Chapter 1789: Wait gentle 65 (1/2)
After the father and son got on the car, Feng Xinglang realized when he saw the portable incubator:
I didn't feed the little one again in the afternoon. He immediately took the bottle from the incubator and delivered it to the younger son.
”Zungzhe, are you hungry? Hurry and take a bite to hungry! Otherwise your mommy will say that I am not responsible for being a dad!”
I thought the little thing that was hungry for an afternoon would eagerly grab the baby bottle and slam it up; but I did not expect that the baby would not even look straight at the baby bottle delivered by my dad, so he started playing with his toys. A tormented robot.
”Not thirsty?”
Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then handed over the molar biscuit prepared by his wife for the younger son, ”then eat a few biscuits! Sweet, crisp and nutritious!”
Let the relatives and fathers Feng Xinglang praise the little biscuits for how delicious they are.
”You don't eat, that dad eats!”
In order to show that the biscuits are really delicious, Feng Xinglang deliberately choked his mouth and snorted to confuse his son to rush to eat.
But the little guy was still immersed in playing with his robot, and didn't even bother to take care of the self-directed and self-acting performance of his relative, Feng Xinglang.
”Smelly boy, aren't you hungry? Otherwise, your dad will run out! Don't cry and make fun with your dad!”
Feng Xinglang sent the biscuits to his mouth one by one: one is to seduce the little guy to eat with him; the other is he is so hungry!
And Feng Fengzhe children are still a pair: you eat quickly! But can't you eat it so much? !!
Unknowingly, Feng Xinglang even ate all the biscuits for lunch for his younger son! In other words, about ten or twenty, Feng Xinglang delivered two to his mouth one after the other, and he was eaten up before he could taste anything!
After eating, I was really thirsty. When I saw a little thing playing with his broken robot without even looking at him, Feng Xinglang subconsciously took a few mouthfuls of milk bottles to quench his thirst; a bottle of milk was only enough for adults to seal. Xing Lang thirsty for four.
As a result, Feng Xinglang ate up the small molar cookies and baby bottles prepared by his wife for his younger son within a few sips.
”Shit, you said you wouldn't eat it! Your dad has eaten it up for you, you don't have to eat it now! Cry you!”
A few words of childish anger against the unruly young son, Feng Xinglang started Lexus, whistling all the way home to Feng.
After the car was started, the wormer released the robot that was biting in his mouth and turned his head towards the villa; it seemed to see something, and some little hummed in excitement.
”Zhongzhe ... you **** kid now knows hungry? This reaction arc is really long ...”
Feng Xinglang slowed down and looked back at his younger son Zengzi, only to find that the little guy in the rear child seat was twisting his body toward the rear window, and was babbling to communicate with something; The excitement looks like the gloomy sky outside the car window.
Is n’t the little guy seeing something dirty? !!
Although Feng Xinglang doesn't believe what ghosts and gods say, his son Feng Zongzhe is still a toddler ...
Feng Xinglang opened the window on his left by conditioned reflection, but found the surrounding area was dark and quiet; only the sound of the engine of the car and the occasional solitude of some birds in the mountains and forests were heard. He then locked the window seriously
”Cong Gang, if you dare to float out to scare my son, I'll make you a ghost!”
After Feng Xinglang scolded a few words sharply, he changed another gentle voice and began to talk to the little guy.
”Bug ... Baba ... Mama ...”
This is it again! Is there no other topic? !!
However, this preaching by Feng Xinglang calmed down the little son who was originally babbling and speaking an alien language. After a few mouthfuls, he tortured the robot in his hand.
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”Xinglang, where did you go with the bug this afternoon?”