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

　　Feng Xinglang purposely said that he loved to kiss Mommy's son the most.

　　Linnuo's little friend seemed to be shocked, but with his intelligence, he immediately retorted: "Of course I don't want to kiss my son! But I can't bear to let my own son kiss you! "

　　"Your son will bestow this glorious task to your father!"

　　The little guy shouted as he dragged his father Feng Xinglang to the washroom, "Come, your father!"

　　This naughty child, does her little brain need to be so useful?!

　　Feng Xinglang lowered his handsome face, and sent a flirtatious look at the woman: Obediently go upstairs and wash your face, then wait for your husband!

　　Xueluo pursed her lips, her face blus.h.i.+ng pink from embarra.s.sment.

　　Because she truly loved this man, Xueluo would gladly agree to anything he wanted her to do.

　　In fact, the heavens were not unkind to her, giving her a man that was deeply in love with her!

　　"Come on, kiss your son! Your father will help you to stink!"

　　Feng Xinglang picked up the little guy and walked towards the washroom quickly.

　　The little guy was being carried by his father and was sitting on the smart toilet. Its short legs were swinging leisurely, and it didn't seem to be using any strength at all.

　　"My good son, you really put in a lot of effort."

　　Feng Xinglang leaned on the washstand, father and son both having their own thoughts.

　　"What's the rush?" He didn't have the slightest patience to be a good father! Even stinky stinky needs to be brewed, okay? "

　　The little guy just couldn't bear to see his father and mother leave him, so the two of them locked up in the room. They couldn't bear for their mother to smell the stench, so they pulled their father, Feng Xinglang, to the same extent.

　　"My son, if you did this on purpose … That's not good! "

　　Feng Xinglang began to reason and emotionally coax the stubborn brat who didn't understand anything in his home, "Your mother is my wife, and she loves me a lot … She needs the special care of my husband so that she can be happier and sweeter, understand? "

　　"Mommy loves her son, me, and she will be happy and sweet."

　　The little guy did not quite agree with his father, Feng Xinglang's words.

　　"My good son, your love and mine are two completely different kinds of love! "For your mother, none of this is necessary!"

　　There seemed to be some words that couldn't be spoken too thoroughly; after all, the little guy was only 7 years old, so he shouldn't be too early.

　　"How about this, isn't your mother forcing you to learn Abacus? Your father is on the same side with you this time! "

　　When he mentioned that deadly bead calculation, Linnuo's little friend's head immediately dropped.

　　He could not understand: why was he fighting with an abacus at a time when the computer was so advanced?

　　The key thing was the chants. If he were to recite them, it would cost him his life!

　　"Dad, can you really persuade my mother?"

　　Linnuo asked suspiciously. However, his father, Feng Xinglang, had put forward this condition in exchange for it, which was quite attractive to him.

　　"Leave it to me! "Even though father said that he can't accept her, he still chose to submit to her!"

　　"Really? "Then it's a deal!"

　　The little guy immediately jumped off the toilet.

　　Thus, the father and son pair happily concluded their business deal.

　　"My good son, don't you want to stink?" Feng Xinglang frowned.

　　"I'm brewing again!"

　　"..." This little b.a.s.t.a.r.d! As expected, she was purposely teasing his father.

　　… ….

　　The nightgown was a little thin.

　　If you can't see it, you can see it.

　　The figure of the woman was indistinctly visible, with a hazy yet soul-stirring beauty.