His son Lin Nuo's childish laughter resounded throughout the entire Pater Castle.
It also pulled Xue Luo's thoughts from three years ago back to the present.
Apart from the shock, she could only sigh.
"Only a little bit of liking foster father? Foster father seems to be a little unhappy! "
He Tun had already picked up the little thing from his shoulder and placed him back on the carpet.
"If foster father is willing to accompany Fifteen to ride horses, I will like foster father a little bit!"
The little fellow raised his head and blinked his big, adorable eyes. He looked up at the river town, his eyes full of hope.
"A little bit of liking? Hahahaha … you little troublemaker! "
He Tun laughed heartily and leaned over, kissing the little fellow's forehead.
It could be seen that He Tun liked Lin Nuo from the bottom of his heart. But through this childish little face, He Tun still thought of something.
For example, Fifteen's biological father Feng Xinglang; and the woman who gave birth to Feng Xinglang.
In an instant, He Tun's face changed from a happy smile to a strange one. He stared deeply at Lin Nuo's little face that resembled Feng Xinglang. His thoughts were scattered.
He Tun's sudden silence was when Lin Xue Luo was most afraid.
She clearly knew that He Tun must have recalled Feng Xinglang from his son Lin Nuo's little face!
This also meant that He Tun's heart must have been burning with hatred.
"Nuo Nuo, your foster father is tired, let him rest. You are not allowed to disturb him! "
Xue Luo was afraid and wanted to snatch her son Lin Nuo from He Tun's hands. She was really worried that if He Tun was not happy, he would harm the little thing or even kill him.
But Lin Xue Luo who was walking forward was stopped by He Tun's raised hand gesture. He Tun did not want her to come closer.
Xue Luo did not dare to move forward. She knew that using force against He Tun was not going to work.
Whether it was He Tun or one of He Tun's foster sons, if they wanted to kill the mother and son, it was just a matter of minutes. So Xue Luo did not dare to go against He Tun's prestige.
"Foster father, are you tired?" The little fellow asked.
"Foster father is not tired! Godfather is as strong as a bull, how could he be tired? "
The solemn expression on Hetun's face only lasted for less than a minute before he regained his cheerful expression.
"That's great! Foster father can accompany Fifteen to ride horses! "
The little fellow stood on her tiptoes, trying to climb onto He Tun's shoulder so that he could carry her out of Pater Castle.
"Stand properly!"
But this time, He Tun did not follow the little fellow's wishes. Instead, he pulled the little fellow closer to him, as if he wanted to measure which part of his body the little fellow had grown to.
"Why are you still so short? Fifteenth, why don't I see you growing taller? "
He Tun was a little dissatisfied with Lin Nuo's height. He wished that the little fellow could grow taller than him in one night.
Unexpectedly, the little fellow sniffed the air and started humming.
"I didn't even complain that you're old, and you still have the nerve to complain that I'm short!"
Once Lin Nuo's childish and childish words came out, it immediately made everyone in River Tun burst out laughing.
"How is foster father old … where is it old?"
He Tun immediately picked up the little Lin Nuo, and used his short beard to rub against his little face, spoiling him to no end.
This little fellow really made He Tun unable to let go of him, endlessly happy.
Seeing how much He Tun doted on his son Lin Nuo, Xue Luo was filled with emotions.
To be honest, in these four years when Lin Nuo was growing up, He Tun had always played the role of an elder.
Every time the little fellow grew up, he would always be by his side.
Xue Luo could see that He Tun was not a man with an abnormal sexual orientation, but he was so clean and self-disciplined. Previously, He Tun did not experience this, but in these five years, He Tun had never brought a woman back to Pater Castle.
Xue Luo felt that when He Tun was young, he must have loved a woman deeply! He had a period of undying love!
"Mommy, foster father promised me to ride horses!"
The little fellow cheered excitedly. A pair of small arms tightly hung around He Tun's neck, using his forehead to bump against He Tun's chin again and again.
"Go, be careful on the road. Remember what mommy taught Nuo Nuo: You must have love. "
Xue Luo knew that she could not stop any of He Tun's decisions.
In the past, when He Tun brought his one year old son Lin Nuo to ride horses, Xue Luo's heart almost flew out of her throat.
But there was one time when the horse that He Tun was riding was frightened by a bear, causing He Tun who was carrying Lin Nuo to roll off the horse.
Three of He Tun's ribs were broken from the fall, but Lin Nuo was still firmly held in his arms, there wasn't even the slightest flesh injury.
Thus, after that, Xue Luo let He Tun bring his son Lin Nuo to ride horses with ease.
Most of the time, He Tun would let Old Twelve accompany him. Occasionally, he would bring Lin Nuo to ride on horseback.
The United Kingdom is a country that loves horses.
The United Kingdom's love for horsemanship can be described as fanatical. From the royal family to the common people.
Horses play an important role in the United Kingdom's traditional culture, it is a symbol of wisdom, courage, agility, loyalty and gentleness, it also implies nobility, chivalry and gentlemanly demeanor.
The little fellow was carried in He Tun's arms, mounted on a majestic British thoroughbred horse, followed closely by Old Twelve!
One old, one young, one young, three men galloped at the same time in this vast forest.
Watching the three people and two horses leave, Xue Luo restrained her wandering emotions, sighed lightly and turned around to go upstairs.
Originally, there was no study room in this attic.
It could be seen that this uncouth man, He Tun, did not like to read. Naturally he did not know that reading was a good habit that could elevate oneself and cultivate one's character.
Later on, under Xue Luo's request, He Tun let the servants change this place into a warm little study room.
When his son Lin Nuo was brought out by He Tun to behave atrociously, Xue Luo would come into this little study room to read quietly.
It seemed that today Xue Luo's mood was exceptionally restless.
She did not know why, but Xue Luo could see a trace of conspiracy in the suddenly solemn and cold eyes of He Tun.
She could only blame herself, why does the little fellow look so much like that man?
If he looks like me, how good would that be!
Did she really think that way?
And who was the one who was moved to tears when she saw the little fellow's face that was so similar to that man's?
Didn't they say that a son should look like his mother?
Alright, she had to admit, that man's genes were strong enough!
She also did not know how that man's life was now …
After five years, did he already marry Lan Youyou back to the Feng family?
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