The little cutie in Feng Xinglang's arms was like a wriggling caterpillar, poking her little head out of Feng Xinglang's arms.
"Papa …"
When Tuan Tuan saw who was hugging him, he immediately changed his words and murmured sweetly, "Uncle?"
"Yes. Tuan Tuan is awake? "
Feng Xinglang responded lazily.
Hugging this little thing, he could sleep peacefully. If it was his noisy son, he would probably only reward him with a small back and a small p * s. Moreover, he was always on guard against his biological father snatching his biological mother away.
"Why is Tuan Tuan sleeping in Uncle's room?"
The little cutie rubbed her sleepy eyes, her little face filled with joy because she was sleeping in Uncle's arms.
"Uncle misses Tuan Tuan, so he hugged Tuan Tuan to sleep together."
Feng Xinglang did not explain to the little thing that her biological father left to see her mother Lan Youyou last night.
"Tuan Tuan misses Uncle very much too!"
The little cutie hugged Feng Xinglang's neck and kissed him on the cheek loudly, "Uncle hasn't hugged Tuan Tuan to sleep for a long time!"
"Uncle is busy!"
Feng Xinglang kissed the little thing's cheek.
"But Uncle hugged Brother Nuo Nuo to sleep every day."
Perhaps because Feng Xinglang had been caring for Tuan Tuan as he grew up, the little thing was particularly attached to him.
Feng Xinglang smiled warmly, "Doesn't Tuan Tuan have his own papa to sleep every day? I don't see your papa hugging Brother Nuo Nuo to sleep? "
"…" The little cutie was slightly startled: It seemed that Uncle's words made sense!
"So, Tuan Tuan can't be too greedy!"
Using a child's way of thinking to justify himself, it was more acceptable and understandable for the little thing.
The little cutie snuggled tightly in Feng Xinglang's arms and pretended to sleep for a while until Aunt An came upstairs.
In the morning, Xue Luo heard Housekeeper Mo answer Feng Lixin's phone call, saying that Lan Youyou had finally escaped from death after a night of rescue.
Then Feng Lixin asked about his daughter Feng Tuan Tuan and told Housekeeper Mo to send the little thing to school normally.
Escaped from death?
Isn't that a bit too exaggerated? '
Xue Luo couldn't remember Lan Youyou suffering from a serious illness that required an entire night of resuscitation to save her from death.
Was she trying to mess with Feng Lixin again so that she could be released for medical treatment?
If that was the case, then there was really no way for her, Lan Youyou!
This time, Xue Luo really did not know that Lan Youyou was really sick this time!
If it wasn't for the quick rescue, she would have lost her life!
Xue Luo didn't go upstairs. Since her son was not at home, she would let Tuan Tuan spend more time with her uncle.
At around 7: 20 PM, Xue Luo asked Aunt An to go upstairs to help Tuan Tuan get dressed and wash up.
*****
Before Xing Ba could bring the dumplings into his mouth, his phone rang.
After all, learning to hold chopsticks was not an easy task.
The call came from Fort Pater.
Over the past two days, Xing Ba's life could be said to be as carefree as' when the tiger is not at home, the monkey is king '.
It was just a little empty and lonely!
Thinking it was his foster father, He Tun, Xing Ba hurriedly put down his chopsticks and answered the phone.
"Old Ba, what are you dawdling for? Why did you take so long to answer my call! "
From the other end of the phone came Lin Nuo's extremely dissatisfied voice.
At this moment, the lonely Xing Ba could hear Little Fifteen's voice, and he was really a little happy.
"Do you miss your eighth brother?"
Xing Ba asked, a little flattered.
"I do …"
Lin Nuo dragged out the long ending, "Eighth brother, can you help your fifteenth brother do something?"
"So you don't miss eighth brother?"
Xing Ba sighed slightly, "You just want to order your eighth brother around, right?"
"Although I don't really miss him, I miss him a little!"
The little fellow acted obediently.
"Even if it's just a little, your eighth brother is already very satisfied!"
Xing Ba slightly stretched his limbs, "Say it, what do you need your eighth brother's help with?"
"Eighth brother, can you go to the Feng family for me to take a look? See if that slug always sticks to my biological father and my mommy! She's so annoying. She acts cute and pitiful when I'm not around, and she loves to cry. Then my biological father and my mommy only spoil her, and they almost forget me, their own son! "
So it was for this matter?!
Although he was in the Cao camp, his heart was in the Han camp!
Even in Pate Castle, he couldn't forget to compete with Feng Tuan Tuan for favor!
"Hahahaha …" Xing Ba was really amused by the little thing's selfishness and narrow-mindedness.
"Old Ba, don't laugh! You don't have a biological father and mother. Of course, you don't know how sad and nervous I am! "
"…" Xing Ba was speechless for a second or two.
Ever since he could remember, he didn't know what it was like to have a biological father and mother. He had been following Xing San to do boring and bloody combat and killing training in a certain base in Mexico for many years. He was not brought to Pate Castle until he was sixteen years old.
"Okay! I'll go and take a look for you tonight! "
"Thank you, eighth brother. Then I'll call you at night. "
"You don't have to call me at night. There's a time difference. I'll call you. Remember to think of eighth brother, little by little! "
Xing Ba couldn't bear to put down the phone even when he heard the beeping sound of the phone being hung up.
How wonderful would it be if he also had such a clever little devil to worry about him!
However, there were too many people who spoiled the little thing. There was no way he could spoil Little Fifteen!
For example, after listening to Nina's quarterly report, Feng Xinglang, who was free, frowned slightly.
Although he and his wife lived in the world of just the two of them, his son was far away in a foreign country, so Feng Xinglang could not truly seek happiness in a leisurely manner.
'Why didn't the little thing even call me?
Should I, the biological father, lower myself to call him?
For the sake of my own child, there's no harm in lowering myself! ' However, due to a certain problem of principle, Feng Xinglang didn't want to take the initiative to call Xing Twelve and the others.
Could it be that he had to take the initiative to curry favor with Feng Xinglang after Hetun abducted his own son?
This was a problem of attitude!
The most important thing was, the little thing had called his biological mother, Lin Xueluo!
Did he only think of his biological mother and not his biological father?
How could he, the biological father, accept this!
This little brat is getting more and more fatherless!
When Nina opened the door, Feng Xinglang saw Ong standing outside, and his frown deepened.
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