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

　　"Nuonuo... Nuonuo! Your son... "

　　When Feng Xinglang's second call came, the little guy was no longer able to sit still.

　　It had been a month since he last saw his father. Although he could call his father on the phone every day, the little guy still missed his own father very much.

　　No one's love could replace the love of their biological father, Feng Xinglang; furthermore, Linnuo's little friend was a child who was missing five years of fatherly love!

　　"Mommy, when you should be reserved, you should not be, when you shouldn't be, you should be!"

　　Overall, the little guy was still unable to completely understand what 'reservation' meant. Perhaps from his point of view, the so-called 'reservation' was to not let Mommy get too close to her father. Furthermore, as long as her father was by his side, she would be stupefied!

　　The little guy said as he climbed down from his chair, "I don't want to compete with you! I want to go out and teach him a lesson: that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang, who has left his wife and children here for so long, has gone! "

　　Watching his son's small figure running to his husband's embrace, Xueluo felt a sour taste in his nose again.

　　She knew that her son wanted him to be his father! Every time he received a call from Feng Xinglang, the little guy would be exceptionally happy.

　　"b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang … Why did you only just arrive!? Wife and children have been waiting for you for a long time! "

　　In one breath, the little fellow rushed to the great hall. When it saw its father, Feng Xinglang, standing in the great hall, it took a deep breath and rushed over.

　　"My good son... Quick, let your father hug you well! "

　　Feng Xinglang opened his arms and tightly hugged the little thing that was rus.h.i.+ng over.

　　"Feng Xinglang... You're so annoying! It's been so long since I've come to pick up my wife and children! "

　　The little fellow originally wanted to be arrogant and spoiled, but the moment he was hugged by his father, his eyes turned red.

　　"Sorry …" Father is truly very sorry! I've caused you and Mommy to suffer! "

　　Feng Xinglang kissed his son's cheek, using his tall and straight nose to gently rub against the little guy.

　　"Do you know how to miss your wife and children now? If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have let you hug me! "

　　The little guy humphed with arrogance, his little hands wrapped around his father's neck, and lightly nudged Feng Xinglang with his head.