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　　Chapter 487 - Five years later, Lin Xueluo, even more so without shame

　　With Xing s.h.i.+'er's agility, he could easily cover Little Fifteen's protruding eyes.

　　But in that instant, the decision that Xing s.h.i.+'er made was: for the little guy to personally see the mosaic level image in the resting room.

　　It didn't matter whether Feng Xinglang revealed his ident.i.ty or not.

　　Since everyone was a man, Xing s.h.i.+'er and Little Fifteen would have it with him. It was just that his elephant's nose had a beard, while the little elephant's nose had no beard. That was the only difference!

　　As for Lin Xueluo … The little thing grew up drinking her milk when she was young, so the awkward index that people saw wouldn't be too high.

　　They thought that when the little guy saw his naked mother Lin Xueluo, he would cry out; but Xing s.h.i.+'er had already prepared to cover his mouth.

　　Unexpectedly, the first reaction of the little fellow was silence. Silence as she bit her lip. Two seconds later, the little guy instinctively covered Xing s.h.i.+'er's eyes, and warned in a low voice:

　　"Old Tweleve, don't look! My mommy is naked. "

　　The little fellow seemed a little embarra.s.sed. However, in his embarra.s.sment, he felt a deep hatred for that b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father.

　　Hetun's goal was achieved! Even if he didn't use a threatening method, he could make Little Fifteen hate his own father!

　　What the Hetun s below wanted to do was to take the initiative and tell Feng Xinglang: "Little Fifteen is actually his and Lin Xueluo's flesh and blood."

　　And after that, when Little Fifteen wanted to deal a ruthless blow to Feng Xinglang, the b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father, Feng Xinglang would definitely not resist at all!

　　Originally, Hetun had wanted Little Fifteen and Feng Xinglang to kill each other. After Feng Xinglang killed his own son, Hetun would tell Feng Xinglang about Little Fifteen's background … But Hetun seemed to be reluctant to part with this small thing!

　　Almost every day, he would grow up with the company of his Hetun. Even if it was a small dog, after getting along with it for a long time, it would develop feelings for it. What's more, this fifteen little thing was really to Hetun's liking.

　　In the office, Ye Xiaonian was still half a beat slower when he tried to grab Feng Tuantuan. The cute girl's forehead still knocked on the edge of the tea table.

　　As the small b.a.l.l.s were running in a rush and with great force, the amount of force required to hit the tea table was not small. 'Dong!' A m.u.f.fled sound was heard, surprising Feng Tuantuan and causing him to let out a heart-tearing and lung-splitting wail.

　　"Bang, bang!"

　　Ye Xiaonian picked up the cute girl, who had been knocked onto the carpet, "Tuan Tuan, don't cry. Tell Uncle Ye where it hit."

　　"My head hurts... "Wow..."

　　The little guy's wails were loud and urgent; she was practically crying with all her strength. However, he did not know that the more he cried, the more painful the wound on his forehead would be.

　　Ye Xiaonian was shocked to discover that fresh blood had spilled out from her forehead.

　　Although Ye s.h.i.+ Nian was also a lackey who went berserk on the blade, he had seen quite a few b.l.o.o.d.y scenes. However, when he saw Feng Tuantuan, that soft little thing, bleed, he was instantly shocked.

　　He was the same as Feng Xinglang, he had doted on this little thing, Feng Tuantuan, almost to the depths of his bones. It was not only because he loved Lan Youyou, but also because he was a very likeable person.

　　"Brother Lang... Brother Lang... Come out, you're bleeding! Brother Lang... "