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　　Chapter 582: He kissed her, with a hint of hostility!

　　"It's me!" Don't hang up! "

　　From inside the plane, Feng Xinglang's deep and slightly stern voice came out.

　　It was not hard to guess that the person who answered the phone was Lin Xueluo. If it was his son Linnuo, the little guy would have scolded him immediately.

　　Xueluo was silent for a few seconds. He just held the phone in his hand and listened quietly.

　　"Just say a few words!" It's fine scolding me! "

　　It was as if the current Feng Xinglang was so lonely that it made one's heart ache. He wanted Xueluo's consolation as if he was trying to curry favor with him.

　　This was not like himself!

　　"When will you let us leave?"

　　Thus, Xueluo followed Feng Xinglang's instructions and casually asked.

　　The body was his, Xueluo knew to cherish him. He also knew that he and his child were temporarily placed under house arrest. Having food, wine, and someone serving them was actually quite a good choice.

　　Stay and pester Feng Xinglang; going back to Hetun's side to seek shelter was not what Xueluo wanted!

　　Xueluo wanted to take his son Linnuo and leave the Shen City and lead a free and independent life.

　　Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "When you can treat me as your honest husband and when you can call me daddy sweet, I won't be locking you up like this anymore!"

　　An honest husband?

　　Xueluo especially wanted to laugh when he heard this!

　　You still want your son to call you daddy?

　　This man can really think!

　　How could a father who had abandoned his own child possibly allow his child to call him his own father from the bottom of his heart?

　　"Feng Xinglang, it's boring."

　　Xueluo said calmly: "You are still young, and are handsome and rich. The number of women who want to marry you should be as many as crossing the river, right? "As long as you work hard, it's still possible to have a football team by the time you reach the age of forty!"

　　"Alright then, it's a deal!" "When you are well, I will work hard to make you a football team before I turn forty!"

　　Listening to the woman's words, Feng Xinglang's mood seemed to become brighter and brighter.

　　"..." Xueluo choked for a few seconds, "Feng Xinglang, go find another woman! From the beginning, it was a mistake between us. "

　　"Then, let's continue on with this mistake!"

　　The man's voice was heavy. It had a deep and magnetic voice, and it no longer had the charm of the past.