Chapter 1490: Just get married once! (1/2)
Because the palm of his father's palm was bleeding from the mummy's rattan and he couldn't get water, the little boy volunteered to wash the bath for his father.
Feng Xinglang soaked his eyes in warm water, unable to see the sadness and sadness.
”Daddy, does it still hurt?”
The little boy carefully wiped his right arm with a towel for his dad.
”It doesn't hurt anymore ...”
Feng Xinglang opened his eyes and petted his son's wet little head with his left hand.
”My mummy is so hard ...”
The little boy blew his mouth and blew his father's right hand with gauze to wrap the palm of his right hand. ”But you really do ... why do you want to touch the belly of a beautiful woman secretly? Just touch it, do n’t be careful. I got it from mommy ... it's time to be beaten! ”
”This ... Daddy is really difficult to say!”
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes: How did his wife Xue Luo know that he had touched Xia Yishu's belly? Come prepared? It seems this book of Xia Yi ... It's really not that simple!
”If my dad said: someone was holding her by the hand to touch her belly ... would you believe that dad?”
The bright image of father still needs to be maintained. Feng Xinglang could not let his son misunderstand himself.
”Believe!”
But the little guy didn't think he really believed what he said.
”My dad is so handsome and has a lot of money. It is very popular with beautiful women, and it is normal!”
The little guy was a little boy who understood his dad. ”Like Zheng Haoran in our class, his father is a diplomat, his mum is the mayor's secretary, and many little girls in our class like him.”
Feng Xinglang's lips smiled slightly. ”Then you can also tell your classmates: your dear is Shencheng's God of Wealth ...”
”Just don't!”
The little guy said proudly, ”I want to conquer others by my own charm!”
”I'm ambitious! My dear is optimistic about you!”
Feng Xinglang held the little guy's face and kissed lovingly, ”My son, Feng Xinglang, is so cool!”
”Daddy ... you won't be touching the pretty woman's belly in the future!”
The little fellow continued to wipe the shoulders and chest for Feng Daolang for his father and father.
”Dad knows ... even if other women force their dad to touch ... Daddy will be determined to restrain himself!”
Feng Xinglang caressed his son's little head with tender eyes.
The little guy continued to wipe for his dad ... when he wiped somewhere, the little guy suddenly laughed.
”Daddy, you look so different from your own son!”
Feng Xinglang smiled warmly, ”When my son grows up, it will be like my dad! Maybe it is more powerful than my dad!”
”Daddy ... is it possible to wait for my son's hair to grow, and then we can marry my wife and have a baby?”
The little guy glanced at the place where he looked different from his father and asked curiously.
”Well ... in principle! But marrying a wife and having a child ... is not an easy task!”
”why?”
”When you grow up, you can have a relationship with a woman you like; but to marry home as a wife and have children with her, you must be careful!”
Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy's cheek, ”Because from my father's point of view, once marriage is good!”
”That father and father have wives and children, why are they still touching the pretty woman's belly?” The little guy asked again, dissatisfied.