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

　　Chapter 947 - Wishful thinking

　　From the bottom of his heart, Xueluo really liked the little sticky girl.

　　Especially after the last time when the cute little girl helped her comb her hair and put on makeup, it gave birth to a strong desire of Xueluo to have a daughter as a cotton-padded jacket!

　　Seeing a four year old child crying in grievance, Xueluo indeed couldn't bear it anymore.

　　However, when she saw his husband Feng Xinglang cuddling the little thing in his arms, she felt a little sour.

　　Heavens, he was actually arguing with a four year old baby over gains and losses?

　　That was enough!

　　Xiao Hu, the chauffeur who was pus.h.i.+ng the wheelchair at the time, was still in the state of shock that he was in when he was in the Ghastly Graveyard.

　　It didn't matter if it was a show of love, or a battle of wits and courage. There was almost no time to think about it.

　　Immersed in his world of fear, he had forgotten to push his wheelchair back to his villa; he had allowed Second Master Feng Xinglang to handle this troublesome sister-in-law relations.h.i.+p in his own way in the courtyard.

　　This time, she really became a sister-in-law who expressed her goodwill to her brother-in-law!

　　and even used the innocent Feng Tuantuan as a medium!

　　Feng Tuantuan used her soft little hands and took out a Mango Pie from the box, feeding it to Uncle's mouth.

　　Maybe he was really hungry, or maybe he just wanted to tease his niece, who was just crying. Feng Xinglang bit off more than half of the apple pie in one bite, and almost bit into the little hand that was full of meat.

　　"Uncle, you bit into my hand."

　　The little cutie giggled happily. He immediately took his fingers out from Feng Xinglang's mouth.

　　Feng Xinglang slowly chewed on the Mango Sect in his mouth as he withdrew his expression.

　　"What's wrong, Uncle? "Don't you like mango pie?"

　　Bound Boat asked nervously. She really hoped that Uncle would like to eat the Mango Pie that she had learned to make all day.

　　"Mn," Feng Xinglang snorted. "Indeed, it doesn't suit Uncle's taste! Uncle still likes to eat the Mango Pie your uncle made for me! "

　　Why did this answer sound so pretentious?

　　"But Mummy's Mango Pie tastes really good, don't you think?"

　　Before he gave it to Uncle to taste, the little guy had already tasted it.

　　"That's because this Mango Pie is filled with your mother's love for you. Similarly, Uncle thinks that the Mango Pie cooked by my aunt is delicious because my aunt's love for Uncle is filled to the brim! So, Uncle only likes to eat Mango Pie cooked by Aunt! "

　　Feng Xinglang's explanation carried an element of philosophy that little cutie could not understand.

　　The little cutie could only nod her head in confusion.

　　"Anyway, my dear dad doesn't like to eat anything made by your mommy! He only likes to eat what my mommy cooks! It's that simple! "

　　Linnuo's little friend made the last simple and crude statement.

　　Compared to Uncle's tactful and philosophical answer, Big Brother Nuonuo's straightforward and crude reason made the group understand even more.

　　Before the cute tears fell, Feng Xinglang rubbed a kiss on her face that could be broken by the flick of a finger.

　　"Be a good girl and don't send Uncle anything to eat in the future. Your uncle will take good care of Uncle! "

　　Slightly paused, Feng Xinglang used his fingers to wipe away the tears on Xiao Kui's face, "But Uncle really hopes that you can come and visit Uncle and Aunt on a regular basis! And your big brother Nuonuo! "