Chapter 1193: Petty temper (1/2)
But he was caught by the man successfully, avoiding the red lips, and held it fiercely;
Pour the thoughts of these days into the mouth of Xue Luo, forcing her to feel the pain of his thoughts about her.
”Kiss again?”
The little guy shouted with dissatisfaction, ”Do you still have my own son in your eyes!”
With a ”bang”, with little wrath, the little guy ran out angrily, and closed the study door very loudly.
”promise……”
As soon as a woman murmured a word from her lips and teeth, she was kissed more deeply by the man;
The man blocked his tongue, so that the snow could no longer be written in half a word!
After learning that his son had gone to Peteburg, Hetun rushed back all the way. The reunion of the coveted family was at this moment a reality, and Hetun was naturally very excited.
As soon as the off-road vehicle stopped on the stone-built square, Hetun saw Xiaoshi rushing out of the living room.
”Smelly old man, don't allow you to stop me! I want to run away from home!”
The neglected little guy shouted angrily.
This little temper!
”Fifteen, where is this going? Wouldn't you just rush out to meet the righteous father?”
He Tun smiled out of the off-road vehicle.
He has a strong physique and a burly figure, even when he is over sixty years old, but still strong as a cow.
The little guy ignored Hetun, muttering his head and ramming towards the outside of the gate.
”Oh, who is so bold and dares to mess with our 15th most favored little brother! Tell my 12th brother soon!”
Xing Shiren, who was stopped at the gate, suddenly lifted the small things off the ground.
”Old twelve, let go of me! Otherwise ... I bit you!”
You can't beat it; you can't bite it; but you can be sure: Xing Shiliang will never bite herself in turn.
”Come, the righteous father will do justice for you!”
He Tun took the agitated struggling Lin Nuo from Xing's twelve arms, ”Let the Father in the arms hug! I want to die the Father!”
In the arms of Hetun, the little guy gradually quieted down and hummed aggrievedly.
”Yi-Father, please drive away Feng Xinglang immediately!”
”Oh, did you carry it with your dad?”
Hetun patted the little guy's back and rubbed his cheek with his beard chin. ”What happened to him? What about your mum?”
”They kissed in the study! They don't want me to be a pro-son!”
The little guy complained, ”Feng Xinglang is too bad, and I know that I can coax my mummy with sweet words! My mum will be stupid when he is kissed by him, and even his own son will not be!”
The little guy was really grieved: he looked forward to the **** Feng Xinglang for a month, but he knew to please Mommy to play the rogue; the two people kissed each other and they didn't care about his own son.
”Hahaha,” Hetun laughed heartily, ”Isn't there any Yifu who hurts you!”
Lin Nuo, who was carried into the fort by Hetun, hurriedly went into the study to get Feng Xinglang out, but was stopped by Hetun.
This mouth is kissed, is it still far from giving him a grandson or granddaughter?
It just seems that there is no bed in the study ...
However, this young man has a lot of tricks, whether he has a bed or a bed, which should not affect his grandson!
”Yifu brought you a lot of gifts. Let's take them apart.”