Chapter 1777: Wait gentle 53 (1/2)
Feng Xinglang of the past month has lost his colorful nightlife, and it has become more wife and children.
”Boy, what about **** with your mom?”
Fengxing Langto hugged the good-sealing worm in his arms and kissed the little face he had snuggled over.
”How can I not call my father and mother with my son's IQ? Is it because he deliberately refuses to call him?”
Feng Xinglang's petting warmth rebukes his deliberately betrayal, the purpose of which is to run away from the younger son, ”Look what hastily made your mummy? Why don't you know how pity and love are?”
Sure enough, after waiting for the spacious nanny car, the little guy stopped selling goodies, climbed down from his father Feng Xinglang, and began to entertain himself.
”Shit, how does your dad feel ... are you using your dad?” Feng Xinglang could not help but sigh.
The little guy lamented that he didn't care about his dad, and started tossing a remote-control plane. Not wanting it to fly, but dismantling. Starting from the wing, little by little with the small hand. If it can't be held down or can't be moved, the little one will bite his mouth. Fortunately, they are all food-grade plastic toys.
”Bite a bit ... don't break your little baby teeth!”
Feng Xinglang lay on the lazy side behind the little guy, so he looked at the little things in a somber way.
Generally, Xing Shishi came to drive when taking children out, so Fengxinglang of the institute could take a short break.
”Feng Fengzhe, your dad told you: If you refuse to speak again, I believe your mommy will take you to see all kinds of children's doctors! By that time, you will be the one who suffers and suffers, but you! I think you still know the current affairs person as Junjie, quickly open your noble little mouth, and call your mummy sweetly, so that she won't be worried or anxious for you! ”
Feng Xinglang was so temperamental and patient that he persuaded his younger son Feng Chong who had been reluctant to open his mouth to talk.
The Feng Zeworm kid just turned his head to glance at his dad lightly, and then tossed his remote-control plane.
Feng Xinglang found that although his youngest son was a bit daring and heartless, he almost never hurt himself. The little guy is still strong to protect himself.
For example, now, he tried it twice and found that he could not bite the slightly harder cabin head by his own small teeth, so he sent the drooly cabin head to Feng Xinglang to bite ...
”You call me dear ... I'll bite it for you!”
Feng Xinglang also used his wife's intimidation and temptation.
Come again!
So to threaten a child who is only one year old, won't your conscience hurt?
Asking others is better than asking ourselves! Can't bite, I can smash it!
The little boy immediately slammed the remote-controlled aircraft in his hand and smashed it into the bulletproof window. Did not break open once, the little guy picked it up and continued to smash repeatedly.
”Shit boy, good toys have been tossed into by you ... you are too violent to play, right ?!”
Sometimes Feng Xinglang also doubts: How did the jealous oneself and the gentle and beautiful wife Lin Xueluo give birth to this little devil in front of her?
When you are quiet and well-behaved, you can make people feel extra pampered.
When the prank is done, people really want to give him a good meal!
”Isn't you going to appreciate my dad's face? Obediently call me 'Dad' ...”
Looking at the indifferent young son, Feng Xinglang Meiyu said straightly: ”How about playing tricks with your dad? Isn't it true? That dad really wants to leave you!
The little guy who was so focused on playing suddenly dropped the remote-controlled airplane in his hands, and used his little finger to point in a certain direction, ”hhhhhhh”.
Feng Xinglang subconsciously glanced back: It turned out to be the intersection to Qibei Mountain City! !!