One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
The father and son pair looked at each other with a hint of tacit understanding.
Feng Xinglang's eyes flashed, and asked while humming: "How can you see your own son?"
"Humph!" I'm tired of playing this move on my own son! "
Using feigning sickness to win the favor of Mommy, that's what little things play with. It was just that the little guy did not expect that his father Feng Xinglang would actually use a move that had already been OUT.
"You're tired of playing … But dad is having fun! "
Feng Xinglang smiled sinisterly, "What, your son can't be jealous again, right? I have already told you that my love, your love, cannot be lacking! "
"Humph!" I'm going to tell Mommy, Say you're pretending to be sick and fighting with me! "So annoying!"
The little guy pouted and was about to go downstairs to complain when his father Feng Xinglang grabbed his little arm and sat him down.
"Don't! Which one of us is following which one of us … There's something we can discuss! "
"There's nothing to discuss! Feng Xinglang, you are too evil! I'm just a mommy, why are you arguing with me? "
"Then I'm just a wife, why are you s.n.a.t.c.hing from your father?!"
"You are an adult and I am a child! You should have let me! To love children, do you understand? "
"What about the old man? "My father is a man who roams the world..."
"I don't care how fast you run! Anyway, you can't fight with me for Mommy! "Otherwise, I'll tell my mother all about your naughty heart!"
The little guy was fierce and had no intention of sharing Mommy with his father.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. This little thing, if I don't teach it a lesson, it won't share!
He heard footsteps coming from the corridor. "Ah …" Feng Xinglang immediately covered his own ineffable place and cried out in pain.
After hearing the man's pained cry, Xueluo almost flew in.
"Xinglang, what's wrong? Is the wound hurting again? "
Xueluo immediately rushed over, and asked nervously yet painfully.
"No …." No problem! climbed onto me just now …. He was probably careless... It hurts a little! "
Heh, he's addicted to pretending to be sick?
"Nuonuo, didn't I tell you before that your father wasn't feeling well? Why are you still making trouble for him? "
Xueluo immediately turned his head sideways and scolded his ignorant son.
"Mommy, let me tell you: this b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang is pretending to be sick! Don't be fooled by him! "
"What are you pretending to be sick about?" If you do something wrong, you'll still have to keep your mouth shut! "
Xueluo directly carried his son off the bed and returned him to the ground, "Let's go downstairs and play with him!"
"Mommy, don't be silly! That b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang was just pretending to be sick! Can't you see? "
The little guy who had been hurt by his mother wanted to expose Feng Xinglang's bad intentions even more urgently.
"Alright, Feng Linnuo!" You're a pampered person, aren't you? "You're getting more and more outrageous!"
Towards his son's untamed and rebellious nature, Xueluo also had a headache.
"Mommy, you're so stupid! Feng Xinglang is really pretending to be sick! "
The little guy came forward and immediately grabbed his father Feng Xinglang's arm, "Feng Xinglang, honestly speaking, are you pretending to be sick?"
Instead, Feng Xinglang held her son's hand and affectionately kissed him.
"Xueluo, Nuonuo did not do it on purpose, don't blame him!"
"..." Heavens, how could his own father do this? How could he scam his own son like this!
"Nuonuo, Mommy can't help but blame you! But you must immediately leave the study, go downstairs to read a book, or find a group of sisters to play with! You are not allowed to affect your father's rest and recuperation! "
Xueluo picked up the little fellow who was crying out loud, and threw it outside the door of the study room without any care.
"Feng Xinglang! Be careful! "Humph!"
