Xing s.h.i.+'er's voice was very low. It was slightly slurred.

　　"How is it? It seems that your reputation is not as great as your father's!"

　　It was even better to make the little thing explode than to make him cry. If he knew that the little guy would cry like this, Feng Xinglang might really cancel his trip to Pater Castle this time.

　　"Feng Xinglang, you are too narrow-minded!" The little guy cried out again.

　　"Xing s.h.i.+'er said that he only wanted to see me alone … What does it have to do with dad? Feng Linnuo, can you be more unreasonable? Father is so innocent! "

　　Feng Xinglang glanced at his wife who was at the entrance of the corridor, and immediately caught up with her.

　　"Nuonuo is good, go with Mommy to see if your foster father has lost enough liquid."

　　Xueluo picked up the little thing that was chattering loudly.

　　It took a lot of effort for Xing s.h.i.+'er to open the door, he did not want his husband's hard work to go down the drain.

　　"Feng Xinglang, you don't need to fierce Old Tweleve! Otherwise, Mommy and I will ignore you! "

　　Little friend Linnuo, who was carried away by Mommy, threatened worriedly.

　　When Feng Xinglang came in, Xing s.h.i.+'er was standing by the window. He probably wasn't looking at the scenery outside the window because the thick curtains were tightly closed. Even the light was barely able to penetrate through.

　　"Close the door!"

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er growled. The thin figure in the loose pajamas looked somewhat hollow.

　　Only then did Feng Xinglang realize that Xing s.h.i.+'er was only a young boy in his twenties! And yet, he had experienced so much suffering!

　　He probably treated the Hetun as his own father! He was even more intimate than his own son!

　　Feng Xinglang didn't ask anything, nor did he say anything. He walked over, and gently hugged Xing s.h.i.+'er who had turned his head to the side and avoided him.

　　Such a silent action could really move others to death!

　　It didn't seem like he was stirring things up, but more so than that! The warmth in his heart was unbearable!

　　Actually, Feng Xinglang didn't like to stir things up. This kind of action was just an act of his experience.

　　Back when he was accompanied by the burnt Feng Lixin, he would silently and soundlessly embrace Feng Lixin, letting him feel his care and care!

　　It was not a question of how warm he was!

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er's body was trembling, shaking uncontrollably. He kept turning his head to the side so that Feng Xinglang wouldn't be able to see the left side of his face.

　　But Feng Xinglang could feel that Xing s.h.i.+'er was probably crying. Like a child with no sense of security.

　　Actually, half of Xing s.h.i.+'er's left cheek was wrapped in gauze, so Feng Xinglang couldn't even see the extent of his injury. But from the back of his head, the left side of his scalp must have been ripped off.

　　"What a handsome young man …" This time, I'm afraid we really have to break our relations.h.i.+p! "

　　Feng Xinglang teased Xing s.h.i.+'er, but he did not expect Xing s.h.i.+'er, who was in his embrace, to cry until she was trembling even more.

　　"I'm just teasing you!"