Chapter 820: The disappearance of Feng Xinglang (below) (2/2)
Love and being loved are full of happiness!
Xue Luo climbed down from the **** and hugged their father and son from the shoulders of the man, ”I love you too! I love you!”
This is indeed a warm and sensational morning!
Everything is so beautiful!
Including Grandma's hearty breakfast, Grandpa Mo's meticulous concern.
A cotton-wrapped kiss as a nostalgia for the woman.
”Baby, wait for me to eat at noon.”
Feng Xinglang's fingertips counted the woman's back; she sniffed her freshness in her nose.
”School food is so bad, you still don't come ... let Nina wait for you to have a big meal!”
Xue Luo was distressed and tired of the man's running around.
”Look at you, don't talk about eating, I'm happy to drink porridge every time!”
The man's mouth was so fascinating that he was almost ridiculous, and he almost lost his teeth.
”Really? Then we'll have porridge at noon!”
Xue Luo deliberately teased the man; even if the man really wanted to drink porridge, she could not bear to have a fit man drink porridge with her.
”I've applied for a dormitory, the one for you!”
”Why do you want a dormitory? Could it be that you want me to live here at night?”
”It was reserved for us to kiss and kiss at noon!” The man bluntly said.
”...” Xue Luo stared completely silently.
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In the remote monitoring port, a small figure with a pair of little feet ran towards the woman who was hit.
The little girl wept and hugged the woman's injured leg, which was bleeding with blood;
The little girl begged for something from the woman, but the woman couldn't listen to the woman's words; it seemed annoying that the little girl was abandoned. The woman should shake her hand and should be unconscious.
The fall was not great, but the little girl was injured.
Because under the little girl's body are the ceramic and glass fragments that the woman just shattered.
Feng Xinglang couldn't hear the sound, but she could feel the little girl being hurt, and made a piercing cry.
The twisted little face, the big mouth, the little girl looked very pained.
Seeing the little girl's arms and calves drenched with blood, Feng Xinglang's heart was slammed.
He can't wait to rush into the screen and hold the little girl in his arms.
A man rushed over and hugged the little girl in the woman's arms, and then there was a fierce quarrel ...
A slap in the face of the man; the man stared at the almost crazy woman, but said nothing, but the little girl in her arms turned and left the living room.
The woman stood stupidly, and laughed for a while, then covered her face and started crying ...
Feng Xinglang turned off the monitoring of the terminal, so he sat quietly thinking about something in the lounge where he could not see a trace of light.