But it was too late, the little thing had already turned on the air conditioner on his father Feng Xinglang's body.
Then, what should be seen was seen, what should not be seen was also seen!
Little Lin Nuo was not interested in his father's strong physique, nor was he interested in that evil thing. Anyway, whatever his father had, he had!
"Father, don't sleep anymore … quickly get up and follow me to the market to buy a gift for the big caterpillar!"
It was finally Saturday, the little fellow could not wait any longer. He sat on his father's stomach, using his little butt to press down on the sleepy Feng Xinglang.
"What time is it now … be good, go downstairs and eat breakfast first. Father will be up in a while! "
It seemed that Feng Xinglang had really forgotten something; only after being reminded by his son did he remember.
"No! Get up now! Immediately! Immediately! "
The little fellow did not fall for his father's delaying tactic. Did she want to send him away so that she could go back to sleep? Don't even think about it!
"Feng Lin Nuo, don't be too much … Father works hard every day to earn money for milk powder, it is very tiring! Just let Father sleep for a while more … "
"I don't drink milk powder anymore! If you think that raising your son is too tiring, I can go out and earn money to support myself! "
The little fellow unwillingly crawled on Feng Xinglang's chest, using his teeth to nibble on the two pitiful things on his chest.
The little fellow rubbed and nibbled, itching Feng Xinglang to crawl and roll up.
"Little thing, who did you learn this from? So evil! "
Feng Xinglang hugged his chest, that kind of itch, perhaps only a man would know.
"Of course I learned it from Mommy! Don't you like Mommy to nibble on your little beans the most! I'll give you three minutes, quickly brush your teeth and wash your face! "
"…" Xue Luo was too embarrassed to say anything. Since when did I like to nibble … nibble …
Downstairs, Aunt An had already laid out breakfast.
In order to be able to go to the big caterpillar earlier, Lin Nuo had asked Grandma An to wake up early to make breakfast.
"Brother Nuo Nuo, you woke up so early, where are you going with Uncle?"
Feng Tuantuan wore cute cartoon pajamas, sleepily moving downstairs.
"I'm going to the flower, bird, insect, and fish market with my father to buy a gift for the big caterpillar."
The speed at which the little fellow ate breakfast this morning was twice as fast as usual. He was practically wolfing down the food.
"Tuan Tuan also wants to go." Little Cutie said cutely.
"That won't do! The big caterpillar doesn't like strangers to disturb him! "The little guy flatly refused.
"He's not a stranger! Last time, it was your Uncle Caterpillar who saved Tuan Tuan from that big bad guy! "
The big bad guy that Feng Tuantuan was referring to should be Xing San.
Feng Xinglang's action of drinking milk paused for a moment. Time flies. In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.
The little thing had obviously gotten over the sadness of losing his mother. It was all thanks to Mo Ranran. Mo Ranran could be said to be a little warm sun for Feng Lixin and his daughter!
"You can't do that means you can't do that! You should stay at home and play with your Barbie dolls! "
Little friend Lin Nuo waved his hand, showing an unreasonable look.
"Brother Nono is so petty! Hmph! "
Feng Tuan Tuan snorted in dissatisfaction. Then he went to his uncle Feng Xinglang's side and acted cute. "Uncle Dad, Tuan Tuan wants to go too …"
Feng Xinglang held the cute little thing in his arms. "The big caterpillar is injured. There are so many wounds on his body. Not only is he bloody, he's also dirty. It makes people scared just looking at him!"
Feng Xinglang's way of rejecting was much more tactful. "And his room is filled with the pungent smell of medicine … Most importantly, he lives next to a large cemetery … Every time we pass by there, there will be strange wolf howls …"
"Ah … Uncle Dad, don't say anymore!"
Little Cutie immediately shook his head like a rattle. "Tuan Tuan remembered, today I want to go with Uncle, Mommy and Big Sister Ranran to the mall to buy a beautiful princess dress."
Scared just like that? What a coward! Little friend Lin Nuo looked at him with contempt!
Half an hour later, little friend Lin Nuo waved goodbye to Mommy and dragged his father Feng Xinglang towards the garage.
"Daddy, let's drive that cool Lamborghini today!"
"Why?"
"Because it's fast and cool enough!"
Feng Xinglang didn't often drive this eye-catching Lamborghini. In his opinion, this eye-catching car was purely driven by Er Biao.
Perhaps there was another reason: This sports car was a gift from Yan Bang. In Yan Bang's words, he just conveniently bought one for Feng Xinglang.
"Aren't we going to buy orchids as a gift? That cool Er Biao can't fit them at all. "
"I can sit in the front passenger seat with orchids!"
After a round of bargaining, Feng Xinglang still drove that low-key, luxurious, and classy Lexus.
Little friend Lin Nuo felt for the first time: This flower, bird, insect, and fish market is quite interesting.
In the flower area, the father and son finally found a store selling orchids. There weren't many types of orchids, only about twenty to thirty common species.
As for the appreciation and evaluation of orchids, the father and son were almost blank. What species and type were not important!
The father and son only looked at one thing when choosing orchids: whether they looked good or not!
Little friend Lin Nuo happily chose a pot of orchid that was in full bloom.
Because it looked good!
In fact, if Feng Xinglang were to choose based on his eyesight, he would probably also like this pot of orchid that was in full bloom. But in order to show that he was classy and not tacky, he chose a pot of black orchid.
Black orchid … just from the name, it seemed to be very knowledgeable!
It wasn't expensive, the key was the thought. After paying, the father and son happily returned to the car with the orchids they had chosen.
"Dad, guess whose orchid the big caterpillar likes more?"
The little guy asked with interest, "What if it was you who chose it? Or your son? "
"Of course it was my dad who chose it! Black orchid … Black orchid, it sounds like a name with a story and meaning! "
Feng Xinglang was in a good mood as he argued with his son. He knew that it was meaningless, but seeing his son in a good mood, wasn't that what he, as a father, wanted to protect!
"Of course not! The big caterpillar will definitely like the butterfly orchid chosen by her son more! Look at how beautiful they are, just like butterflies spreading their wings and about to fly! "
After a slight pause, the little guy added firmly, "Flowers have to bloom beautifully! What story and meaning? I can't see it! "
"Well … what my son said makes sense!"
Feng Xinglang pretended to listen very seriously. "How about we make a bet? Let's see which orchid the big caterpillar likes more! "
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