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　　Chapter 700: How dare you think of yourself as a bad person!

　　The little guy used a coquettish and adorable tone.

　　He had been hanging out with his b.a.s.t.a.r.d father these past few days, and now all sorts of people were showing off.

　　He clearly knew that using such a method would make the adult more suitable for his needs.

　　"Good!" Your foster father is willing to take the bait! "

　　Hetun actually agreed to the little guy's conditions, and even made such childish actions with the little thing. Although his movements were clumsy, but in Xueluo's eyes, it was still very warm.

　　Xueluo hoped even more that the Hetun would show more goodwill towards this world, and not be filled with hostility before.

　　Presumably, Hetun would no longer make things difficult for Feng Xinglang, right? Feng Xinglang was his only son.

　　Xueluo thought: The reason why Hetun did not die from shame from what he had done, was mostly because of the hidden joy in his heart.

　　A mad joy!

　　Because: Feng Xinglang was the biological son of his and his beloved woman!

　　To a certain extent, this was enough to make his Hetun proud! It wasn't in vain for him to cherish and cherish that woman for his entire life.

　　Although that feeling of affection had been distorted, demonized.

　　Seeing that foster father Hetun promised it again in his own way, the little guy was finally relieved.

　　"Father, you're so kind …" Fifteen loves her father the most! "

　　The standard of this little guy's good manners had clearly reached an even higher level.

　　When hugging her mother, he would say that he loved her mother the most; when he was having fun with his father, Feng Xinglang, he would also be coaxed that he loved his father the most, like a b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

　　They were both his favorites!

　　"My foster father loves fifteen as well!"

　　Hetun seemed to be a lot more relaxed, his aged face also revealed a trace of a smile. He hugged Little Fifteen with extreme warmth and satisfaction, as if he just couldn't hug him enough no matter what. He just wanted to continue to hug him like this forever.

　　In that moment of warmth, a strange scene flashed past Xueluo's mind: If Hetun and Feng Xinglang were to embrace, what kind of hair-raising scene would that be?

　　Or perhaps, it would never appear again in this life!

　　Hetun was intimate with Little Fifteen for a while, then he glanced at Xueluo who was sitting quietly, and said to the little guy: "Fifteen, this time, foster father brought you a lot of gifts. Last time, he got someone to give you the intellect - Luo. Follow Old Tweleve to your room. "