Chapter 1250: A heart that looks good (2/2)

”Does it still hurt?”

Xue Luo asked with tears.

”There is still a little pain ... it feels like being dragged and uncomfortable.”

Feng Xinglang stretched his arms and legs to lie on the big bed, accepting the tender tenderness and care of the woman.

”Will you call Dr. King?”

”What doctor is it?”

Feng Xinglang touched his daughter's Bai Jing's cheek with his fingers and said, ”The kind of place where your husband is being looked at and touched by others, are you not jealous?”

”Xinglang, why are you doing this? Good people ... how much more painful!”

Xue Luo distressed again and burst into tears.

”It doesn't hurt too much ... your husband will pretend to be pitiful, and I want to have more sympathy for you!”

That said, it was full of frankness. But it is particularly provoking to women.

I have to say that Feng Xinglang is really a wise man.

”Xinglang, I want you to be good ...”

Xue Luo came over and hugged the man, sobbing in his arms.

”Wife, we all have to be good. For Nono, and for our happy life in the future ... Promise my husband, we must be good!”

Feng Xinglang was holding the woman's red lips lightly and mourning tenderly.

Xue Luo nodded hard, ”I promise you ... love you well, live with you, and love our son!”

”Well, love me!”

Feng Xinglang caught the woman's trembling red lips and kissed heartily.

...

Feng Xinglang rested at home for two days.

In these two days, he used every cell of the body to enjoy his wife's meticulous and tender affection for him.

Even the meal was fed by Xue Luo.

A world of two people who are willing to be fed, and willing to be fed, has finally been covered by love.

When men fall into love, Xue Luo pampers them.

When Lin Nuo returned, Feng Xinglang was lying sideways on the sofa bed in the study, while watching the electronic materials, while enjoying his wife's feeding.

At first, he could still use a spoon to feed him, but after feeding a few spoons, the man began to charm and forced Xue Luo to feed him with his mouth ...

It's kind of ... nothing serious!

The more a man behaves with ease and wickedness, the more the snow falls distressed the man.

It seems that men are deliberately pretending to make her happy!

When Lin Nuo broke in, half of the beef willow fell in Mummy Xue's mouth, and half in the bastard's father Feng Xinglang.

”Nono, are you back? Are you happy to go to school today?”

Xue Luo bit the beef willow and asked a little embarrassingly.

”unhappy!”

The little boy stared at Feng Xinglang, his eyes full of little vinegar.

”Why are you unhappy?” Xue Luo asked tightly.

”Mummy, my son is hungry. Would you go downstairs to help your son get something to eat?”

”Okay ... Mommy will go down and get it for you.”

After Xueluo left, the little boy stared at his own dad.