"Plop."
A muffled sound was heard in the quiet night.
"Daddy … Daddy … My son fell to the ground!"
The little guy, who was woken up by the fall, rubbed his sore butt and pushed his sleepy father, Feng Xinglang.
Before he fell asleep, Feng Xinglang was still able to act like a loving father, hugging his precious son tightly in his arms. The father and son clung to each other as they slept.
But the simple bed was too small. It was only enough for Feng Xinglang, who was 1.85 meters tall, to stretch out his limbs. With a seven-year-old child in his arms, it was very crowded. It was still fine before he fell asleep because he knew that he was holding his life in his arms. But after he fell asleep … Feng Xinglang just turned over and loosened his arms. Then, the little fellow fell from his arms!
Cong Gang, who had been disturbed by Feng Xinglang and his son for half the night, would also take a nap. Not to mention that he was injured! When the little guy fell to the ground, he instinctively wanted to jump over and pick him up. But because of his injury, he was still a beat slower.
"Nuo Nuo, did you fall?" Cong Gang asked.
"No … Just a little pain in my butt!"
The little guy rubbed his own butt while pushing his father who was sleeping soundly.
Feng Xinglang looked at his son who was standing under the bed with sleepy eyes. "Nuo Nuo? Why did you get out of bed? Do you need to pee? "
"Bastard, Daddy! My son was pushed out of bed by you! "
The little guy snorted in dissatisfaction. "You only know how to sleep. You pushed your son out of bed and you still sleep!"
"Out of bed? Did you fall? "
Feng Xinglang stretched out his long arms and scooped the little guy into his arms again.
"I fell! It hurts! "
"Where did you fall?"
"I fell on my butt! Hurry up and rub it for me! "
"Okay, Daddy will rub it for you …"
Looking at the father and son on the small bed, Cong Gang said calmly, "Nuo Nuo, sleep here with me."
"No need, big caterpillar! You're still injured. If I accidentally kick you, you'll be injured again. "
The sleepy little guy yawned. "My biological father has already thrown me once, he definitely won't dare to throw me a second time! Otherwise, Mommy will scold him to death if she finds out! "
The little fellow, who was snuggled in his father's arms, fell asleep again in a short while.
Seeing that the little fellow had fallen asleep, Cong Gang didn't say anything further.
But the tree longed for peace, but the wind did not stop blowing …
"Cong Gang, I don't mind sleeping at your place …" Feng Xinglang lowered his voice.
"I mind!"
Cong Gang replied coldly.
"Selfish!"
After Feng Xing Lang muttered, he did not continue. A few minutes later, the sound of him snorting could be heard.
After another half an hour, when the father and son duo on the simple wooden bed were fast asleep, a pair of hands quietly stretched towards Little Lin Nuo who was in Feng Xinglang's embrace …
"Who?!"
In the darkness, Feng Xinglang let out a low growl. At the same time, he reflexively grabbed the hand that was reaching for his son.
"… It's me."
In the dark room, there was a light reply. "Nuo Nuo will sleep with me … He will sleep more comfortably!"
Feng Xinglang, who was half asleep and half awake, was actually not very conscious. However, when he saw Cong Gang's familiar face, he actually slowly let go of his hand, allowing Cong Gang to take away the thing that he treasured as much as his life.
He trusted him so much!
Even if Feng Xinglang's thoughts were not clear, when he saw Cong Gang's face, he actually felt so relieved.
After another half an hour, Cong Gang finally relaxed his vigilance and started to sleep. However, he felt that he was pulled into the arms of a gibbon, and then a leg that was as heavy as a thousand pounds …
Feng Xinglang followed his son's scent and climbed onto Cong Gang's big bed. Even if the three of them were squeezed together, it was still better than the simple wooden bed that was so heavy that even his bones hurt.
Cong Gang's injured left leg couldn't even bear half of Feng Xinglang's weight. He originally wanted to wake this rascal up, but he didn't want to feel awkward after waking up, so he chose to get up and leave by himself.
However … he really underestimated Feng Xinglang's strength and agility. As long as Cong Gang made the slightest movement, Feng Xinglang would clamp down on him even tighter. He was like a forest cat that was always ready to devour its prey.
"Feng Xinglang, move your leg away!" Cong Gang hissed in a low voice.
Feng Xinglang seemed to have heard Cong Gang's warning. He shifted his body and turned his back to Cong Gang, continuing his sweet dream.
When Lin Nuo woke up, he was shocked to find many strange things.
The first thing: The small bed at the side was empty.
The second thing: He actually slept on the big caterpillar's bed.
The third thing: The big caterpillar wasn't on his own bed. On his big bed, there was only his bastard father, Feng Xinglang, and himself!
The little guy reflexively crawled to the edge of the bed to search. Could it be that the big caterpillar was also pushed off the bed by his father?
"Daddy, the big caterpillar is gone!"
Three minutes later, the little guy's loud shout came from the bedroom on the second floor.
…
"Mommy … Mommy … Go to work."
The two little princesses of the Bai Family were so beautiful that they made people speechless. Their morning teacher, Shui QianNong, made them look cute and beautiful.
The little cuties only knew how to repeat simple phrases. They were already used to getting up early in the morning and saying goodbye to their mommy, Yuan Duoduo, who was going to work.
Seeing the two beautiful daughters lying on the bed, Yuan Duoduo's sadness was obviously greater than her relief.
Why did the two little babies want their mommy to go to work so much?
"Doudou, Doudou, Doudou, mommy won't go to work today. I'll stay at home with you, okay?"
"Okay …" The two little cuties answered at the same time.
It seemed that her daughters still needed her as their mommy. Yuan Duoduo finally found a little bit of relief.
"Teacher Momo …"
Hearing Shui QianNong's voice, the two little cuties immediately ran outside the door, leaving their mommy, Yuan Duoduo, who hadn't recovered from the relief, to one side.
"Doudou … Yaya … Run slower, don't fall!"
Actually, Yuan Duoduo wanted to say, "Don't go! You're mommy's children, you can't be so close to others! "
When Xue Luo saw Bai Mo and Shui QianNong playing with Doudou and Yaya on the lawn, she deeply felt that Yuan Duoduo's sense of crisis didn't only come from her heart, but also from the cruel reality of this happy and harmonious family.
In front of Shui QianNong, Bai Mo was so unscrupulous. He was like a child playing with his two daughters, letting them do whatever they wanted.
What exactly was it between him and Yuan Duoduo that made them unable to enter each other's hearts?
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