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

　　Chapter 878 - Cry, cry with all your might!

　　The bright and beautiful morning was disturbed by the sound of Feng Tuantuan's wailing.

　　Feng Xinglang who had woken up early in the morning was about to do a little thing to the lady in his arms, when Feng Tuantuan who was barefooted ran in while crying.

　　"Uncle, can you take me to see my mother? "I've missed Mommy so much …"

　　The little cutie's aggrieved cry resounded through the entire room; her tears fell straight down.

　　Such a pitiful appearance really made one's heart ache.

　　"You only want your mother, and not your father, Feng Lixin?"

　　Feng Xinglang was just turning around, using a blanket to cover his high and mighty body.

　　It was very obvious that Feng Xinglang, who was just bawling and crying, did not directly answer him.

　　"Mommy has been taken away by the bad guys. Mommy could be in danger. "I don't want to lose Mommy …"

　　Little cutie woke up from her sleep. She dreamed that her mommy had been taken away by bad people.

　　The crying sounds became louder, almost to the point of being hoa.r.s.e.

　　"Be good, and don't cry anymore …" Your Uncle is trying to find a way to find your mommy! "

　　Seeing that the little thing was crying pitifully, Xueluo immediately went to comfort the crying Feng Tuantuan.

　　"Aunt... Could Mommy be dead? He was so scared … I want Mommy! "

　　The little fellow muttered as it sobbed uncontrollably. His small face was covered in tears.

　　"Be good, no more crying!"

　　Xueluo held up the little thing, "If only Mummy saw how sad her daughter is crying, how sad she would be? "So, I won't cry anymore. Uncle and mom will help you wash up. We'll clean up and not cry, just wait for Mommy to come home, okay?"

　　The little guy stopped crying and nodded vigorously, but it could not help but gasp.

　　Watching as the woman carried the little thing into the washroom, Feng Xinglang's thick eyebrows slightly furrowed.

　　At the breakfast table, Feng Tuantuan sat there with a pair of pitiful teary eyes.

　　"Little slug, what's so good about your big witch's mother? It would be best if she didn't come back! Let me find you a gentle and obedient stepmother, like Joe. "

　　Pausing for a moment, Linnuo changed his words, "It's still better not to be like little Qiao, and be like me kissing Mommy is already pretty good!"

　　The little guy was unable to forgive Little Qiao's refusal.

　　"Wow..."

　　Feng Tuantuan started to wail again, "I only want my mommy … Don't even think about stepmother, they're all great witches! "

　　"Your mother is not much better than the Great Witch!"

　　Little friend Linnuo choked on his sister's words again.

　　Feng Tuantuan cried even more fiercely, "Bundle of mommy isn't the Great Witch! I want my mommy! "

　　"Cry, cry with all your might! See if you can make your witch's mother cry! "

　　Little Linnuo drank her milk leisurely as she watched Feng Tuantuan cry.

　　When something gets used to it, it won't be so annoying anymore.

　　At this moment, Linnuo did not feel that the crying Feng Tuantuan was annoying nor did he feel that she was pitiful.

　　This was because Linnuo rarely used crying methods to express her sorrow and sadness.

　　The little guy really wanted to put in a boiled egg and stuff it into Feng Xiao's mouth.

　　Feng Xinglang was silent the entire time.

　　He could see and hear the sound of his niece Feng Tuantuan's tears, but he did not step forward to comfort her.

　　He just let the little guy whimper like that.

　　Xueluo glanced at his husband Feng Xinglang, and scolded his son: "Nuonuo, you are not allowed to bully Little sister Wu Huan."