Chapter 1030: Very biao and gentle (2/2)
Feng Xinglang patted Xia Yihua's shoulder.
”Cousin ...”
”Leopard head, find a room for him to stay alive! I'll send you my second grandfather!”
At the elevator entrance, Feng Lang Langton stopped. ”Go back, don't send it!”
”Let me see, you will die!”
Yan Bang was a little bored.
”That child is not yet deep in the world. Don't be too rude.”
The performance of Xia Yi's painting just now is enough to prove that he is really just a young, young child.
”Well, I know. Listen to you.”
Yan Bang replied casually. Still insisted on marching into the elevator with Feng Xinglang.
”Is there any news about Cong Gang recently?”
The interior of the elevator is also luxurious, and the gold foil inlaid mirror reflects two tall and healthy bodies.
”Are you worried about him? Or are you worried about me?”
When it comes to Cong Gang, Yan Bang's temper is always bad. Speaking, he was wearing a thorn.
”Bang, leave you a question for thought! It will save you a long night of inadvertent sleep and then think wildly.”
Feng Xinglang looked at Yan Bang, with a faint smile on his lips.
”Thinking questions? Test my IQ?”
Yan Bang asked with an eyebrow.
”Well, that's right!”
Feng Xinglang took the packed pastries and snacks from Yan Bang.
”Thinking question is this: Between you and Cong Gang, I want to kill one and keep one! Guess who I will stay?”
After opening his palms and flicking two slaps on Yan Bang's frowning cheek, Feng Xinglang left with an uncertain smile.
Kill one ...
Save it?
This question is really enough for him to think for many nights!
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In the afternoon, Xue Luo rushed to the Xia family to comfort Aunt Wen Meijuan.
Why not bring up the spirit of upbringing and fellow enemies for the same female compatriots.
At about half past three, when Xueluo had just stepped out of Xia's house and was going to pick up his son Lin Nuo from the kindergarten, Hetun called.
”Xue Luo, I'm Dad. Fifteen are here with me, and I tell you.”
”Oh ah?”
As soon as Xue Luo answered, she noticed something was wrong. ”It's only half past three now! Isn't Nono going to school until four?”
”I got an hour ahead of time to get twelve fifteen out of the school. In a few days it will be the fifteenth day of Grandma Suhe. I want to take fifteen back to Pete to worship her.”
This reason is quite reasonable. Of course, the kind snowfall will not refuse.
It's just the way Hetun cuts first ...
”So ... do you know that line?”
Xueluo certainly wouldn't blame Hetun. Not to mention Hetun has a legitimate reason. So she had to move Hetun's own son, Feng Xinglang, to remind him.
”Of course I don't know! You can just give him a message.”
That's right ... too right?
”You asked me to give a message to Xinglang? This is not appropriate, right? I still think it would be more appropriate for you to speak to your own son! Besides, your son's bad temper, you don't know it!”
Throw the hot potato into her Lin Xueluo's hand, who did she provoke?
”I was just worried about telling Alan that he wouldn't agree.”
”... Then, you can't cut it off first!”
”It can only be this way!”
Hetun handed the mobile phone to the grandson Xiaoshi, who was turning around in the cabin. ”Fifteen, talk to your mother soon, we are ready to take off!”
”Mummy ... Dear Mummy ... My son is about to take off sitting on a special plane ... Mummy don't want to kiss my son too much! My son will take good care of himself! My mother also takes care of myself ! ”
The happy little fellow, just like the little beast just out of the cage, was so happy that he flew up.
It's far better to follow Yeyi Hetun than to be thrown into kindergarten every day by ruthless parents and mothers!
”Nono ... Nono ...”
Before Xueluo had time to talk to his son, Hetun was taken away.
”The snow is falling, that's it. We are about to take off, and Dad is going to shut down.”
”...”
What a matter!
That's enough!
The snow that was hung up was already speechless.
Want to forcefully take her child away without talking or discussing with her mother-in-law in advance?
Call her on such a phone call and you're done?
I really don't know who is Lin Nuo's guardian!
Do n’t call his pro-son ‘request’ and ask her to send a message? What is it!
Sure enough, Feng Xinglang rushed to the kindergarten to pick up his son, but failed to receive his son Feng Linnuo.
”Papa ... uncle ...”
There are only seals of cheerful butterflies.
”What about Brother Nono?”
”He was picked up by his twelve brothers!”