"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry back to the company. "Today, the breeding ground caught two wild pheasants. I've specially made people boil some good soup and sent it to the office. I'll be waiting for you to come back for a drink!"

　　Xueluo was concerned about his man wholeheartedly, and knew that he was really tired after this trip to Pater Castle.

　　"Received … My husband immediately flew back to drink my wife's chicken soup! "

　　"Drive slowly! I left them for you! Safety first! " Xueluo shouted.

　　This kind of me has you in my heart, and you have me in your heart.

　　When Feng Xinglang returned to his office, his little friend Yan Wuyang was already tasting the wild chicken soup on behalf of his G.o.dfather.

　　The little guy couldn't eat meat. Even if it was chicken soup, it could only be drunk on a few sips.

　　"Xinglang, you're back … I've already prepared it for you, go wash your hands first. "

　　Yan Wuyang's little friend, who was happily eating the delicious chicken soup a moment ago, became extremely excited when he saw Feng Xinglang.

　　"Yan Wuyang, can you keep a low profile? Every time you see the President Feng, everyone will think that you are his illegitimate child! "

　　As for the little guy being unusually fond of president, Nina was also very depressed.

　　He really didn't know if this little thing had inherited his father, Yan Bang, and it looked like it was seeing him when it saw Feng Xinglang …

　　"Hahaha... I feel that Wuyang has probably truly mistaken his biological father! "

　　Xueluo was amused by Yan Wuyang's silly look, "Isn't that so, little Wuyang?"

　　Seeing that his own woman was so cheerful, Feng Xinglang did not mention anything about Gentleman Bai being hospitalized with serious illness.

　　"Big sister Nina, why don't you have some wild mountain chicken soup? I'll help you hug Wuyang for a while."

　　"I won't bother you, president's wife!"

　　As Nina spoke, she pushed Yan Wuyang, who she couldn't wait, into president's embrace:

　　"President Feng, your arms are long, hugging Wuyang will not affect your drinking the soup! Please put on a gentleman's demeanor and let me and president's wife have a leisurely lunch. "

　　With these words, Feng Xinglang couldn't even refuse if he wanted to.

　　Yan Wuyang's little friend who had snuck into Feng Xinglang's embrace hugged his face.

　　"Ah?" You're really going to bite? "