Chapter 2143: Silly life (1/2)
When Feng Xinglang returned to Feng's house, it was already dark at night.
As soon as she entered the living room, Xue Luo came forward. ”Xinglang, is there any news?”
Looking at his wife's anxious look, Feng Xinglang nodded slightly, ”Well, there is!”
”Secondary, is there any news? Where is Tuan Tuan now?”
Mo Ranran was forcibly brought back to Feng's family to rest. The bump injury that rolled down the stairs was not good. She couldn't withstand long walks and runs.
”Xing Shishi has found some clues for Tuantuan. I asked Ba Song to follow up and help! It is estimated that Tuantuan will be found tomorrow morning.” Although it was so easy to say in his mouth, Feng Xinglang was uncomfortable. The thought of picking up eggs from the ground to eat, his nose became sour. From small to large, small things are loved by his brother Feng Lixin.
Take care.
”Why wait until tomorrow morning? It's too dangerous for a girl to be alone outside!”
Mo Ranran followed her red eyes, ”We can't delay for a second!”
At this moment, when Feng Xinglang saw that the two women were so anxious to seal the regiment, he almost honestly explained.
But thinking of being able to live in harmony with his family in the future, he relented himself.
”Where's my brother?” So he changed the subject.
”Brother Li Xin is still looking for the group with the police! It is estimated that he will not come back and wait to find the group.”
Xue Luo sighed heartily, ”If there is any accident, Li Xin is afraid he will blame himself all his life!”
This is true! Not to mention Feng Lixin, even Feng Xinglang will blame himself.
”After the snow falls, don't think about it! I promise Tuan Tuan will be fine!” Feng Xinglang came over and hugged his sad wife.
”Ran Ran, the snow fell, you can eat something!”
The housekeeper Mo gave a bowl of nutritious chicken soup to his daughter, ”Ran Ran, have some chicken soup! You haven't eaten for a day ... even if you can stand it, the child in the stomach can't stand it!”
”Dad, I'm really not hungry and can't eat!” Mo Ranran still didn't reach out to pick it up.
Knowing that her daughter had no appetite or mood, the housekeeper Mo chose to bring chicken soup after the second master Feng Xinglang returned. He knew that the second master was resourceful and would help him persuade his daughter who could not eat.
”Ran Ran, followed by chaos?”
Feng Xing Langwen reprimanded, ”Don't find the group, you're exhausted! Your body, and the child in your stomach, are just as important as the group! You protect yourself and your child, you are helping my brother!”
Feng Xinglang's words always warm people's hearts in the harshness.
”That ... then I drink!” Mo Ranran immediately took the chicken soup from his father and drank in a big mouthful.
Seeing that Mo Ranran was eating deliciously, Xue Luo also drank a few mouthfuls of chicken soup.
A subconscious glance in front of the floor-to-ceiling window found that there seemed to be a little man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window ...
Cold, Xue Luo suddenly asked loudly, ”Xing Lang, what about bugs? Didn't you take them out with you?”
Suddenly asked by his wife, Feng Xinglang was also stunned, and then realized that he had left his youngest son, Worm, alone in Cong Gang's haunted house, and abandoned the factory to watch the group!
After planning two plans in detail with Xing Shishi, he rushed back to Feng Family. In addition, seeing the poor little look of Tuantuan, he was so anxious that he really forgot to go to Cong Gang's haunted house to pick up his little son.
Seeing her husband's cyanosis instantly, Xue Luo suddenly became furious, ”Feng Xinglang, don't tell me: You left the worm alone in Cong Gang's villa again!”
”Xue Luo ... Xue Luo ... Don't worry! I'll pick up the bugs now!” Feng Xinglang put the chicken soup in his hands and immediately put them back, then stood up.
”Feng Xinglang, you bastard! You ... you ...”
The frustrated snow fell, picked up the leather pier near his feet, and smashed at her husband.
Feng Xinglang fled into the desert.
”Snowfall sister ... Snowfall sister ... don't be excited!”
Mo Ranran's chicken soup was only half drank, but the two young couples did not expect to fight.
”Feng Xinglang, I knew you were so irresponsible, I won't give you so many children! Feng Xinglang, you asshole!” Xue Luo rushed out, crying and scolding.
”Wife ... wife, I'm sorry! I'm going to pick up the bugs now!” Feng Xinglang ran away from Feng's family in dismay.
When Feng Xinglang rushed to Qibei Mountain City, a dark piece of the entire villa.
”Bug?”
Feng Xinglang murmured in a panic, almost rushing into the villa.
”Bug ... Bug!” Shouted Feng Xinglang.
Not in the living room; not in the medical room; kitchen, storage room, staircase opening ... Feng Xinglang searched one by one, but no young son was found.
Where did the little things go? Or ... or was it really abducted?
Pretending to be calm, the pace is still a little daunting; in the master bedroom on the third floor, which is the room where Cong Gang usually sleeps, Feng Xinglang saw a small humanoid shape in the quilt.
”Bug ... Bug!”
Feng Xinglang lowered his voice and whispered, and the moment he opened the quilt, his restless heart was relieved.
The little boy opened his sleepy eyes and glanced at his dad, then yawned.
”Baby, I'm sorry! My dad is late!” Feng Xinglang hugged his younger son tightly in his arms, his voice hoarse.
”My dad is gone, the worm feels!”
The little guy didn't seem a little bit pleased or even annoyed by the arrival of his dad.