Chapter 1347: A different kind (2/2)
Before Yanawah received the rejected password, he acquiesced in the intrusion of Feng Xinglang and his son.
Maybe he thought: Father and son holding a pot of orchids shouldn't seem to be in trouble!
A pot of orchids, plus a ceramic flower pot, is a little bit heavy; if you want to hold it and run upstairs, it is still a bit difficult for a 7-year-old child.
Thinking of it, the little boy folded back from the stairs and gave the orchid in his hand to his father and father Feng Xinglang.
”Dad, hold the two pots of flowers together! This way the caterpillar can't see who's chosen! For you, it's fair! Your son should convince you to lose!”
”...”
Sure enough, it was his own seed! That careful thinking is not general keen and wise.
Looking at the little guy's serious little look, Feng Xinglang was really happy, ”I still want my dad to lose my heart? Or you are so tender!”
”Huh! It's not necessarily who is more tender than who!”
The little guy cast a small look of contempt, and a rushed man ran upstairs first.
”Big caterpillar ... big caterpillar, I'm here to see you!”
The little boy rushed into the bedroom on the second floor; Cong Gang, who was still standing, was already lying on the bed.
”Big caterpillar, I'm here to see you ...”
The little man leaned to the bed, leaned over and hugged Cong Gang's neck, and kissed loudly on his cheek, ”Good morning, big caterpillar!”
Really father and son, they all like to kiss others casually. This small thing is fine, this big ...
In fact, few people can let the little ones take the initiative to catch a sip!
The little guy is very picky. In his opinion: it should be an honor!
”Big caterpillar, are you better?”
The little boy put his forehead against Cong Gang's forehead, a kind of warmth and comfort.
”Well, much better.” Cong just answered. The sound was a little dumb.
Then he saw Feng Xinglang holding a pot of orchids in his left and right hands; he was looking softly at him.
Correct! That look can be called the word ‘soft’! It should be watching his own child!
”Big caterpillar, look at it, what gift did I bring to you ...”
The little guy beckoned to his relative, Feng Xinglang, ”Daddy, hurry up, show the flowers to the big caterpillar!”
Under the direction of the little guy, Feng Xinglang placed the two pots of orchids on Cong Gang's bed.
”Big caterpillar, do you like it?” The little boy asked cheerfully.
Cong Gang nodded slightly. ”Well, I like it.”
Really like it, or fake like it, I really can't see it; but to say that, it can be regarded as giving their father and son a little face.
”Big caterpillar, which one do you prefer?”
The little guy was seriously asking. And there is a little nervous looking forward to Cong Gang's answer.
Because if he wins, he can realize his second wish, take his dad and fly to Pete Fort to see the injured righteous father and the eighth old Xing.
”Ahem!”
Feng Xinglang, who was sitting on a wooden chair, coughed lightly.
I don't know if the throat is itchy? Still reminding or alerting someone.
The clever Lin Nuo certainly would not let the bastard's dad threaten the caterpillar, and immediately ran forward to cover her dad's mouth, Feng Xinglang.
”Bastard dear, you cheat! Don't speak!”