Feng Xinglang purposely goaded his son who kept saying that he loved to kiss his mommy the most.
Lin Nuo seemed to be really goaded, but he was quick-witted and immediately retorted, "Of course a biological son can't bear to kiss mommy's stinky poop! But a biological son can bear to kiss daddy! "
"Just give this glorious mission to your biological father as your biological son!"
The little fellow shouted as he dragged his father Feng Xinglang towards the washroom, "Come, daddy!"
This little brat, does his little brain need to be so good?!
Feng Xinglang's handsome face turned bitter and gave the woman a flirtatious look: obediently go upstairs to wash up and wait for your husband!
Xue Luo tightly pursed her red lips, her face blushing.
Because she loved this man deeply, Xue Luo would gladly agree to almost anything the man wanted her to do.
Actually, God was not bad to her, giving her a man whom she loved deeply!
"Come, biological son, daddy will help you to poop!"
Feng Xinglang picked up the little fellow and walked quickly towards the washroom.
The little fellow was carried by his father on the smart toilet, leisurely swinging his two short legs, without any signs of exertion.
"Good son, you're putting in some effort."
Feng Xinglang leaned against the washroom, both father and son had their own thoughts.
"What's the hurry? You don't have any patience to be a loving father! Poop needs to be brewed, okay? "
The little fellow just couldn't bear to see his own father and mommy leave him, the two of them locked in the room happily. Unable to bear to let mommy smell the stink, Feng Xinglang pulled his own father to achieve the same effect.
"Biological son, if you're doing this on purpose … that's not good!"
Feng Xinglang began to reason with his stubborn son. "Your mommy is my wife. She loves me very much … She needs special care from me as her husband. Only then will she be happier and sweeter. Do you understand?"
"Mommy has me, her biological son, to love her, she will also be happy and sweet."
The little fellow didn't really agree with his biological father Feng Xinglang.
"Good son, your love and my love are two completely different kinds of love! For your mommy, you can't do without any of them! "
It seemed that there were some things that could not be said too clearly. After all, the little fellow was only seven years old and could not be too mature.
"How about this? Hasn't your mommy been forcing you to learn mental arithmetic? Daddy will be on your side this time! "
At the mention of that deadly mental arithmetic by abacus, Lin Nuo's head instantly swelled.
He couldn't figure it out. 'Puter is so advanced today. Why is there still a need for an abacus?'
The most important thing was those mnemonics. Reciting them would really cost him his life!
"Dear father, can you really persuade my mommy?"
Lin Nuo asked suspiciously. However, the conditions proposed by his father, Feng Xinglang, were still quite attractive to him.
"Leave it to me! Father said that even if I can't convince her, I can convince her by sleeping with her! "
"Really? Then it's settled! "
The little fellow immediately jumped down from the toilet.
Thus, the father and son happily made a deal.
"My good son, are you not going to poop anymore?" Feng Xinglang frowned.
"Let me brew some more!"
"…" This little brat! As expected, he was purposely teasing his own father.
…
The nightgown was a little thin.
It was faintly visible.
A woman's figure could be vaguely seen. It was a hazy yet breathtaking beauty.
Slightly sighing, Xue Luo put it on but took it off again.
In the past, when she wore this nightgown, she more or less attracted men to fulfill her wish of giving birth to a daughter.
But now?
What was she trying to achieve by wearing these clothes?
At this moment, Xue Luo suddenly felt that she had lost any reason to wear this nightgown!
After changing into a loose nightgown, Xue Luo stuffed the thin nightgown into the corner of the cloakroom.
When Feng Xinglang came in, Xue Luo was sitting on the sofa by the balcony reading a book introducing enterprise ERP.
"Studying again? So hardworking! "
In order to save time, Feng Xinglang had already taken a shower on the second floor.
Squinting his charming eyes, the man walked over and carried Xue Luo to sit on his legs. "Let's do an experiment: Let's see if my husband's charm is greater or this lousy book's charm is greater …"
The man used the tip of his nose to trace an abstract pattern on Xue Luo's neck. That hot breath seemed to be infused with magic, causing Xue Luo's face to blush.
"Xinglang, don't be like this … where's Nuo Nuo?"
Xue Luo liked the man's closeness, but her heart was stifled.
Perhaps she felt that she owed the man … because no matter how much effort the man put in, she was unable to give birth to another child.
"That brat has been settled by me. Tonight, it's just the two of us! "
"Did you use force to suppress him again?" Xue Luo worriedly asked.
"How is that possible … that little brat is the continuation of my, Feng Xinglang's life. I love him no less than you!"
Feng Xinglang gently kissed Xue Luo's beautiful neck, covering it with his exclusive Feng Xinglang scent.
"Haven't had sex for a long time, do you want to kiss your husband?"
