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

　　Chapter 775 - Losing Hatred, Not Weakness

　　"Feng Xinglang, I'm going out to meet a friend tonight!"

　　During dinner, the little guy made his small request.

　　"Friend? What friend? "

　　Feng Xinglang asked calmly.

　　"The teacher said: Parents must respect the child's privacy!"

　　The little guy didn't directly tell his father Feng Xinglang that he was going to see the foster father Hetun.

　　Just based on the words that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang had said the day before yesterday, 'get out', the little guy knew that it would definitely not work if he directly said it.

　　"No!"

　　As expected, before he could even say anything about the foster father Hetun, this b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang rejected him with a single word.

　　"How dare you! I dare to tell what just happened to Mommy!"

　　Of course, the little guy was not a vegetarian type. He knows how to blackmail someone.

　　For small things like 'blackmailing', this was something that the little guy often did in the Pater Castle.

　　Under normal circ.u.mstances, using this move to threaten Xing Si and Xing Wu was very useful!

　　However, it seemed as if he wasn't fond of Xing Lao and the Old Tweleve at all! Especially Old Tweleve, who was such a big person and yet still wanted to fight for his favor!

　　The world of children was always so simple.

　　"What happened just now?" Xueluo asked curiously.

　　"Cough, cough!" Feng Xinglang coughed lightly, feigning calmness, "Your mother is extremely satisfied with every part of my body!"

　　"Feng Xinglang! What nonsense are you talking in front of your children? You are an elder, a father! Look out for your own words and actions! "

　　Under Feng Xinglang's influence, the woman's attention was successfully diverted away.

　　As they were about to let go, Feng Xinglang sternly reminded his son, Linnuo, "Nuonuo, you can't tell anyone else about this! This is about your father's reputation, do you understand? "

　　"Got it!" That sort of embarra.s.sing thing, even if I were to tell others, it would cause me to lose face! "

　　When sending his son downstairs, Xueluo pestered the little guy along the way.

　　"Nuonuo, you love to kiss mommy the most, right? Tell your mother. "

　　"I can't say anymore!" This is a secret between us men! You have to keep your word when you kiss your son! "

　　The little guy abided by his own little principles.

　　"Fifteen."

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er had been waiting outside the hospital for a long time, and when he saw that Xueluo had brought the other party out, he immediately went to welcome him.