Chapter 895: Im afraid not tonight (1/2)
The results of the paternity test made Hetun almost in full bloom.
The identification report shows that Feng Lixin is not the biological father of Fengtuan.
It seems that as Xing Ba said, Feng Lixin couldn't even climb up, how could he climb up to Lan Youyou!
Well, the thought that made Hetun excited came.
If Feng Lixin is not the biological father of Feng Tuantuan, then who is the biological father of the little girl?
Is it really rumored by Shen Cheng: Feng Tuan Tuan was actually an illegitimate daughter of Feng Xinglang, and then passed on to her inhuman brother Feng Lixin as a daughter?
This possibility is quite reasonable!
Hetun was excited.
Suddenly, God felt so kind to himself: not only did he have a lively and lovely grandson, but now he also has a beautiful and lovely granddaughter!
This grandson and granddaughter are all there, and his life as a grandfather is complete, right?
Well, these are just imaginations of Hetun!
He would never consider who his own grandmother's biological mother was. As long as it was the seed of his biological son, that would be his loving grandson!
”Twelve, go and get some oral swabs or hair with hair follicles from A Lang. Remember, you must not hurt A Lang! Go, go!”
He Tun's expression was ecstatic.
”...”
As soon as he heard that he was going to fetch something from Feng Xinglang, Xing Twelve was all bad.
The opening of Yifu Hetun is so easy, but it ’s so easy to get something from Feng Xinglang's thorny head!
The key is not to hurt Feng Xinglang!
In other words: He could only be beaten, not fight back!
The aura of kissing my son is so brilliant!
”Father, I remember we have a blood sample of your son.”
Xing Twelve really didn't want to face Feng Xinglang who was untamed and daring and mad.
”Aren't they all still in Peteburg? Besides, just take some fresh oral swabs or hair with hair follicles without harming Aaron. And the effect of paternity test is also good and accurate!”
Obviously, Hetun can't wait.
”Good righteous father ... then I go.”
Xing Shiliang could only agree to it bit by bit.
But my heart was thinking: After that, it would be tangled with Feng Xinglang's **** again!
”wait!”
Hetun stopped and turned to leave Xing Shiliang.
Xing Shiliang thought that his righteous father had changed his mind temporarily, and he was glad that he was in the heart; but Hetun's words made him more headache.
”Before the paternity test results come out, don't let Arang know our motives. Otherwise the kid will have to frizz again!”
Seeing that Xing Twelve was crying when he went out, Xing Ba was fortunate that his task of staring at Lan Youyou was a living road.
Because of Feng Xinglang's skill and vigilance, although Xing Shiliang could get close to his body, it was not easy to pull out his hair without his knowledge.
This Hetun wants to come out one at a time, but the bitters who are born and die behind are bitter.
Of course, if it wasn't for the adoption of Hetun at the time, maybe they would have died in the streets.
Especially the oldest brother Xing and the second son Xing, also brother and friend, and father and son.
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After all, Xing Twelve was still young, and after thinking all the way, he couldn't think of a good way to deal with Feng Xinglang.
And at the time, the Fengxinglang people were still in the GK venture capital. He wanted to break in and pull the hair of their chief executive, which is probably even more difficult.
What should I do?
How can he pull hair from Feng Xinglang without his knowledge?
Until Xing Shiliang sneaked into the underground parking lot and wanted to find a ready-made hair from Fengxing Lang's Porsche, he saw Feng Xinglang holding the fifteenth and came out of the elevator of the president.
At this point, it should be home for dinner.
Xing Twelve noticed a small hand bandaged by Xiaoshi.
How did this little thing hurt himself again? But seeing the little guy moving freely should be just a skin trauma.
”Feng Xinglang, I want to remove this **** gauze! My son's palm is itchy.”
This kind of skin trauma, if you change in Peteburg, let alone bandage, it is estimated that even disinfection potions will not be rubbed.
”Good boy, hold on! Daddy will take it off before you wash it tonight.”
Feng Xinglang pecked his son's cheek, his eyes full of love.
This little thing is a continuation of his life, and Feng Xinglang is still a dear who loves his son-in-law very much.
”Do n’t want to wait anymore ... take it down now, okay?”
The little guy's sweet and adorable voice really made Xing Shiren a bit uncomfortable.
The young lady who was once full of suffocation, has now fallen to a point where she sells and drowses with others?
Where is that little fifteen once!
However, this inspired Xing Shiliang, intending to use Xiaoshi to make a fuss, and plucked his hair from Feng Xinglang's head.
”fifteen?”
Xing Twelve called the little guy.
”Old twelve?”
At the sight of Xing Twelve, Lin Nuo, a child who had not been madly playing for a day, let his eyes light up.
”How did you hurt your hand?”
Xing Twelve approached and asked.
”I accidentally fell by myself.”
The little man answered quickly.
He was hurt by the back of a small P child, and it was embarrassing to say it.