"Yes …"
Xue Luo sincerely nodded her head, but then shook her head, "Xinglang, tonight don't … okay?"
"My husband has already taken a bath and taken off his clothes. Do you really think I don't want him?"
The man lifted Xue Luo's pajamas and bit her … "Are you willing to let your husband suffer?"
Of course Xue Luo was unwilling!
Tonight, she used her entire body and soul to love this man!
… …
The man's tall and straight posture stood facing the window.
Feng Xinglang looked towards the southern part of the city. He had been thinking about that piece of land for a long time.
He had been playing all kinds of tricks with the yamen to suppress the price. With great difficulty, he waited for the yamen to lower the price to 10 billion. But he did not expect that Yan Bang to suddenly appear.
If it was in the past, Feng Xinglang only needed to say a word.
But now it was different!
Not to mention that Yan Bang did not even have a nest, he was now a person with children. It was not convenient for Feng Xinglang to ask.
Actually Feng Xinglang also knew that if he asked Yan Bang, Yan Bang would probably send him off. But he could not accept it without hesitation.
It was not kind of him to fight with a little kid who was only two or three months old for his father's property!
Feng Xinglang thought of Imperial Dragon City!
If he helped Yan Bang get back Imperial Dragon City, then he could use Imperial Dragon City to exchange for that piece of land from Yan Bang.
This way, it was reasonable and reasonable! It was also fair!
To be honest, if there was no Yan Wuchang, perhaps Yan Bang's property could follow Feng Xinglang's surname. But now that the little guy really existed, he could not ignore it.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. Why did he foolishly agree to Nina's request to create Yan Wuchang?!
Speaking of Yan Wuchang … Feng Xinglang really missed that little thing!
He had to say that Nina was quite competent as a mother.
If it was not for the fact that she had the same structure occasionally appeared in his mind, Feng Xinglang would really think that Nina was a woman from head to toe!
When Feng Xinglang came over, the little guy had just woken up.
He had a strong little body, completely unlike a baby who was not even three months old.
"Bond … Look who's here?"
The little guy's clear eyes widened as he looked at Feng Xinglang, who was holding him. He was very strong and didn't like to cry.
"He's fine, call me godfather …"
Feng Xinglang held the little guy's neck, lifted him up a little, and rubbed the little guy's tender little face with the slightly cold beard on his chin.
"You don't want to call me that? You really don't give godfather any face! "
The little guy seemed to smile. It was an unintentional smile.
"Oh-my-god, my Bond actually smiled!"
Nina exclaimed exaggeratedly. "My son won't like you like his Baba, right?"
"…" Feng Xinglang frowned slightly and put the little guy in his arms back into the baby's crib.
"When do you start work?"
This was Feng Xinglang's current goal.
Although GK now had Xia Yishu and Wendy, it was not convenient for them to participate in some key projects, such as Jin Kedu's project.
"Big Capitalist Feng, can you be a little more compassionate? I'm still in my R phase! "
Nina picked up little Zhuangzhuang from the cradle and held him in her arms, full of motherly love. She couldn't look enough.
Feng Xinglang said coldly, "Do you have milk to feed?"
Nina glanced at Feng Xinglang resentfully. "It's not impossible for me to work for you sooner!"
"You want to negotiate with me again?"
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly. "Nina, you're getting more and more fearless! That's not good! "
"Then I'll stay at home and be a full-time mother to take care of the child! I'll eat what you give me, Feng Xinglang, and use what you give me! "
Nina really yearned for this kind of lifestyle. "I'm not worried that you won't take care of us at all!"
"They say that once you're pregnant, you'll be dumb for three years … You're not even pregnant yet, and you're already acting dumb?"
Feng Xinglang snorted. "I have hundreds of ways to send this child to Yan Bang's side! Let him take care of him for me! Do you believe me? "
The corner of Nina's lips twitched slightly.
"I have two requests … Alright, two requests!"
She knew Feng Xinglang's character. Using force would not work.
"For the sake of Wushang, let's hear it!"
Feng Xinglang reached over and teased little Zhuangzhuang in Nina's arms.
As long as Feng Xinglang touched the little guy's chin, the little guy would either intentionally or unintentionally reward him with a smile.
It worked every time!
It was obvious that the little guy liked this handsome godfather!
Or perhaps, as long as it was something that could tease him, the little guy would like it!
"The first request: In your godfather's name, help my Wushang organize a hundred days banquet that isn't too shabby!"
"Continue."
"The second request: My Wushang hopes to see his own Baba at his hundred days banquet!"
Feng Xinglang glanced at Nina. "Is this really what Wushang means?"
He was just a kid who couldn't even make a sound. How could he have his own thoughts!
"That's what I mean too!" Nina exhaled a long breath.
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