Chapter 685: Hate and hate ... (1/2)
When he was thinking whether to say something to Xing Shier, Xing Shier had already flashed into the dark behind him.
Xing Shiliang has always been like this, without shadows, without shadows, his hobbies are erratic.
But Xue Luo saw it really: that person was Xing Twelve.
After living under the same roof for five years, she still knew Xing Shiliang's habits.
Seeing Xue Luo stare behind him, Feng Xinglang turned sharply to see immediately. Except for the silence, there was only darkness.
”What are you looking at?” He asked.
”... Nono is alone in the car. Don't let him wait long.”
The fall of snow concealed the arrival of Xing Twelve. At the same time pushing Kaifeng Xinglang, he hurriedly walked towards the eye-catching Bentley.
Xue Luo couldn't guess why Xing Shier's sudden appearance was why. But intuition told Xue Luo: must be related to Feng Xinglang and his son.
Xue Luo knew that Xing Shi Er will not hurt his son Lin Nuo, but Xue Luo really did not want Xing Shi Er to take Nuo Nuo away.
”Nono?” Xue Luo called a little eagerly.
In the compartment with the lights on, the little guy was playing with a small tablet.
”Did you kiss?”
The little guy dropped the tablet and rushed out and hugged Xueluo, ”Mum, don't you be so easy to get kissed by asshole!
Xue Luo was totally indifferent to shyness at this moment. She hugged the little guy tightly and looked around subconsciously.
It stands to reason that Xing Shierhuang should see Lin Nuo playing alone in the car. But he didn't take the opportunity to take the little guy away ...
Snowfall is still very grateful.
Think about it from another angle: Xing Shier's appearance should come to her.
”My son, my dad and your mum kiss each other, it's really not easy ... I want to wear it, wait to be fed, and burn myself ...”
Feng Xinglang has various low-profile attitudes to his son who has demolished the platform from time to time.
”Come on, Feng Xinglang, and say, you just want to play tricks on my dear mommy!”
The little guy is a hit.
”Okay, it's late, you and your son and son should go back to bed quickly. Nono will go to school tomorrow.”
Xue Luo urged the father and son, who were speaking in a whisper, to leave.
Moreover, Xing Shier, the viewer, was hiding in a corner, and Xue Luo became uncomfortable.
”Mummy, can you sleep without your own son hugging in your arms?”
Again! Ever since the little guy followed Feng Xinglang with his dad, he will be more cute. It is becoming more and more like a child.
”Rest assured, Mommy can definitely fall asleep!”
If the snow falls ‘cold love’, the little guy will be a little bit lost.
”But my dear son can't sleep without his mother!”
The little guy was entangled with Xue Luo's neck and he would not let go. ”Let's all sleep at the big blossoming home.”
”No! Your aunt Doudou is uncomfortable and can't stand the trouble of your father and son.”
Snow fell directly. Leaving their father and son will only make Yuan Duoduo more embarrassed. Not to mention taking a good rest.
After a while of muddy water, Xue Luo finally drove the father and son who brought her upstairs down the stairs. It wasn't until she saw Bentley's safe departure from the window of the living room, and she glanced at Yuan Duoduo, who was still sleeping on the cymbal, before she opened the door.
Sure enough, in the corridor, Xue Luo saw Xing Twelve waiting for her.
”Old Twelve? You, why are you here?” Xue Luo asked in amazement.