Chapter 2492: Dear little girl Lin (1/2)
When Feng Xinglang woke up, the bedroom was warm and warm.
The little son was lying beside him, quiet and well-behaved. He has been waiting for his father Feng Xinglang to wake up.
”Daddy, are you awake?”
Seeing that his father was awake, the little guy hurried forward to carefully raise his father's neck and put a pillow underneath.
”Little worm ... when? Are you always there?”
Feng Xinglang lightly exhaled a bit of gas just after waking up, looked around and asked, ”What about caterpillars?”
”Big Worm went to Daddy for supper ...”
The little guy has been with his dad all the time, the purpose is not as simple as filial piety, ”Daddy did you tell Big Bug that I agreed to pick Xiao An'an home?”
”A bit out of business? Give the naughty girl some lessons ... Wouldn't it be better for her to converge?”
Feng Xinglang thought about it: It was good to let Cong An'an reflect on herself for a few days. All day screaming bullying his Feng Xinglang's pro son ... also quite punished!
”Daddy, Ann is alone in foster care, she will be afraid of uncomfortable!” Feng Chong insect opened his star eyes. When his father fell asleep just now, he mentioned to Cong Gang that he wanted to pick up Xiao An'an, but he was rejected by the big insect Li Li. So the little guy can only pin his hopes on his father Feng Xinglang
Body up.
”Okay, when Cong just came back, my father told him.”
As a kind father, Feng Xinglang was still reluctant to let his younger son down. ”Relax, your little An'an will come back sooner or later! She is Cong Gang's only daughter!”
”By daddy ... give you a cell phone!”
The little guy gave his father, Feng Xinglang, his cell phone, which was always in his pocket.
”Did someone call your dear?” Feng Xinglang took the phone from his younger son.
”Mommy hit one ... Da Nuo also hit one. The electricity was full.”
”Your mommy?” Feng Xinglang stunned slightly, ”You don't have your mommy to say I'm dying?”
”Of course not! Little worms can't bear mommy to worry about being sad.” The little guy said loudly.
”Enough wit!”
Feng Xinglang had just turned on the phone and was about to call his wife, but his wife's phone number came in.
Sure enough, the couple is concentric!
”Dear Little Lin, do you want to be your husband?” Feng Xinglang said with a wicked voice.
”Feng Xinglang? Why did you answer the phone?”
As soon as Feng Xinglang's voice fell, his wife's verbal abuse came, ”If you don't turn on the phone again, everyone thinks you are dead ?!”
”Who is cursing me to die?” Feng Xinglang asked annoyed.
”Who else can be your great dear Mr. He Tun!”
Lin Xueluo glared at Hetun and said angrily.
In fact, it's no wonder that Lin Xueluo has an opinion on Hetun: Running early in the morning to say that her husband is dead, no one will be in a good mood to change! Fortunately, her husband is still alive, or Lin Xueluo really wants to quarrel with Hetun.
When Lin Xueluo opened Feng Xinglang's mobile phone, He Tun and Jiang Jiu were surprised. They will inevitably wonder if the person who is talking to Lin Xueluo is Feng Xinglang himself!
The thrilled Hetun stepped forward quickly and grabbed the mobile phone in the hands of his daughter-in-law Lin Xueluo.
”Aran ... Aran ... is it really you? Are you still alive?”