Chapter 1211: Pet wife addicted (2/2)
”Don't touch my head! Otherwise I'll hit you!”
It was only Feng Xinglang that gave birth to such a stingy tadpole. The small appearance was full of pride.
”Would you like to slap someone? Come on, let Mommy make you feel comfortable before talking!”
Snow fell and rolled up his sleeves, and Lin Nuo immediately jumped aside.
In the living room downstairs, Feng Xinglang was talking and laughing with Xia Zhengyang and several bosses.
To be honest, Xue Luo didn't like this atmosphere. Good family dinner, I was ruled as a business.
”Baby ... come here!”
The knuckles are clearly between your fingers, and you leisurely drag a glass of red wine. At this moment, Feng Xinglang is very gentlemanly!
It seemed to be stained with a little bit of banditry and eyes full of evil charm.
”Nono, your dad called you.”
Knowing that the man was calling himself, Xueluo still dragged his son Lin Nuo forward.
”Come here, big and small!”
Everyone's eyes were focused, and Xue Luo felt that his face could not help but start to burn.
She glanced at the man resentfully, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Not only did not give the man face, not even lizi.
”Xue Luo is getting more and more outrageous.” Xia Zhengyang eased the atmosphere.
”Pampered me like this!”
Feng Xinglang raised his thin lips, ”The more pets get addicted!”
This kind of affection ... It's so sweet.
Although he was a little worried that his son would arbitrarily come to the main table, Snow did not want to sit at the main table.
Thinking about the presence of relatives Feng Xinglang, the little guy should not be too much.
Xia Yishu sat on the left-hand side of Feng Xinglang and gave him cloth dishes neatly. The sequence and technique are almost the same as those of the snow that year.
After Qingkou Tang warmed her stomach, she added some intestinal mushrooms and fruits to Feng Xinglang, and then Feng Xinglang's favorite beef fillet and excellent protein seafood ...
Feng Xinglang not only eats well, but also has a good stomach.
Then he subconsciously glanced at Xia Yishu: a really caring woman!
It seems that this homework is done quite well!
”Bring me the garlic chicken wings.”
As soon as the table was set, the children of Lin Nuo stunned.
After hearing the compliments of these old guys to his dad, the little guy seems to be so crazy. It is a kind of abnormal excitement that is displayed in a place where people are born.
”Sell a good man with grandpa and turn over to you!”
Xia Zhengyang actually likes children very much. I especially like boys.
This can be seen from his selfish creation of a summer painting. It's just that Xia Yihua didn't come to Xia's house tonight.
Sell well? When you are sixteen?
Sixteen, the meek and dumb Labrador kept by Feng's family.
As soon as the little boy was about to punch Xia Zhengyang's face, he saw Mummy standing behind Grandpa Grandma and frowning at him.
”Dear grandpa, turn the plate of garlic chicken wings for your good grandchildren, okay?”
”Hahahaha ...”
The little guy's exaggerated appearance of cuteness, amused Xia Zhengyang with a hearty laugh, ”Come and come, this plate of garlic chicken wings is exclusively for my good grandchildren! No one is allowed to grab!”
Seriously, even Xue Luo was surprised at this moment: It turns out that his son still has such a talent for selling cuteness!
But the child Linuo took the plate of garlic chicken wings, climbed down the table, and took it directly to Mummy Xueluo.
”Mummy, your favorite garlic wing!”
Maybe Xueluo didn't remember the days when her husband went out looking for Fengtuan's whereabouts. He had told his son in Peteburg that when he was a kid, he loved the garlic chicken wings made by his aunt.
It was just that the snow that was fostered at Xia's house at that time, maybe only for the sake of smell!
”Isn't it made by your aunt, then I don't know. But it smells good! Mommy, you will eat it!”
Suddenly there was a sourness in Xue Luo's nose ...
Before leaving home, Lin Nuo's children rushed to Wen Meijuan, who was going to drop off.
”Old witch ... grandma, you will make more garlic chicken wings in the future, my mommy loves to eat!”
In order for Mommy to eat her favorite food, the little guy reluctantly changed her name from ‘Old Witch’ to ‘Grandma’.
”Okay, as long as you come often, I will personally cook for your mommy to make garlic chicken wings!”
Wen Meijuan agreed. As long as she doesn't mention the ”Xia Yihua”, she is still normal.
”Do not do too much, my mummy loves beauty and is afraid of eating fat!”
”...”
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On the stiff features, the scars of crickets are twirled fiercely.
The long and stiff beard on both cheeks is as fierce as a halberd;
But this person's eyes are deadly!
”Want to see Feng Xinglang?”
A deep temptation sounded a moment of light in the dead eyes.