Chapter 1212: 觊觎 Presidents Woman (1/2)
”miss you!”
A word that is firm enough to make a living.
”That will come at a price!”
”I'm willing to pay any price! As long as I have it!”
Already a person who has died N times, what price will he pay?
”... Very good! But the price is a bit big! You can think about it for a few more days, don't worry!”
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In the nanny car back to Feng's house, Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes slightly, and stretched his arms and legs lying lazily.
”Nono, it's not a problem. Let your dad rest for a while. He's tired.”
Lin Nuo, who was jumping about on Feng Xinglang's body, was taken aside by the thoughtful snow fall.
”How can there be trouble with my dear son ... My dad likes to hold my dear son most!”
Lin Nuo, an obsessive and addictive boy, arched Feng Xinglang's chest with a small head, and tickled along it.
But his father and father Feng Xinglang scratched back and giggled, and the father and son were in a hug.
In fact, Xue Luo can see that men are very serious. Just do not want to show his worry in front of his wife and children.
”Xinglang, what happened to Yan Bang's photos?
Xue Luo asked softly. She really wanted to share the worries of the man in sorrow.
”The photos are true.”
The man squeezed his eyebrows and called slightly, ”But I still have to confirm with the regiment that Yanbang in the photo is the Yanbang after the accident.”
”I think it should be Yanbang after the accident.”
Xue Luo affirmed, ”Because it is meaningless to send a photo of Yan Bang before the accident to Tuantuan!”
Snowfall can analyze it this way, and Feng Xinglang certainly can.
”I'm sure: Da Bangbang must be alive!”
The child Lin Nuo said excitedly, ”Daddy, let's find Da Bangbang! We will find him!”
”Don't look for it ... if he is still alive, he will return by himself!”
Feng Xinglang laid a strong leg on his son's body, and the small thing made a heavy push with his small hand;
”Xing Lang, send someone to look for Yan Bang. What if he is injured? What if he is placed under house arrest by a bad guy? There is no way to come back by himself.”
Xueluo moved over and lifted the weight of the man's hard legs for his son.
”Mummy is right! In case Wan Da Bang Bang is locked up by the bad guys, he can't come back by himself!”
Little Lin Nuo agreed with Mummy's statement.
”No ... he'll come back by himself!”
Feng Xinglang sat up and embraced the woman tightly in his arms. ”Don't be so good at that thing, I'll be jealous!”
Xue Luo pushed the man away and said solemnly, ”Yan Bang suffered because of us.”
Wei Dun, sighed again, ”Xing Lang, what are you going to do now? Just wait?”
”I've waited for so many months ... don't care about waiting for these days!”
Feng Xinglang looked sideways at the night scene flashing out of the window.
Xueluo stopped asking anything, she knew that the man had his own plans.
I just couldn't help but think: If Yan Bang is still alive, will he be **** by the people in Hetun?
Seems unlikely!
At that time, Hetun died and was not rescued. How could he suddenly and mercifully inform his son Yan Bang that he was still alive.
Then who will Yanbang be in?
With a sigh of snow falling, she no longer thought about it.
Feng Xinglang turned around, put his head on Snow's legs, and intentionally or unintentionally arched the woman's waist, trying to get rid of the restless disturbance.
Xue Luo held the man lightly, stopping his messy arch.
”President Feng, today's little girl's dishes are delicious!”
Xia Yishu diligently gave Feng Xing Lang Bu Cai, Xue Luo didn't miss it.
She knows the bad habits of her own men: When eating with a living person, she likes to eat first chopsticks. If no one provided him with the dishes in advance and the dishes turned over by others, he would not bother to eat a chopstick. At that time, he was not at the dinner table, only to worry that Xia Yishu did the best of the landlord.
The man in his arms lightly smiled, ”Is this my wife jealous?”
”How come! Some people like to serve my husband so much, I just stole half a day!”
Saying it like this, but Xue Luo's hand gave a light weight to the man's strong waist, ”Isn't it, husband?”
”Finally see that someone wants to conspiracy against your husband?”
Feng Xinglang raised his head and took a bite of a bite in the woman's goodness; in fact, he couldn't bite into anything substantial through such a thick sponge baby.
”Little Lin is getting smarter ... well, with a sense of crisis, this is a good thing!”
”I have a sense of crisis with wool! Feng Xinglang just wants to remind you: other women want to seduce you, I can't control it; but if you cooperate with being seduced by them, it is a matter of principle!”
Snow is not stupid. His own man is so good, handsome and rich in gold. If he doesn't want to be seduced by other women, it does not conform to the law of human natural development.
Hundreds and thousands of admirers can follow, even if one is driven away.