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Chapter 572: This is what you're playing at!
His overflowing fatherly love shot out like an arrow, Feng Xinglang anxiously rushed towards the chest in the hallway.
The moment the chest was opened,'s eyes lit up: His son was curled up with his small body, and sure enough, was peacefully sleeping inside.
"Nuonuo, Nuonuo..."
Feng Xinglang tenderly called out twice, immediately going to caress his son Nuonuo's face and body.
The little guy did not respond to Feng Xinglang's call, and continued to sleep soundly. And there was a sickly flush on her small face.
Feng Xinglang calmly checked his son's breath: The little guy's breathing was even, and his little body felt warm.
It was probably just a brief, drug-induced lethargy.
Just as Feng Xinglang was about to hug his son and kiss him, Xing San's voice came out from the phone.
"Feng Xinglang, let me remind you that old Xing has already arrived at You Shan and Meimei. He is currently searching for his beloved little brother Fifteen."
In other words, it would not be so easy for Feng Xinglang to take his son Linnuo away from here safely.
Feng Xinglang took off the cashmere coat on his body, and wrapped it around Nuonuo to keep him warm.
Looking down from behind the curtains in the corridor: It was just as Xing San had said, Xing Ba was walking into the main hall of You Shan and Mei De with two others.
Xing San, this b.a.s.t.a.r.d, actually started playing with me!
Xing San was treacherous!
Of course, he would prevent this ruthless person, Feng Xinglang, from stumbling into his business of 'hugging a beauty and returning them to their home' after obtaining his son Linnuo.
As a result, with the partic.i.p.ation of Xing Family Eight, this game was immediately upgraded!
Feng Xinglang did not have the time to consider whether or not Xing Ba's group had called to notify them. What he needed to do now was to bring his son Linnuo out of this place safely.
The entire floor had been cleared, which was not safe for Feng Xinglang and his son.
Feng Xinglang carried his son who was deep asleep with one hand, while carrying the box with the other, he walked to the end of the corridor.
"Ahh …"
A sharp and terrified scream came out from the Ocean View Room where he had dined with Lan Youyou just now.
That was Lan Youyou's voice.
Feng Xinglang only stopped for a short while, then tightened his grip, and left with his son Linnuo and the box.