In view of the fact that Mrs. Feng was not a child loving person, Feng Xinglang asked Yan Bang to prepare a suite with two bedrooms.
Feng Xinglang shared one with Xing Shiwu, while Mrs. Feng lived alone in the other.
It was late at night, but Xing Shiwu was still waiting at the door.
Mrs. Feng, who was not in the mood to sleep, became interested.
"Shiwu, I'm sure your father must be 'bullied' by Yan Bang now!"
The woman knew that Xing Shiwu was waiting for Feng Xinglang. She could tell that the child liked Feng Xinglang, his temporary father.
"He won't. Yan Bang is Dad's friend. He won't bully Dad! "
The little fellow turned around and glanced at Mrs. Feng, who was sitting on the sofa and putting on her armor.
"That's hard to say …"
The woman dragged her words. "You're Feng Xinglang's son now. It's completely reasonable for you to visit your father as his son! Yan Bang's bedroom shouldn't be far from here. You can go and see for yourself! "
He did not know what the woman was playing at, but he could tell that she was really bored.
So he began to amuse himself by teasing Xing Shiwu, who was also awake!
"Dad told me not to wander around!"
Perhaps the little fellow wanted to find Feng Xinglang, but he remembered Feng Xinglang's words.
"Oh, you're the adopted son of Hetun. You're a disgrace to Hetun! Don't tell me you won't be able to find your way back after leaving this door? "Undoubtedly, the woman was trying to goad the child.
"I'm sure I can find my way home!"
Even if he was calmer than other children of his age, Xing Shiwu was still a child.
"In that case, you should be filial and go find your father! Maybe he's already drunk and is squatting in a corner vomiting! "
The woman's words worked. The little fellow was a little worried that his temporary father, Feng Xinglang, would be drunk.
"Then I'll go … find Dad?" The little fellow tilted his head and asked.
"Yes, go! If you can't carry a drunk Feng Xinglang, you can ask a burly soldier to carry your dear father back! "
"Okay. I'll go. "
The little fellow was still tricked by the woman. This also stemmed from Xing Shiwu's concern for Feng Xinglang.
As she watched the little thing hurriedly rush out, the woman sighed softly. This Feng Xinglang is really quite popular!
Not to mention Xing Shiwu, who was only a few years old, even she herself seemed to want to get closer to Feng Xinglang so that she could learn some ways to get close to Song Tai from him!
Although Feng Xinglang only said that he had a way to make Song Tai fall in love with her … the woman actually believed him a little!
Another kind of charisma?
"Hey, little guy, go back to your room! Don't run around! "
As soon as Xing Shiwu ran out, he was stopped by a muscular man who was guarding the corridor.
"I'm going to find my father!"
Xing Shiwu was, after all, the adopted son of River Tun. He wasn't someone that ordinary people could rebuke.
Before the muscular man could speak a second time, the little fellow had already turned in an arc and disappeared like a wisp of smoke.
"Hey … don't run!"
With this shout, half of the Imperial Dragon City's living quarters were put on the first level of alert.
Xing Shiwu also successfully saw the leopard's head.
"Little thing, why are you running around in the middle of the night?"
"I'm looking for my father, Feng Xinglang!"
The little fellow answered in a neither servile nor overbearing manner. And not only was he immersed in his role, but he seemed to have the intention of making it real.
"Your father, Feng Xinglang, is already asleep! Go back to your room and sleep! "The leopard's head said sternly.
"Then, where is my father sleeping? Is he drunk? "
Xing Shiwu insisted on seeing Feng Xinglang. His adoptive father, River Tun, had told him to take good care of Feng Xinglang, his temporary father. If there was any special situation that he couldn't solve, he could contact Xing Ba and the others at any time.
"Where he sleeps has nothing to do with a f * cking kid like you!" The leopard's head snorted impatiently.
"Of course it has to do with me! I'm his son, and he's my father! "
It seemed that the adopted sons chosen by River Tun all had a little temper.
"Heh, you're serious? It seems that the next Oscar Best Actor will be yours! "
The leopard's head teased the skinny Xing Shiwu.
"What's the ruckus about?"
The one who opened the door was Yan Bang. Yan Bang was in his pajamas. It seemed that he had fallen asleep, or was just about to fall asleep.
"Brother Bang, this little guy says he wants to see his father, Feng Xinglang."
"Your father is asleep." Yan Bang frowned.
"Has my father been drinking? Is he drunk? Can I go in and see him? "The little guy insisted on seeing Feng Xinglang.
Normally, the impatient Yan Bang might have thrown the kid back, but since the little guy was the adopted son of River Tun …
"Alright, come in!"
Even the leopard's head didn't expect that Yan Bang, who never liked to let outsiders into his living room, would actually allow Xing Shiwu to go in and see Feng Xinglang!
On the luxurious bed, Feng Xinglang, who was breathing steadily and had a handsome face, was sleeping.
"Father."
Xing Shiwu ran over and murmured softly, but found that Feng Xinglang was sleeping soundly. The little guy sniffed Feng Xinglang's mouth and nose, and smelled a little alcohol, but it was just faint.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of your father. Go back and take care of your mother! "
Yan Bang gently stroked Xing Shiwu's head. He smiled faintly.
The little guy nodded obediently. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Yan!"
"Yes, it's no trouble!" Yan Bang laughed like a bandit.
After covering Feng Xinglang with the quilt, the little guy reluctantly left Yan Bang's living room.
Staring at Feng Xinglang's handsome face, Yan Bang's breathing seemed to become heavier.
His somewhat rough fingers lightly touched Feng Xinglang's well-defined face. It was like a coarse brush that was trying hard to draw a gentle and exquisite painting!
Yan Bang leaned over and lightly sniffed Feng Xinglang's breath. The slightly alcoholic smell seemed to be able to make Yan Bang, who had never gotten drunk, drunk instantly!
"Don't worry … I won't touch you! I'll go to the gym … "
Feng Xinglang's eyelids seemed to move slightly, and then he fell into a deep dream.
…
When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the next morning.
That was a really deep sleep.
As his consciousness returned, his originally sleepy face immediately became solemn.
He had all the clothes he should have, but they had been completely changed by someone.
This was Yan Bang's living room, but Yan Bang wasn't in the room.
He moved his various organs, and they moved freely. He didn't lack anything, nor did he add anything.
"You're awake? Lang, with this fat body of yours, it's time for you to get fit! "
Yan Bang should have just finished working out, his muscles were still tight. He had the almost perfect abdominal muscles and mermaid lines of a bodybuilder.
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