Hetun, he would not be too bad for her.

In addition, under normal circumstances, snowfall will reduce their own presence to a minimum. Rarely appeared in front of Hetun and his son Yizi.

”Nono.”

After the door opened, the snow fell, and he was so sentimental that he took his son into his arms.

After the mother and son were tender for a while, Xue Luo asked: ”Why didn't you go to bed with your righteous father tonight?”

”Nuo Nuo wants to sleep with my dear mommy!”

While the little guy was answering Xue Luo's question, he snorted and crawled upward.

Xue Luo did not continue to ask anything about the topic, but instead climbed up to her feet and lay down beside her son.

Touching his son's fat baby face tenderly like water: long eyelashes, clear eyes that are almost pure, and the tall and small nose bridge, the lines are clear and distinct lip ...

Well, Lin Nuo, the handsome son, is closer to the man.

The little guy played with the retro buttons on the snow-falling pajamas, and from time to time, he looked so hungry on the Hun in front of the snow, like love.

”Mummy, what do you mean by” Nothing is Born ”?”

For a while, the little guy suddenly asked this sentence. These four words have been lingering in the mind of the little guy for a long time. Because this is what my father, Feng Xinglang, and Lin Xing were detained in the small black room.

Xue Luo took a deep breath and leaned over to kiss her son's forehead.

”Don't listen to your dad talking nonsense ... or your dad just wants to find a gimmick and wants to fight with your righteous father!”

Xue Luo did not explain to Lin Nuo the true meaning of ”Nothing is Born”. She did not want to put her son in the danger of Feng Xinglang and Hetun fighting again.

No matter how fierce the battle between Feng Xinglang and Hetun, Xue Luo was reluctant to see his son Lin Nuo be captured.

In fact, Xueluo knew it again: the grievances between Feng Xinglang and He Tun were not resolved, and she and her son were still only the chips or hostages that He Tun used to deal with Feng Xing Lang.

But one thing is certain: Hetun should never hurt his son Lin Nuo again.

The little guy was silent for a while.

”But Feng Xinglang has been locked in the little black room by his righteous father.”

From the clear eyes of the little guy, it is not difficult to find: the touch of affection that the father and his father sealed the line and the blood is thicker than water.

That little black house, the little guy stayed. Although it is only once or twice occasionally, it is enough to keep the little ones in mind.

Darkness is undoubtedly scary for a small child.

So Lin Nuo sympathized with his own father, Feng Xinglang.