Chapter 1389: Who spoils it? (1/2)

”Don't stare!”

Xing Shiqi lowered his voice and said Shen Sheng.

”Yes, it's dead!”

The little boy shouted, ”Daddy, don't sleep anymore ... my second brother is going to die!”

Maybe at this moment, the little guy is only playing the role of a microphone. He didn't quite understand the meaning of death.

Dead eyes? !!

is it so serious?

Do you have to see him banished?

When did you become so popular? Want to see yourself one by one?

The key is that he is not very familiar with Xing Er!

Feng Xinglang speculated that Xing Er, 80% of the injured, wanted to influence him before he died, and let him forgive the once-sinful Hetun!

Is there a must?

Feng Xinglang felt completely absent! If Xing Er is smart enough, they can realize that their family's visit to Pateburg!

It is not necessary to persuade him to persuade him what to do!

Feng Xinglang, tired at the moment, did not want to see Xing Er, who was dying. He was not in a good mood to listen to the death of a dying person early in the morning! The key is that he is not very familiar with Xing Er!

”Xinglang ... Xinglang ... wake up soon, Nono is calling you!”

Xue Luo was awoken by her son's slamming clap, and while pushing her sleeping husband, she got up and wanted to get out of bed.

”Daddy ... Hurry open the door! I won't let the door open again ...”

Immediately after the rude remarks were made, the little one denied it to him; it was okay to deal with the sleeping dad, but the room was still sleeping with my dear mommy! In case the kiss mom is not wearing clothes or wears very few clothes, it is very bad! So the little guy decided to give up the rude thing that made people knock. Just verbally intimidate the **** dad.

Feng Xinglang scooped up the woman who thought of getting up, and scolded at the door, ”Smelly boy, you're fat! You can let the door knock!

”Come, come, Mummy comes to open the door.”

Seeing their father and son had been on the bar this morning, Xue Luo quickly opened his mouth to ease the tense tension.

She knew that the big and the small were the masters of the guilty concubines. The original intention may be just a few words between the father and the son, but if the situation is uncontrolled, it will not be good.

”This kid, you are spoiled like this!”

”It sounds like you are less fond than me! The miserable foundation of our family, Nuo Nuo, has not been able to correct it, it is not because of you such a **** bastard who is a jerk!”

While Xue Luo scolded her husband Feng Xinglang, she got up and opened the door to the little guy who was screaming outside.

Feng Xinglang twirled his eyebrows: if I put in the small things, it would be impossible to get a good morning sleep!

As soon as the door was opened, the little boy rushed towards Feng Xinglang, who was lying on the bed.

”Daddy ... It's almost time to get up ... My second brother seems to die ... He said he wants to see you!”

The little guy didn't care whether the daddy under the quilt was disheveled or not, he ran straight up and lifted the quilt, dragged out of bed in one go, and threw it on the ground.

Fortunately, my dad Feng Xinglang was very civilized. Wear what you should wear. It didn't look like I hadn't done anything bad with my mom last night!

”Your second brother can't do it anymore. You should go to the doctor and Hetun! You come to make trouble with your dad. This is a very filial behavior, okay?”

Feng Xinglang said, looking at the sleepy eyes. Even if the little guy disturbed the dream, he still loved to hold the little guy half crawling on the bed, in case he didn't fall off the bed.

”The doctor and my righteous father are both here! My elder brother said he had to see you! Or he would die for nothing!”