From Lan Youyou's angle, she couldn't see Feng Xinglang's face at this moment. However, judging from Feng Xinglang's strong and undulating back, she could tell that the man couldn't help but be moved by his child's recovery.
Lan Youyou's heart sank little by little!
She seemed to have smelled that this little boy who suddenly appeared in the Feng family would take away the fatherly love that belonged to her daughter!
Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse. His breath was choked with sobs. His arms were tightly hugging Lin Nuo's little body … as if he was hugging the love of his life, and he would never let go.
This overly tight hug made little Lin Nuo feel uncomfortable.
Not only was he not used to it mentally, but more importantly, physically and mentally. Because Feng Xinglang, his bastard father, had almost suffocated him.
Although the little boy was attached to his father's embrace, he still began to struggle and resist.
"Feng Xinglang, you already know my other identity. I am Xing Mu, the foster son of Hetun. My name is Xing Shiwu!"
The little boy pushed Feng Xinglang, who was tightly hugging him, and used his other identity to intimidate Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang was startled for a moment. He slightly loosened his grip and gazed deeply at the little fellow's face, which was right in front of him. His clear eyes, black and white pupils, flashed with quick-witted naughtiness.
He was also a master who was not easy to tame! Just like when he was a child, he had a strong personality and a little hostility.
But Feng Xinglang was extremely distressed. He gently stroked the little boy's face with his thumb. He wanted to stroke the little boy's face inch by inch, look at it inch by inch, and kiss it inch by inch.
But when Feng Xinglang approached and wanted to kiss the little boy, the little boy pushed Feng Xinglang's face away with disdain.
That was a natural action. Except for his mommy, Lin Xueluo, the little boy disliked kisses from anyone else. Especially men's kisses!
When he was in Pater Castle, there were too many men who wanted to kiss the little boy. Except for the occasional kiss from his foster father Hetun, he almost refused to be kissed by any other men.
Including Xing Laosi, Xing Laowu, and Xing Laowu.
Although Feng Xinglang was his biological father, the little fellow was still not used to the rapid development of this relationship.
It seemed that the little fellow had not been able to erase Feng Xinglang's image as a bastard father!
Therefore, the little fellow instinctively rejected Feng Xinglang's kiss.
Feng Xinglang was a little disappointed, but he seemed to understand his son's rejection and even hostility toward him at this moment.
He chose to slowly nurture the relationship between father and son! Although at this moment, Feng Xinglang could not wait to put this little thing into his mouth, or to raise him high above his head and love him dearly, Feng Xinglang could not help but want to swallow this little thing.
"Your name is Lin Nuo? Tell daddy, how have you and mommy been all these years? How are you doing? "
Endless fatherly love enveloped him, but Feng Xinglang didn't know what kind of method he should use to dote on his son, so that the little fellow wouldn't feel abrupt and reject him …
With this question, Lin Nuo was forcefully pulled back to the cruel reality from that dazed and somewhat unreal feeling of fatherly love.
The little fellow immediately became serious, his childish little face became serious, and gave Feng Xinglang a punch on his chest. Then, he took a big step back, wanting to maintain a proper distance from Feng Xinglang.
"I won't let go of anyone who hurts my mommy! I will let everyone who hurts my mommy get the punishment they deserve! That includes you, Feng Xinglang! If you dare to hurt my mommy again, I will definitely destroy you! "
When he said these words, the little fellow's heart was in pain. But he said it firmly and insistently.
The little fellow yearned for fatherly love, but he wouldn't accept such fatherly love!
A bastard fatherly love like Feng Xinglang who had deeply hurt his own mommy, he didn't want it!
After saying these words, Lin Nuo turned around and left.
"Nuo Nuo!"
Of course, Feng Xinglang wouldn't let his own flesh and blood leave him again. So, he rushed over and embraced his son's little body into his arms again.
"Nuo Nuo … My child … Don't go! Daddy wants you! From today onwards, you are Daddy's son, Daddy won't let you leave again! "
Feng Xinglang messily kissed the little fellow's hairline, as if he wanted to rub him into his own body.
"Good boy … Don't leave Daddy anymore! These five years of suffering is already God's punishment for Daddy losing you. Don't leave Daddy anymore … Daddy can't lose you … Daddy loves you! "
Feng Xinglang choked with sobs, almost unable to make a sound.
Perhaps only Feng Xinglang knew what kind of purgatory his body and mind had gone through in these five years.
Feng Xinglang longed for this kind of kinship that blood was thicker than water more than most people!
His own flesh and blood that he loved dearly.
The continuation of Feng Xinglang's life!
"Let go of me … I will never acknowledge you as my father, you bastard! Those who hurt my mommy are all bastards! Big bastards! "
The little fellow struggled with all his might in Feng Xinglang's arms. He kicked and stomped on Feng Xinglang. She was just short of biting him!
"Xinglang, let go of the child first … You will scare the child like this."
This was the second time Feng Lixin saw his younger brother Feng Xinglang lose control of his emotions. The first time was because of him, and the second time was because of his own son.
"Second Young Master, let go of Little Young Master first … You will strangle him."
Feng Xinglang was indifferent to other people's persuasion. He still held the little fellow tightly in his arms, who was kicking and stomping on him.
The little fellow had been gone for five years, and it had also caused him, Feng Xinglang, to suffer for five years. Now that his child had finally returned to his side, he would never let go of his own flesh and blood again!
With the little fellow's current strength, it was impossible for him to break free from Feng Xinglang's embrace.
Therefore, Xing Shier appeared. He decided to help his little fifteenth brother break free from Feng Xinglang's shackles.
This was also the intention of Hetun!
Now was the perfect time to take Little Fifteenth away from Feng Xinglang's eyes!
Feng Tuantuan was almost dumbfounded.
Perhaps because he was too young, it took a long time for him to react. This little brother was also Papa Feng Xinglang's child?
At this moment, Feng Tuantuan's first reaction was not that someone was going to compete with her for Papa's love, but that she had a little brother now.
Moreover, it was the little brother that she liked!
She thought of something, and in order to show her friendliness, she turned around and immediately ran to the dining table.
The little cutie returned to the dining table to get chicken wings for her little brother.
Because the second time she met her little brother was at the entrance of KFC. Therefore, the little cutie thought that this little brother must also like eating chicken wings. Therefore, she wanted to get chicken wings for her little brother so that she could help Papa Feng Xinglang keep her little brother.
The world of children was pure and innocent. Innocent and untainted by a speck of dust.
Whether they were evil or evil in the future, it was just like the subtle embellishment of the adults.
However, when she took the chicken wings and wanted to leave the dining table, a black shadow flashed out of the kitchen and grabbed her.
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