Chapter 1355: Sore ... (1/2)
My wife is a wife!
Feng Xinglang and his son's arrogant and lazy lifestyle are still the best understood by Xue Luo.
”Your mommy is so willful! You just hung up your dad's phone!”
Yang Yang sighed with a phone hanged by his wife.
”Hmm ...” Then Lin Nuo sighed and sighed, ”That big white, I was too immature to die, and even gave birth to two more childish P children ... The big blossoming is really tired of!”
Obviously, the person facing the small thing is Yuan Duoduo.
And Daddy Feng Xinglang ...
”That was also Yuan Duoduo's own death! Good grandma Baijia didn't do it, she had to go out to work for others to prove herself! Others came to take care of her daughters who were not taken care of, and she was not happy ... It's not her fault Who else can blame! ”
”Well ... it makes sense! Doesn't my dad keep mommy out of work? My son also opposes mommy going out to work!”
What do you think of, the little one got up from his father's arms, ”Yes, are you rich?”
”Well ... so rich!”
Feng Xinglang caressed his son's face, ”Why, what other toys did your dad buy you?”
”Just don't!”
The little guy pressed his elbow against Feng Xinglang's chest. ”Daddy, if you are so rich, can you buy the farm that Mommy often visits? Then Mommy is not working for others It's up! ”
The son's words reminded Feng Xinglang of something. Although the farm did not make much money in the short term, at least it will not lose money; in the long run, the remote suburban area can be regarded as a potential stock!
And it can also be used as a family tourism and leisure place on holidays, which is not bad.
The key is to please women, why not?
”Well ... the idea of kissing my son is a bit interesting! My father will consider it!”
Of course, if Feng Xing Langming said that he wanted to control his woman in his own territory, he would be selfish!
”Daddy is awesome!”
The little boy hugged his father's neck, and kissed and kissed him without any hesitation, brushing his saliva over and over again.
The father and son were intimate for a while, the little guy aimed at the big caterpillar in the closed eyes, as quiet as asleep.
”Daddy, don't make any noise, the caterpillar is going to rest!”
The little man covered Feng Xinglang's mouth and kept him from talking.
Feng Xinglang nibbled the little guy with his teeth and drew into the little finger in his mouth. ”Rest assured, the big caterpillar must not sleep! He is overhearing us!”
”...” Cong Gang's lips twitched slightly: Do you have Xinglang's voice so big that you still need someone to eavesdrop?
”Well,” the little man sighed again. ”If only there was a wheelchair!”
”What are you looking for in a wheelchair?” Feng Xinglang asked casually. ”Sit for the big caterpillar?”
”Well! Then we can push the wheelchair to take the caterpillar up to the terrace on the third floor to bask in the moonlight and the forest wind!”
Because the Feng family has a built-in elevator, it was rebuilt for the convenience of Feng Lixin going up and down the stairs; the little guy thought that there would also be.
”Sunlight? Blowing forest wind? Good boy, I didn't expect you to have such a romantic cell!”
”Of course hey! Unfortunately there is no wheelchair!”
In fact, the little guy doesn't understand romance, he only knows that it is not time to go to sleep.