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

　　Chapter 894 - Feng Xinglang becoming a father by blood once again

　　At this moment, Linnuo's little friend was completely confused.

　　He turned his head over and looked at Feng Tuantuan who was screaming at him. He never thought that a little slug who only cried normally would dare to p.r.i.c.k his hand with a fruit fork! And it really got hit by her!

　　"Nuonuo..."

　　Xueluo cried out in alarm, and immediately rushed forward to check the back of his son's hand;

　　Feng Xinglang quickly pulled his son Linnuo into his embrace.

　　The fork wasn't too deep, it was just the surface of the skin.

　　But two holes had been pierced, and red blood was leaking out.

　　Feng Xinglang directly brought the back of his son's bleeding hand to his lips and sucked.

　　"Old Mo, get the medicine box! "Faster!"

　　Feng Xinglang roared at Butler Mo, then carried his son and walked towards the washroom.

　　He sent the little fellow's bleeding hand into the flowing water and continued was.h.i.+ng it.

　　Linnuo's little friend looked at his father, Feng Xinglang, without crying at all. He felt that his father, who was a b.a.s.t.a.r.d, was extremely nervous and distressed because he had been p.r.i.c.ked and bled profusely.

　　"Nuonuo, is it painful?"

　　Feng Xinglang asked gently, her voice slightly hoa.r.s.e from the pain.

　　The little guy pursed his lips, "It's almost time!"

　　At this moment, he was enjoying being doted upon and doted upon by his father like it was nothing.

　　For small injuries like this, the little guy was already a common occurrence in Pater Castle. The Hetun nurtured this little fellow with the purpose of nurturing the Slaughterer, so naturally, there would be many injuries and injuries on his body. Bleeding is a common occurrence.

　　Fortunately, the little fellow had always been able to endure pain.

　　The most important thing was that he couldn't bear to kiss his mother!

　　"Nuonuo, are you alright? Show Mommy your hand. "

　　Xueluo's heart ached so much that her eyes turned red.

　　"It's okay, Mommy. It doesn't hurt at all! Do you see that? They don't bleed anymore! Less blood than a mosquito bite! "

　　The little guy had gotten used to pretending to be a little man in front of his own mother, Lin Xueluo.

　　When he was in Pater Castle, he had always been like this.

　　He also wanted to act like a spoiled child, but what could he do in the face of Mummy's tears?

　　They could only choose to be strong and not let Mommy feel sad.

　　Feng Xinglang then shoved his son, who was still bleeding, into his wife Xueluo's arms. "Let Old Mo disinfect and bandage him!"

　　With that, Feng Xinglang walked out of the bathroom with a gloomy and cold face.

　　Xueluo immediately carried his son Linnuo and followed him out.

　　It struck someone, and even caused big brother Nuonuo to bleed on the back of his hand. Feng Tuantuan himself also seemed to have been scared senseless.

　　After feeling nervous, Xueluo realized: Did this little thing inherit her mother's vicious genes?

　　Although using these words to describe a four year old child was a little inappropriate, the hostility that Feng Tuantuan had was truly very unexpected!

　　Probably no one would have thought that a cute little girl that could only cry would actually use a fruit fork to stab them!

　　Feng Lixin half squatted on the carpet, teaching his daughter something.

　　Seeing Feng Xinglang walking out of the bathroom with a cold face, Feng Lixin immediately asked, "Xinglang, is Nuonuo alright?"

　　Feng Xinglang did not respond to Feng Lixin's question. Instead, he walked towards Feng Tuantuan who was occasionally sobbing.

　　"Man Man, quickly apologize to Uncle."

　　Seeing the anger and coldness on Feng Xinglang's face, Feng Lixin immediately reminded his daughter.