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

　　Chapter 867 - Shen City, Good daughter-in-law

　　Mommy's call was always the gentlest thing in the world to a five-year-old girl.

　　The little guy opened his arms and snuggled over, tightly wrapping them around Mommy's neck, somewhat timidly looking at his father Feng Xinglang who had unleashed such a thunderous fire.

　　"Mr. Xing, please go back first." In a few days, I will bring Nuonuo to see you. "

　　Her husband, Feng Xinglang, was already infuriated, of course Xueluo would not call him 'father';

　　Hetun nodded silently.

　　Under Xueluo's persuasion, he once again chose to retreat.

　　"What are you talking to him about?"

　　Feng Xinglang stepped forward and pulled his wife and children behind him, and glared at Hetun fiercely.

　　"You are not welcome here! Get lost! "

　　The fact that the Hetun came uninvited was undoubtedly stepping on Feng Xinglang's bottom line. His hostility also arose spontaneously.

　　The outline of Hetun's strong and st.u.r.dy face trembled, as he endured his anger, but did not erupt.

　　"Fifteen, foster father will come visit you another day." he hissed.

　　"Farewell, foster father."

　　The little guy waved his little hand towards Hetun. There was fear for her father Feng Xinglang, and there was also love for the foster father Hetun.

　　Even after the Hetun had left the Feng Family's villa, Feng Xinglang's cold and handsome face was still shrouded in a layer of frost.

　　"Nuonuo, your father is angry, quickly hug him …"

　　Xueluo lowered his voice and whispered into his son's ear.

　　At this moment, no words of comfort or comfort could bring warmth or warmth to those close to him.

　　Moreover, her husband Feng Xinglang really doted on his only son.

　　The little fellow walked over with small steps, opened its arms and hugged its father Feng Xinglang's legs, and shook it coquettishly.

　　"Father, don't be angry anymore... My foster father has already been scolded by you to leave, so don't be angry, alright? "

　　Feng Xinglang lowered his head and looked down at his son's face.

　　Once upon a time, didn't this little thing use a crossbow to meet him in battle?

　　"Nuonuo, do you like your father?"

　　Feng Xinglang spread open his big palm, and gently caressed the little fellow's beautiful short black hair. His eyes were filled with deep love.

　　"I really like it! Other than kissing your mother, Nuonuo's favorite thing to do is to b.a.s.t.a.r.d and kiss your father! "

　　"b.a.s.t.a.r.d, your father really likes you!"

　　Feng Xinglang bent over and used one arm to pick up the little thing from the ground.

　　Xueluo promised his son that he wouldn't need to go to school today.

　　She knew that her husband Feng Xinglang's injured heart needed comfort from his family. Thus, for the entire day, the father and son pair were bored with each other.

　　Even if it was his father Feng Xinglang, whose arm was injured, he would still be able to carry the little fellow on one arm.

　　With her father's company, Little Sixteen could only stand to the side. It was only when he thought about it that the little fellow called Grandpa Mo, telling him to remember to feed sixteen years old.

　　Feng Xinglang was done pacifying them, and the next person to pacify them was the Hetun.

　　To be honest, Xueluo suddenly felt that he was despicable enough!

　　He was simply a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t!

　　Wasn't it all thanks to the father and son of the Hetun that he had suffered so much humiliation?

　　Now that the father and son duo were at loggerheads, he was actually consoling them at both ends?

　　She is truly a good daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Shen City!