Chapter 1777: Wait gentle 53 (2/2)

”You don't want to call your dad! My dad wouldn't take you there!”

Of course, Feng Xinglang would not take his one-year-old son to such a spooky ghost place early in the morning.

He also knew that his arms could not twist his thighs. The little guy just grabbed the window and looked through the glass towards Qibei Mountain City.

”Boy, Cong is your father? Do you want to go to him that way every time?”

Feng Xinglang petted the little guy's small P stock symbolically and tapped him into his arms.

But the little one still twisted his body and looked at the intersection of Qibei Mountain City until he disappeared.

...

The little guy was quite quiet and well-behaved for half a morning. Daddy Feng Xinglang can also worry-free office.

But after having lunch, when the father and son were about to rest, the little boy started to quarrel. And it's the kind that people simply can't ignore. Not to mention squinting and resting.

The little guy held Fang Xinglang's hand and dragged it toward the lounge door.

”Feng Zongzhe, your dad has a hard time making milk for you ... would you let your dad rest for a while?”

Feng Xinglang really underestimated the endurance of the little guy tossing him, ”If you are so noisy, your dad will hit you!”

One minute later, the entire lounge was filled with the babbling cries of the worms.

Send the little thing back to Feng's house, and worry that the little rabbit will carry it with his mum again; continue to scream with him so much, and he can't bear the little guy to cry his throat, and it's not easy to explain to his mum.

So Feng Xinglang thought of a place where the best of both worlds can be made: the little guy can be quiet and he can rest for a while.

When Feng Xinglang brushed the smart door with his handsome face that seduced all sentient beings, the Feng Zetong children happily squeezed into the gap of the smart door that had not been fully opened.

”Bugworm ... run slowly! Your uncle Caterpillar is not there during the day!”

Feng Xinglang teased sleepily. For more than a month after Yan Bang woke up, he would often bring two sons here.

Yu Yanbang is already a stranger; Bai Mo is gradually alienating him ...

For an adult man, even a good brother who loves wine is gone ... Actually, it is cruel!

”Zongzhe, my dad just squinted on the sofa in the living room ... you can't run away!”

”Uh-huh!” The little boy hummed and ran towards the stairwell happily.

The little guy has come a lot, and everyone in this retro villa should be more familiar than his dad Feng Xinglang.

I used to worry about the little guys bumping into each other, but now I don't have to worry about it anymore. The little guy is more familiar with the environment than he is. Xiaojiaojiao has been explored by small things. Except those doors that cannot be opened.

In other words, as long as the smart door is locked, small things can only play happily in the villa.

This ghost house, except perhaps Cong Gang, who turns into a ghost, should not allow anyone to come in.

If Cong turned into a ghost just dared to emerge from the ground to scare his son Feng Xinglang, he promised that he would beat his soul and let the ghost fail!

Cong Gang, who can't fight too hard and turned into a ghost, also said that at least in protecting his son's momentum, he must win!

However, Feng Xinglang really hoped that Cong Gang would emerge from the ground ...

Even a ray of ghosts!