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

　　Chapter 766

　　But Feng Lixin's family's journey this time, was destined to not be smooth sailing!

　　After these past few days of travel and exhaustion, in addition to physical and mental exhaustion, Xueluo slept soundly in Hetun for almost an entire day.

　　In the morning, Linnuo's little friend was still by her mother's side, hugging her in his arms as he begged for joy.

　　However, in the afternoon, the little guy who had just finished his afternoon nap was bored to the point that his private parts were almost popping out. He gave a light smack on the face of Mommy who was still sleeping, then quietly walked out of the room, planning to play with Old Tweleve for a short while before returning back to the room.

　　Unluckily, the Old Tweleve was not around. He was sitting in the living room, enjoying his tea.

　　There was also the silly Xing Si.

　　The one with the most nothing to do!

　　"Old Four, where is Old Tweleve?"

　　Linnuo's little friend was still unwilling to forgive Hetun, so he forced himself not to speak with him, and only asked Xing Si.

　　Xing Si could understand a small portion of the simple Chinese language, but he couldn't really speak it.

　　"Out … "He's gone!" Bad luck.

　　"Where did he go?" The little guy's comprehension ability was extremely strong.

　　Xing Si only shook his head. It was unknown whether it was because he did not understand the little fellow's words, or because he really did not know where Xing s.h.i.+'er had gone to.

　　"I told Old Tweleve to investigate some things. We should be back before lunch! "

　　Hetun left the cultivation of his body and soul. He stood up and walked to Little Fifteen's side and bowed as he held the little fellow. The little fellow, on the other hand, did not give him any face and turned away.

　　"Are you still angry at your foster father?"

　　How could the cunning Hetun be troubled by a spoiled little thing?

　　"If you don't give me a hug, I won't let you cook dinner for your mommy! Hungry your mother, are you willing? "

　　Of course not! The little guy pursed his lips, and in the end, chose to submit and stretch his arms out for his mother. He reluctantly let Hetun hug him.

　　"You little thing …" Why are you so stubborn? It's exactly the same as your father's. "

　　Hetun patted the depressed little fellow in his arms while speaking to himself with a gentle voice.

　　"Fifteenth, there's something that G.o.dfather wants to discuss with you …"