One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　Chapter 870 I'm depressed.

　　The little guy hugged his father, Feng Xinglang's, waist, and continued to dance around.

　　"Dad, are you really going to marry Joe?"

　　"Of course it's fake!"

　　Feng Xinglang curled his fingers, rubbed them on his son's nose for a bit, and then said sternly: "Your biological father only loves your mother! All the other women stand aside! "

　　Although Xueluo knew that these words were just Feng Xinglang toying with her son, hearing it still made her feel comfortable.

　　"I just want Little Qiao to stay at home!" The little guy was extremely angry.

　　"No way! One mountain cannot hold two tigers, do you understand? "

　　Feng Xinglang kissed his son's forehead to console him. Aren't you afraid that they will eat you, a little tiger cub, for the sake of trying to please you? "

　　"Then why does Big Dow live in our house? Big Flowers is also a female tiger! "

　　The little guy's comprehension ability was quite strong.

　　"..."

　　The conversation between father and son made Yuan Duoduo and Xueluo speechless.

　　"The nature is different! Big Duo is a good friend of your Mommy. "

　　Feng Xinglang tried his best to use a tone that his son Feng Linnuo could understand.

　　"But Little Qiao is also a good friend of mine! Mommy's best friend can stay at home, but why can't my best friend? "

　　Alright, this question was indeed a problem.

　　Logically speaking, what little friend Linnuo said was completely reasonable.

　　"Well... It was still a matter of nature! Big Dow has no desire for your father; but your little Joe's motives are impure! "

　　Feng Xinglang explained as he ate breakfast.

　　"What's not pure? Big Duo kept yelling at you, but little Qiao didn't even dare to say anything. "

　　"Then you think little Joe is better than Big Dot?" Feng Xinglang changed the topic.

　　"Nope!" I just think Big Dot can live in our house, and Little Joe can too! "

　　The little guy insisted on his own determination.

　　Feng Xinglang put down the milk gla.s.s in his hand, "Tell me the reason why you wanted Little Qiao to live with us?"

　　"What is the motive?"

　　"Just for some reason."

　　"I think little Joe can play with me every day, sleep with me, and go to school with me. When I'm stinking, she can help me wipe my PPS; when I'm walking, she can hold my hand …"

　　"Your father and mother can do these jobs, as well as the Grandpa Mo and the Grandpa Mo."

　　"But none of you are mine alone! I think little Joe belongs to me alone! "

　　"Alone?"

　　"En!"

　　"Aren't you being too selfish? Little Qiao doesn't have to go to work. Don't you have to earn money for your father? "

　　"Find another person!" "Nina is already very capable!"

　　"Alright then!" You go and say to Joe, You want her to live in your house, play with you, sleep with you, go to school with you and rub PP, and so on. As long as little Qiao agrees, there will be no problem with your father's side! "

　　"Really?"

　　"Humph!"

　　"Ah... Dad, you're so handsome! Your own son really likes you! "

　　After succeeding, the little fellow immediately became as happy as a cheetah, scurrying around everywhere on the ground.

　　"..."

　　Xueluo never thought that the conversation between father and son would actually be settled in such a way!

　　Does this Feng Xinglang really have the tempo of three wives and four concubines?

　　Xueluo glared at the man; but the man shot her a meaningful glance to show that he was relieved.

　　Actually, Feng Xinglang just wanted to give his son a vivid lesson, where he was rejected!

　　Because Feng Xinglang knew that even if he had promised Little Qiao, Little Qiao would definitely reject him!