Chapter 1381: I am your favorite (1/2)
Touched to move, but holding it this way is not suitable!
Obviously it was a very simple reunion of sister and brother, but some people thought more; Feng Xinglang took a step forward and pulled his wife away from Xing Shishi.
”Beler is so tight! Maybe your cousin hasn't fully recovered, it won't be good if he is injured twice!”
Can this also be jealous?
”Fifteen, the righteous father asked us to pick you up.”
”Ah? Yifu asked you to pick us up? But I didn't tell Hetun that he would come?” The little boy asked babblefully.
In fact, when he saw Xing Shishi, Feng Xinglang had the same doubt: He knew that his wife and children had not notified Hetun in advance, and they were discussing to give Hetun a surprise! But Hetun still knew their schedule? !!
Could it be said that Hetun still has eyeliner in Shencheng?
”Maybe this is the telepathy between you and your righteous father!”
Unexpectedly, Xing Shishi is also a guy who can pull. Even what's called telepathy! Is there really such a fantasy in this world?
Anyway, Feng Xinglang doesn't believe it! He is more willing to believe: what eyeliner has Hetun always planted in Shencheng to know their schedule well.
”Really? Righteous father is great!”
The little guy is very confused. Someone came to pick him up.
”Fifteen, this is your seventeenth brother.”
Xing Shishi introduced Xing Shi to come and pick up to the little guy.
Feng Xinglang knew Xing Shishi. When he rescued his niece, he even lived with Xing Shishi for several days. A whimper who is not too heavy-minded, but rather listens to Hetun's order.
The little boy stared at Xing Shishi behind Xing Shishi, ”He's all lined up to seventeen ... he should call me fifteen brother!”
”...” This wayward is more real!
”Nuo Nuo, your seventeenth brother is much older than you, of course you called his brother! If it really doesn't work, you can also call him old seventeen. Just like calling your twelfth brother.”
It is difficult for a 18-year-old boy to be called a little brother. The kind snowfall is always so understanding.
But the children of Lin Nuo did not want to be close to this new Xing Shitao!
Xing Shiqi did not take the initiative to talk, but just took over the suitcase beside Feng Xinglang.
”Couple, how is my elder father's body?” The little boy asked worriedly.
”When you see your righteous father ... you will know.”
Xing Shishi's expression was bleak. Presumably Hetun's condition is not very good.
”Why so secret? I hate it!” The little man muttered dissatisfied.
It's not that Xing Shishi wants to keep it secret; it's that he really doesn't know where to start. It can only be silent.
This small RV is comfortable for the family of three.
Xing Shishi brought hungry meat snacks and fruits; the hungry Lin Nuo happily enjoyed it.
But Feng Xinglang has always been dignified.
Xue Luo took a piece of grilled sausage and fed it to Feng Xinglang's lips. ”Xing Lang, eat something. I know the steak on the plane did not meet your appetite!”
”Just!”
The little boy stuffed his mouth half-full, followed by an inarticulate mutter, ”The stewardess is pretty, but what they make is really unpalatable! It is simply incomparable to the kitchen of Yifu's family!”
Feng Xinglang bit the sausage slices that his wife had brought in, with a weak smile: ”Well, it's good!”
”Xinglang, what's wrong with you?”