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　　Chapter 631 - Helping Father Feng Xinglang escape from prison

　　Obviously, the IQ of a 5 year old little Linnuo was not high enough.

　　They were barely able to deal with Xing Si and Xing Wu, but it seemed like they had eaten a lot more than they could to deal with Xing Lao Ba.

　　Of course, this didn't stop Linnuo from feeling good about himself. He felt as if he had completely defeated Xing eighth brother in IQ.

　　This was because, at this very moment, he had already successfully avoided Xing Wu that was acting like a fart, and even avoided Xing Lao and the others. He quietly snuck into the secret room behind the doctor with the two bags of delicacies in his hands.

　　Of course, if Xing Ba had not let the little guy win on purpose, it would have helped him with his filial piety. Otherwise, even if Little Fifteen had wings, he wouldn't have been able to fly into Xing Ba's palms.

　　When the doctor finished checking all of Feng Xinglang's vital signs and signs, the little guy crawled out from under the board.

　　Feng Xinglang felt it, but he found it hard to believe: Before Hetun returned to the Pater Castle, he actually still had a chance to meet his own son.

　　"Feng Xinglang, you must be hungry. I brought you dumplings, bacon, and milk, hurry up and eat them."

　　The little guy purposely wore a pair of jeans with a back that made it easy for him to put a lot of food in. Moreover, he meticulously separated the various foods with a plastic bag.

　　Linnuo took out all of the food from his backpack and laid it on the side of his father. Then, he opened the lid of the milk bottle for his father and stuck the straw in one breath. Then, he placed it next to his father's mouth …

　　It should be a baby's milk with a picture of a baby on it. Perhaps the little guy was worried that he would attract too much attention with other milk, so he took his own child's milk.

　　Feng Xinglang didn't open her lips, but instead held her son tightly in her embrace. She wildly and dotingly kissed the little guy's cheek, the little guy's head.

　　The little fellow seemed to be stunned by the sudden display of fatherly love. She embarra.s.sedly buried her face in Feng Xinglang's shoulder. It seemed that the little fellow was not used to being pampered by his own father.

　　After all, fatherly love was missing for five years. Suddenly, a wave of fatherly love overcame him, and the little guy was truly stunned. It was as if he had eaten too many delicacies that were difficult to consume in a short period of time.