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　　"To find your father!"

　　The little guy tightly hugged his father's neck, finally letting his father hug him.

　　"Little Bug wants to kiss his father!"

　　Then he kissed his father on the cheek four or five times. As he kissed her, he was silently counting in his heart. The big bug said it would hug him for an hour every day and kiss him a hundred times. However, it didn't say it was to let his father kiss him or his own father, so the little guy would just treat it as a …

　　It doesn't matter who did it. As for hugging, it was definitely because his father was hugging him. Because he couldn't hold his father!

　　Facing such a sticky little son of his, of course Feng Xinglang would be 'overwhelmed by favor'.

　　The little Sealing Worm kid who was hanging in his father's arms had even casually glanced at Yan Wuyang, who was standing next to a black box. It looked quite strong, but it was also quite pitiful. After he had completed the mission for half a month, he would reward his father a little bit!

　　"Right, Buggy, who did you come with?"

　　The way Feng Xinglang asked that question was still very gentle. He didn't want his younger son to be conflicted with answering questions.

　　"Your son!" Unexpectedly, the little fellow straightforwardly answered him without even thinking.

　　"My son? Big Brother Nuonuo brought you here? " Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.

　　"It's not Nuonuo, it's the son that you lost!" The little guy harrumphed.

　　"The son I lost?"

　　Feng Xinglang really did not understand his son's weird reply, "Why does father not remember that he had lost any son?!"

　　The little fellow hugged his father's face and said in a serious tone, "My dear father, you are going too far! Why can't you remember when you lost your son? "

　　"..." Feng Xinglang frowned his eyebrows and thought for a while, but he still didn't know when he had lost any son. Besides, didn't he only have two sons? And there's even a foster son, Yan Wuyang!

　　Since his youngest son would often do some strange things and say some unimaginable things, Feng Xinglang did not ask too much at that time.

　　When Bai Mo came in, he was still carrying his little son, the Sealing Insect, in his arms.

　　Bai Mo's eyes were extremely red and swollen, and there were some bruises on his forehead.

　　"Brother Bang..." After a hoa.r.s.e wail, Bai Mo kneeled in front of Yan Bang's bone ash urns.

　　Feng Xinglang's eyes reddened once again. There was a long silence, a long silence. Just like that, Bai Mo continued to wail at the top of his lungs.

　　In comparison to Feng Xinglang's tolerance, Bai Mo would openly vent the sorrow in his heart. If he was sad, he would cry without restraint.

　　It was only when his wife called again that Feng Xinglang realized that he had forgotten to call his wife to inform her of his son's safety.

　　"Xueluo, the bugs have arrived at Yulong City."

　　Feng Xinglang's voice was hoa.r.s.e, he immediately took the phone and placed it next to his little son's mouth, "Insect, greet Mommy."

　　"Good night mother, the little bug is going to sleep!" The little guy yawned as he lay on his father's shoulder and closed his eyes.

　　"Xinglang, Yulong City still has a lot of things to do, I'll ask fourteen to bring back the bugs!" Sensing her husband's sadness, Xueluo asked gently.

　　"No need! It took so much effort for the bugs to stick to my father … I'm flattered! "

　　Feng Xinglang turned her head and kissed the warm cheeks of her youngest son, "Let him follow me tonight!"

　　"Sigh... "I never would have thought that a bug child would be so jealous!"

　　Xueluo felt that the reason his youngest son was so stubborn was entirely because of Yan Wuyang. With a sense of crisis, he was afraid of losing it? At least the way the little guy behaved was like this!