Chapter 644: When a dad goes out, make sure your mom loves me! (1/2)
”What? What did your mother say?”
Feng Xinglang's strong Jianmei raised his dissatisfaction.
”My dear mommy said: She's-no-love-you-already! ''
In order to express a strong emphasis, the little guy repeated each other in the ears of Feng Xinglang's ears with a roar.
Later, the little guy added sympathetically: ”Feng Xinglang, you're finished!”
”Cut ... cut!”
Feng Xinglang said indifferently, ”Your mommy is trying to escape, understand?”
”I don't understand!” The little man bluntly said, ”If Mommy doesn't love you anyway, I can't love you!”
”Rest assured, as soon as my dad recovers, I'll get off the horse immediately; I'll treat your mommy well. I say over and over that she loves me and can't stop!”
From Feng Xinglang's point of view, a woman saying ‘do n’t love him’ is completely an expression of arrogance.
How much did the idiot woman pay for him? Of course, he also knows that women are aggrieved.
”Just bragging!”
Although the **** dad is bragging, the little guy still loves to listen. I think my dad is still very charming.
”When a dad comes out, he guarantees that your mommy loves me!”
Feng Xinglang still looks like evil. For Lin Xueluo, he is inevitable.
”I hope so!”
Of course, the little guy also hopes that the kiss mom will fall in love with the **** father again. Then he can have a father and mother together.
What a wonderful thing! That's the complete home that the little guy has always wanted.
The father and the son rolled together and were intimate; the little guy for the first time enjoyed his father's love unabashedly: he could rub his hair into a bird's nest; he could make a row of teeth on his cheek.
”Nono, your dad is still suffering internal injuries!”
After holding back for more than half an hour, Cong just said, ”You toss him like this, although you can't die, but he will hurt. It will also extend the recovery time of your dad!”
Listening to Cong Gang's words, the little boy obediently crawled down from his father Feng Xinglang.
”Cong Gang, what are you doing? I'm dead or alive, care about your wool? Are you jealous of my son's pain?”
Feng Xinglang was quite arrogant, and it was really unbearable for ordinary people.
And Cong just happened to be not an ordinary person, so he could bear it.
”Yes! I'm jealous! I'm so jealous that I want to throw you into Peteburg and let Hetun make a dead body!”
Cong Gang's words were even more embarrassing.
With Feng Xinglang's violent temper ...
However, this time Feng Xinglang did not violently rise, but stared deeply at Cong Gang's salty face.
It took a long time to whisper, ”Cong Gang, you're enough!”
”What do you want to eat at night?”
Cong changed his topic immediately. Because he read the stern meaning deep in Feng Xinglang's eyes. That was an unreachable pain point.
With a long arm hook, Feng Xinglang once again looked at their son Nono in his arms.
”Tell my dad: what would my dear son want to eat tonight?”
The little guy turned a small mouth, and looked back at Cong Gang. Seems horrified by what Cong Ganggang just said: Let the right father make a dead body? What means? Is the right father embarrassed again?
”Nono, you don't need to be afraid of him! He is a paper tiger!”
Feng Xinglang thought his son's silence was because of fear of sharp Cong Gang.
”Cong Gang, come here and let my son wipe his ears!”
In order to reassure his son, Feng Xinglang even made such a frivolous request to Cong Gang.