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　　Chapter 517 - Smelly Kid! I'm your father!

　　"Nuonuo..."

　　After seeing his son Linnuo, Feng Xinglang was no longer able to remain calm.

　　Although his rationality was allowing him to calm down, Feng Xinglang was already unable to do so when he saw his own son.

　　Upon hearing that the person who called him was actually b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father, Feng Xinglang, the little fellow was first startled, then it immediately broke free from Feng Lixin's embrace and went around in a big circle to lure Feng Xinglang away from the door, before quickly rus.h.i.+ng out of the room.

　　He had used a roundabout way!

　　However, the little guy's speed was not as fast as Feng Xinglang; the moment Feng Xinglang pa.s.sed by him, he gave the little thing a hug and the little thing flew into his arms.

　　"Nuonuo, be good and don't run. "I'm your father …"

　　"Let me go! You b.a.s.t.a.r.d! You're not my father! I don't have a father like you! "

　　The little fellow struggled up and kicked and kicked in Feng Xinglang's embrace; however, it was carried off the ground by Feng Xinglang.

　　"Regardless of whether you admit it or not, I am still your father! This is an iron fact, you can't change it! "

　　Feng Xinglang tightened his embrace, locking the little thing into his embrace.

　　"Let go of me … Let me go! "

　　The little guy was small, but he was full of hostility. Feng Xinglang's forceful embrace made him feel very uncomfortable, so he was determined not to compromise.

　　It was obvious that he was a stubborn person who would rather take the soft than the hard way! It was almost exactly the same as Feng Xinglang when he was young.

　　"Xinglang, let go of Nuonuo … If you hold him down like this, you'll hurt him. "

　　Feng Lixin immediately stepped forward to persuade the father and son duo who were competing with each other. She was worried that Feng Xinglang's carelessness would cause the 5-year-old kid to be injured.

　　It was completely impossible for Feng Xinglang to let go of his son Linnuo. This was his own son. Even in his dreams, he thought that this little thing could still live. He would never let go of his beloved son after he lost her.

　　Feng Xinglang's arms tightened around the little guy's kick. Being forced into a corner, the little guy could only use his own little head to look at Feng Xinglang's face and chin.

　　Xueluo who was accompanying Little Princess Feng Xiao Xue had just finished hissing when he heard his son Linnuo's screams. He immediately quickened his pace and rushed in.