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　　Chapter 599: Treatment of 'hate'

　　"You want me to sleep with Eighth Brother? Why? Ol 'Eight's feet were stinking to death … And you even grind your teeth and talk in your sleep! "

　　The boss was unhappy.

　　Amongst the foster son s, Linnuo liked to sleep with them the most. There will always be different surprises and joys.

　　"If you want to help Mommy, don't you want to?"

　　Xueluo did not explain to her son: The reason she wanted this little fellow to pester Xing Ba to sleep was because she knew that the Hetun would definitely not allow someone to beat Feng Xinglang up in front of Little Fifteen! That would only breed the little guy's hatred towards the Hetun.

　　"Definitely be willing!"

　　The little guy reluctantly dragged out his last few words.

　　Linnuo's little friend's dinner was eaten in foster father Hetun's room. It was possible that the wound on Hetun's leg had ruptured a second time, and thus, he was not willing to disappoint the little fellow during the day, so he clenched his teeth and persevered on.

　　"Foster father, let me help pinch your arm."

　　imitating the Thai technician, the little guy pinched the Hetun's other arm. The meaty little hands rubbed around Hetun's arm comfortably.

　　Hetun squinted his eyes in grat.i.tude, "Fifteen, do you hate your father Feng Xinglang?"

　　The little fellow paused for a moment, pursed its lips, then replied Hetun: "Hate!"

　　"Heh heh... You stubborn kid, you're not saying the same thing, right? If you hate him so much, why don't you go down to the bas.e.m.e.nt and destroy him with a bolt? "

　　Hetun cuddled Little Fifteen in his arms, and used his bearded chin to rub the little fellow's head.

　　"Isn't it good to lock him in the bas.e.m.e.nt? Why did you have to kill him! "

　　The little guy did not quite agree with the way the Hetun handled this' hatred '.

　　"Hm!" Makes sense! As long as my family's fifteen years like him, we'll lock him up like this! "

　　It was not only to curry favor with the always favoured Little Fifteen, it seemed that Hetun did not wish for Feng Xinglang to die too quickly either!

　　It had to be said that Feng Xinglang was indeed a rare opponent:

　　He was young, intelligent, and vigilant. He would play a different game compared to the Hetun!

　　The most important thing was: Hetun wanted to bring Feng Xinglang in front of that woman … She wanted to let that woman see, how the evil fruits of her Flouris.h.i.+ng Yang Flower would be fed back to her son with even greater intensity! … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …