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　　It felt like he was not criticizing his own daughter, but looking down on the dirt on her hands?

　　Feng Xinglang, who had failed to touch Xiao An's face, seemed to be a little unresigned, and once again reached out his hand …

　　When Little An An saw the bad uncle reaching out his unwashed hand again, she immediately tilted her head to the side.

　　"Dad, don't you dare touch her! Ann doesn't like people touching her! "

　　The little bug sealing child immediately came forward to cover An An's face. As if he had become a competent and sincere escort. His hand had already reached out, if he did not touch anything, president would lose a lot of face. Seeing that his little son was against him, Feng Xinglang changed his direction and touched Cong Gang's face. It was also a form of revenge in his eyes …

　　He pinched his cheeks hard!

　　He had a vengeful heart that said, "If you allow your daughter to bite me, I'll pinch you."

　　Cong Gang really did not expect Feng Xinglang to pinch his cheeks in retaliation.

　　Every time this happened, he would uncontrollably cras.h.!.+

　　"No!"

　　After saying that word, Xiao An immediately stretched out his hand to push Feng Xinglang's hand away. His other hand was tightly hugging Cong Gang's cheek, preventing Feng Xinglang from continuing to pinch it.

　　"You don't want me to pinch it, right? I have to pinch. He had to pinch! If you don't let me touch your hands, I will pinch your father's face... It's up to you! "

　　Feng Xinglang used a roundabout way to pinch Cong Gang's face with his other hand. He was so busy that he hit Cong Gang's face to protect it.

　　Thus, Feng Xinglang won against a sixteen month old little milk baby, and once again successfully pinched Cong Gang's cheek.

　　"Bad father, you don't have to tease An An! Anthea will cry! " It also made the little envoy of the Flower Protector, Feng Bujue's little friend, very anxious.

　　Crying was impossible, and while Feng Xinglang's evil smile was still plastered on her handsome face, she immediately threw herself forward and hugged his hand, and once again fiercely bit down … This time, the little thing used all its strength!

　　"Hiss, hmm!" He didn't want to squeeze anymore … He didn't want to squeeze anymore … Cong Gang... Cong Gang... Quick, let your daughter let go! "

　　Feng Xinglang was convinced of this little thing's ability to bite people easily.

　　It was obvious that this little thing was very protective of her father.