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　　Chapter 646: Correcting the Distorted Conception of Life

　　Little Linnuo deeply felt sorrow for her father.

　　This was because until the morning of the next day, her mother did not ask her any questions regarding her father, Feng Xinglang.

　　That included his father's injuries.

　　Big Dot asked a lot of questions.

　　She thought that Mommy was just angry at the b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father, but Mommy appeared very calm. It was as if she did not love her father, Feng Xinglang!

　　Mommy doesn't love b.a.s.t.a.r.ds anymore. What should he do?

　　If he wanted to have his own mother and his scoundrel's father, wouldn't he have failed?

　　The sudden ringing of the phone made the little guy stop drinking milk and run back to his room to get his phone. Then, she acted cute and fawned over Xueluo, sending it to her mother's side.

　　"Kissing Mommy, it's that b.a.s.t.a.r.d's dad's phone call. It's for you. "

　　Xueluo didn't even look at it, and directly calmly refused, "Mommy doesn't want to pick up his phone. Nuonuo, don't make Mommy, your darling, unhappy, okay? "

　　After the attentive little guy was rejected, his face showed obvious melancholy. He gloomily ran into the washroom with the ringing phone.

　　"Nuonuo, do you want to kiss your father?"

　　The phone call was indeed from his father, Feng Xinglang.

　　"I don't want to!"

　　The little guy's voice was listless.

　　"Don't want to? "Why?"

　　Feng Xinglang, who was on the other end of the phone, could no longer remain calm, "Did your mom teach you any bad thoughts about your father again? Let your mother answer the phone! "

　　"Mommy said she doesn't want to answer your phone! Because she will be unhappy! "

　　The little fellow pa.s.sed on Mommy Xueluo's words to its father.

　　"Seems like your mommy is lacking nourishment!" Don't worry, when my father's health is better, he will definitely satisfy her. Let her love me enough not to want it. "

　　Feng Xinglang was still confident that she was playing a joke on him.

　　"We'll see when the time comes!"

　　The little guy sighed, and asked suspiciously, "Feng Xinglang, can you do it? Mommy really doesn't seem to love you this time! "

　　Being suspected of her charm by her own son, Feng Xinglang became even more talkative.

　　"Don't worry, your father is holding it! Otherwise, how could you be so handsome and smart? "

　　"Then I'll consider it as you …"

　　The little guy vaguely acknowledged his father's boasting.