Chapter 890: Strong smoke (1/2)
Looking at Lin Nuo, the son of Wu Xing, who was playing happily with Xing Shier, Xue Luo could not help but sigh slightly.
Undoubtedly, this replay of Hu Guishan is too wayward for himself!
If the love between her husband Feng Xinglang and himself is not firm enough, wouldn't he have to lift a stone and hit his own foot?
Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang, a stinking man, why don't you come?
Are you trying to force me to hit myself in the face?
Or have you been telling the old story with Lanyou? !!
If that's the case, don't forget this man, Lin Xueluo!
The servants are already setting up the table.
Without exception, almost all children of Hetun's grandson Xing Nuo love to eat.
The names of Lin Nuo's children are also ever-changing.
In Repulse Bay, Hetun and his prostitutes will call the little one fifteen, named Xing Nuo;
In Fengjia, the relatives Fengxinglang, and Mo butler, they will call the little fellow Nono, the famous name Linuo Nuo;
In the kindergarten, Lin Nuo continued his family name with his mother, Lin Xue Luo, called Lin Nuo.
Children like to call him Lin Nuo, it sounds more cute.
For these nicknames and big names with different styles, Lin Nuo's children are glad to accept them.
He promised anything.
For small things, it's just a title!
It's like giving your dog a name of sixteen!
”Fifteen, supper. Go wash your hands.”
Hetun called to the little guy in the living room.
But the feelings of snow falling were all overcast.
Xue Luo is really scared that I will lose!
It is a very low act to know that a woman shows affection to show other women. But even if this is a very low behavior, I am afraid that I have to lose!
Snowfall has begun to regret it. I regret my urge to lose my mind!
Otherwise, take the initiative to go home with your son?
But if you see Feng Xinglang and Lan Youyou have returned to Feng's family, they are just enjoying themselves, so where should she go?
Xue Luo really wants to fan herself a big mouth girl!
What love is to be so deadly verified?
Smart women don't have to distinguish the relationship between husband and wife.
Isn't it okay to live a lonely life?
I've been confused for so many years, and it's not the same after being confused?
Why bother blocking yourself!
”Mummy, this lean meat is for you. My dear son has already bitten you off the fat.”
Lin Nuo children sent a piece of Dongpo meat from the belt to the mummy's bowl.
This is how my dad Feng Xinglang pleases Mommy. The little guy learns everything.
”Thank you son.”
Snowfall was gratifying and heartbreaking.
Her husband was not around, and he had fallen to the point where a 6-year-old son would bite fat.
The little guy is growing physically. Under the turns of feeding in Hetun and Xing Twelve, little things kept eating and eating.
Xue Luo ate very little, and had a bite to chew the rice in the bowl.
Until the children of Lin Nuo were full, Xing Ba walked in from the living room door.
”Fifteen, your dear is here.”
”My dad? Is Feng Xinglang? Why did you come to pick up your wife and children so late?”
The little boy turned on Xiaojiao mode, his mouth raised proudly: ”Then let him wait outside!”
The mood of the snow fell, from waiting for her husband's bitterness to the moment when she suddenly became brighter, and she felt like a roller coaster like a girl!
However, after hearing the dissatisfaction of his son Lin Nuo, Xue Luo chose to hold back, acquiescing in his son's proposal that his dad ‘wait and wait’. It's also a little advice for men coming late.
Xing Ba silently looked at Yifu Hetun, put down the chopsticks, and took a sip of tea before he continued to say, ”Feng Xinglang seems to have been waiting for over an hour.”
”What? More than an hour?”
Xue Luo jumped up from the dining table, ”Why don't you say it earlier?”
By Xing Bamo.
”Nono, go with mommy.”
Snow fell and directly carried his son up in the chair.
”Bring this to my dad!”
The little boy grabbed the two garlic ribs on the plate in his hand. Remember that my dad, Feng Xinglang, was a carnivore like himself.
”Fifteen, the kitchen is still there. Let the chef repack.”
Grandson distressed his own father; Hetun certainly distressed his own son.
”No need! Just let Feng Xinglang eat half full! I have no strength to kill me and my mummy!”
This son really was born.
When Xiao Xiao said this, she was dragged out of the villa hall by Mummy Xue Luo. It seemed as if he could not wait to see the man who had been waiting for their mother and son for more than an hour.
Watching Xueluo mother and son leave, Hetun stared slightly at Xing Ba.
”You really let Arang wait more than an hour?”
”Isn't it just for your righteous father to have a full meal accompanied by your grandson!”
Xing Ba answered weakly. It's hard to be filial for him.
On the days when there was no small fifteen to accompany, Hetun would only fill in some food symbolically, and there was no appetite.
Xing Ba, Xing Ba jumped off the topic again, ”but the emotion of seeing Feng Xinglang seems very deep. He clearly saw me and did not yell or shout, so he waited silently outside.”
Hetun pouted, ”Isn't that kid because I let go of Lao Qi, are you dissatisfied with me?”