"Putong."

　　A m.u.f.fled sound echoed through the quiet night.

　　"Father … Father... My son fell to the ground! "

　　The little fellow who was woken up rubbed his tender cheeks in pain, using his hands to push his sleeping father, Feng Xinglang.

　　Before going to sleep, Feng Xinglang could still act like a loving father, tightly hugging his precious son in his arms, and the father and son could even fall asleep close to each other.

　　However, that simple plank bed was too small. Feng Xinglang who was only 1.85 meters stretched out his limbs; It was fine before he went to sleep, but he knew that he was holding his own life in his arms; however, after sleeping … Feng Xinglang smoothly flipped over, half letting go of her embrace, and then the little fellow fell out of his embrace!

　　Cong Gang, who had been played around by Feng Xinglang and his son for half a night, would also have times to take a nap. Moreover, he was injured! When the little guy rolled off the ground, he instinctively wanted to jump over to pick up the little thing, but he was still half a beat too slow due to his injuries.

　　"Nuonuo, did you fall?" Cong Gang asked.

　　"No... "It's just that my P-share is a bit painful!"

　　The little guy rubbed his little b.u.t.t while pus.h.i.+ng his sleeping father forward.

　　, who was still drowsy, looked at his son underneath the bed with shock. "Nuonuo? Why did you get out of bed? Do you need to pee? "

　　"b.a.s.t.a.r.d, your father!" Your own son was pushed out of bed by you! "

　　The little guy discontentedly hummed, "You only know that you're sleeping. You squeezed your son out of bed and you're still sleeping!"

　　"Dropped off the bed? Did you fall? "

　　Feng Xinglang reached out his long arm and pulled the little fellow back into his embrace.

　　"It fell! "It hurts!"

　　"Where did he fall?"

　　"I've fallen on P shares!" Quickly ma.s.sage me! "

　　"Alright, let your father ma.s.sage for you..."

　　Looking at the father and son pair squeezed onto a small bed, Cong Gang said in a bland voice, "Nuonuo, come sleep at my place."

　　"No need for the big caterpillar! "You're still injured, but if I accidentally kick you, you'll be injured a second time."

　　The sleepy little guy yawned, "My dad has already thrown me once, so he definitely won't dare to throw me a second time! Otherwise, if Mommy finds out, she'll definitely scold him to death! "

　　The little fellow in the arms of his father, Feng Xinglang, quickly returned to dreamland.

　　Seeing that the little fellow had fallen asleep, Cong Gang did not say anymore.

　　But the trees want peace, and the wind does not stop …

　　"Cong Gang, I don't mind sleeping with you …" It was Feng Xinglang who spoke in a hushed tone.

　　"I do!"