Chapter 1797: Green Love Letter 2 (1/2)

The children of Feng Zong Chong did not continue to surprise everyone.

Except for the occasional ”Big Bug”, he refused to say anything else. Including his dad and mommy, as well as his brother and sister, he refused to open another mouth.

And Mommy Xueluo's patience seemed to be a little tougher. Not as anxious as before, but that the younger son is not dumb after all. It ’s only a matter of time before you speak.

The younger son thought that he could speak, thanks to her husband's confession, and Xue Luo subconsciously let the younger son get closer to his father. And the little ones themselves are happy.

Feng Xinglang returned to the office after the regular meeting. When he saw his youngest son playing alone, he fell into inexplicable contemplation.

The little guy looked up at his dad, and murmured inertially in his little mouth: ”Big ... big ... bug.”

The sound is not high, it is more like a reminder query. Because the little guy also seems to have caught some rules: After waiting for dinner, my dad will be free to take himself to the big bug.

Seeing that my dad ignored him, the little guy no longer wasted his tongue doing useless work, and then played on his own.

At noon, Feng Xinglang made good use of his identity as a prince.

He called Repulse Bay, and named Xing Shiren to pack two lunches and sent him; there was Xing Shiren under the pressure of Hetun, and he was afraid to do so.

Having the opportunity to be close to the Feng Zeng worm children, Xing Shi Er was also in high demand.

”Little bug, come and hug your righteous father!”

Xing Twelve bravely pretended to be his righteous father in front of Feng Zongzhe. He knew that Feng Xinglang would not go to his father, He Tun, to sue him for these trivial matters, so he was so fearless.

Even though Feng Xinglang would be angry, but he could not beat himself, it could only be dry air. How can he help him?

I didn't know that Feng Xinglang didn't hear it. He only saw that he glanced at Xing Twelve and darted to his younger son.

Return righteous father? You want to be beautiful! I do n’t even call my dad, OK?

The little one ran and ran away; but his short legs couldn't run the long-legged Xing Shiliang, and he was caught and picked up and carried on his shoulders within a few steps. Move in one go!

”I love children so much ... why didn't you give birth to yourself! That little teacher ... I think it's not bad!”

Feng Xinglang approached, lying lazily on the sofa, staring lazily at Xing Shier, who was playing happily with his little son.

”That little teacher is not as good-looking as Lin Xueluo! The child born may not be ugly!”

For this reason ... should I be glad that Xing XII praised his wife? Or should he scold Xing Shirfang's indiscriminate thoughts on his wife?

”If it is not your own seed, the child born is even more beautiful ... it can only be a child from another family!”

Feng Xinglang quietly hummed.

Xing Twelve paused for a moment and looked down at the little guy who was struggling in his arms.

”It has to be pleasing to the eye! Right, little bug!”

Xing Twelve tilted Feng Xinglang on the sofa and said, ”Prince Xing, you can give birth to a son so please give me this bug!”

”...” Feng Xinglang narrowed his lips a bit, ”That's not the case! My child, I have to raise it myself!”

”Stingy!” Xing Twelve went straight to Feng Xinglang.

”Yes, what you bring ...”

Feng Xinglang subconsciously looked at his younger son Feng Zeworm, and seemed to be worried about whether the little thing could understand, ”Is it brought?”

”Here! The signal source is strong and concealed!”

Xing Shier's inertia questioned, ”Who are you focusing on? It's not convenient for me to let the old fourteen generations work!”

”Well, I will consider it.”

Feng Xinglang only echoed the sentence and did not argue or explain.