Chapter 1344 - Confidence Crisis
When Feng Xinglang returned to the Feng Family, he had already finished eating.
"Is Wuyang alright?"
Xueluo, who was waiting in the living room, stepped forward to welcome him, "After you've finished eating dinner, I'll let Basong accompany me to the children's hospital."
"No need! The doctor has carefully examined the little thing, but it is only a surface bruise. "
As he tiredly sat on the living room's sofa and saw his wife's worried expression, Feng Xinglang added, "You should take good care of your Feng Family's young master first! Tomorrow morning, we will go see Wuyang together! "
Since the husband said that, Xueluo nodded his head obediently. After all, both her husband and her son were in a bad mood tonight.
"Then I'll get you some hot food."
Xueluo turned, but was hooked by the man's arm, "Sit with me! will heat up the food! "
"What's wrong?"
Xueluo hugged onto the man's cheek that was getting closer to him, "You threw Wuyang away, you must be feeling very guilty right?"
"No... The little guy's skin is really tough! If you were at that height, you wouldn't be able to hurt him! "
Feng Xinglang hugged the woman in his arms even more tightly. "Xueluo, when Nuonuo was sick … Do you really look forward to this husband of mine, this father of yours, waiting by your side? "
When it came to guilt, it was more or less a little; but the deeper guilt was that his son had lost five years of fatherly love.
Xueluo seemed to know that her husband was sentimental and smiled warmly, "When Nuonuo was young, he was quite muscular and rarely got sick! Even if there was one that was injured, Xing s.h.i.+'er and the others would take good care of him! "
Sighing lightly, he continued, "He really misses our Nuonuo's wisdom: He would never take the initiative to tell me, this mother of his, about being injured! He couldn't bear for me to cry! And later on, no matter if Nuonuo is injured or if we are locked in the little black room, I won't cry! Because only if I am strong will my son be strong! "
"I'm really sorry …"
The corner of Xueluo's eyes reddened as he listened to the man's hoa.r.s.e mutterings.
"Xinglang, promise me, don't think about the past anymore … What we need to do is to look forward to a better future. Your beloved wife and son is twice as much, and I also love you and love Nuonuo twofold! "
Xueluo lightly patted his husband's shoulder, and burrowed his head into his neck.
Feel his breath, smell his scent. How much did he love this man …
After the meal, Feng Xinglang took a bath in the ma.s.sage bathtub.