One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　Chapter 1108 - Choice of Heartcrush

　　An adult might be able to hold it in for a while, but Linnuo's little friend was only a child.

　　Under the coaxing and deceiving of his father, Feng Xinglang, he finally peed his pants, feeling extremely wronged.

　　"See if I make you feel wronged? Father is someone who condescends to be able to personally hold a bottle of water for you! "

　　Feng Xinglang consoled the little thing that was covering his nose and turning its head away in disgust.

　　After Feng Xinglang tightened the cap on the bottle, the little fellow who had been holding his breath, started to pant heavily.

　　"Ah... And the smell! "

　　However, he discovered that in the originally narrow s.p.a.ce, a turbid smell that was not pleasant to the nose was still drifting about.

　　"Haha, Kid Nuo, you really inherited your father's legacy. Even your own taste is detested! "

　　Yan Bang made fun of her. Firstly, he wanted to s.h.i.+ft the pain off his body, and secondly, he wanted to tease this little friend Linnuo who had a wronged look on his face.

　　Linnuo's little friend seemed to have discovered something.

　　"Big Bangbang, aren't you and my father stinky?"

　　"Of course not! "Otherwise, how can I stay in this room?"

　　"What if you want to stink?"

　　The little guy stubbornly asked.

　　"Just hold it in!" What else can we do? " Yan Bang reached out his hands to stroke the little guy's head.

　　"What if I can't hold it in anymore?"

　　The little fellow was still curious. He had a stubborn look on his face.

　　"..." Yan Bang was stunned. This question was really hard to answer.

　　"Then let's pull!"

　　Feng Xinglang took his son's words.

　　"Ah?" Here? Wouldn't that be very, very smelly! " The little guy was surprised.

　　"Then hold it in!"

　　"What if I can't hold it in anymore?"

　　"Then pull it out!"

　　"Isn't that just stinking to death?"

　　"Then hold it in!" Feng Xinglang was patiently waiting.

　　"What if I really can't hold it in anymore?"

　　"..."

　　The father and son pair's heated and boring conversation was truly terrifying.

　　But Xueluo's nose was filled with tears. His husband, Feng Xinglang, and his husband had actually stayed in such a harsh environment for one to two days.

　　In addition, the two of them were also beaten and injured to varying degrees.

　　"Dad, your son has to be stinky!"

　　The sudden words from little friend Linnuo shocked the three of them on the spot. Including mother, Lin Xueluo.

　　"... Son, you aren't really going to pull him, are you? " Feng Xinglang frowned.

　　With such a small s.p.a.ce and such a bad ventilation situation, the little guy would really be smelly... The smell, one could only imagine how stinging it was!

　　"Hahahaha, I'm just teasing you guys!" Are you scared? "

　　"..."

　　With his own biological father and mother by his side, Linnuo's little friend didn't feel the pain of being imprisoned at all.

　　"Smelly brat, I'm trying to scare your father!"

　　Feng Xinglang hugged the little thing and kissed it a few times.

　　Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang heard a series of orderly footsteps, coming from afar, and it should be heading towards them.

　　"Xueluo, hold onto Nuonuo tightly, and follow closely behind Yan Bang and I."

　　Feng Xinglang exhorted his wife one last time, before going back to Yan Bang, "Peng, how are you? Can you walk by yourself? "

　　"It should work! Take your wife and children and leave first, I'll cover your back! "

　　In fact, Yan Bang was not sure if he could escape from this wars.h.i.+p.

　　And from Feng Xinglang's tone, the one who came to save them was Cong Gang! The person Yan Bang hated to see the most!

　　"Are you f * cking good or not?"

　　Feng Xinglang growled, and reached out and pressed down on Yan Bang's waist; Yan Bang reflexively let out a stuffy groan from the pain.