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　　Chapter 672: Of course it's crowded!

　　His heart was heavy, but even colder.

　　With Feng Xinglang's previous hostility, even if it was him who was injured, he could still throw himself into his arms with ten Lin Xueluo.

　　You even want her to leave as she pleases? There wasn't even a door!

　　But tonight, Feng Xinglang seemed to be patient and considerate enough, he did not quarrel with Xueluo and his mother. After playing the Charm card, he continued to play the sympathetic cards. There had to be a way to capture her, Lin Xueluo.

　　"Xueluo, can you not leave me alone?"

　　Feng Xinglang's voice was hoa.r.s.e, it sounded like it came from the depths of his throat.

　　"You guys have already left me alone for five years … Can you take pity on me and let me get a little closer to you and your mother? "

　　As expected, the woman stopped in her tracks. Therefore, Feng Xinglang continued to lower his stance to gain sympathy.

　　"If you think I'm not fit to touch you and your son, then wouldn't it be better if I slept on the floor?"

　　Xueluo bit her lips, "Feng Xinglang, you are a dignified Feng Family, do you need to act so lowly and pitifully? He even made a pallet? Do you know how the floorboards were beaten? "

　　"How could I not know? In these five years, no matter if it was sleeping in the orphanage, going to Stone Bamboo County, or disturbing Yuan Duoduo, sometimes sleeping on the car, sometimes sleeping on the sofa, sometimes sleeping in the cave … I've slept wherever you might have gone! "

　　Feng Xinglang's words made the tears in Xueluo's eyes start to tear up. How could this man not be so emotional? Did she have to say that her heart felt like it was being pierced by needles?

　　"Mommy, let's not leave this Feng Xinglang b.a.s.t.a.r.d behind. What if he vomited blood again and the room was empty? What if he died? Then Nuonuo doesn't have a father! "

　　His son Linnuo's words further increased the pain in Xueluo's heart. This father and son duo really knew how to act tragic dramas.

　　Ten minutes later, the family of three was lying on a one-metre bed.

　　Of course it would!

　　With Feng Xinglang's robust physique, he quickly took up one metre of s.p.a.ce, while Xueluo and his son Linnuo had only slept half a metre apart.

　　The little guy was lying horizontally between his biological father and mother, preparing for the possibility of Feng Xinglang invading his mother at any time.

　　There is not only a family of three, but also a quilt. Feng Xinglang was alone, while Xueluo was together with Nuonuo. It was fine.