Originally, Feng Xinglang only wanted to have some fun with a woman who was in distress, so as to make her smile.
But Xue Luo's eyes were filled with sadness, as well as her pale and bloodless face, as well as her frozen state of mind, caused this kind of romance to become a kind of torment and humiliation, which was extremely incongruous with the current situation.
Thus, Feng Xinglang restrained his unruly behavior and turned the stuffed bear around. Thus, at the back of the cracked stuffed bear's head, a small red face was revealed. It was dyed an unnatural hot red.
Xue Luo did not know what happened to her son, but she really did not expect that Feng Xinglang would actually put her son in the stuffed bear.
"Nuo Nuo … Nuo Nuo …"
It really was her biological son. Xue Luo rushed forward and hugged her son in the stuffed bear, messily kissing the little fellow's slightly hot cheeks.
But when she wanted to carry her son from Feng Xinglang's embrace, she was stopped.
"Your body is still weak, I will carry my son for you to kiss."
The woman had just suffered a miscarriage and was worried about her son Lin Nuo, Xue Luo looked really weak. She was his wife and also his child's mommy, how could Feng Xinglang not be worried about a woman's body.
Just like this, Feng Xinglang almost carried his son's entire weight, letting Xue Luo continuously brush her saliva on the little fellow's cheeks, over and over again, patiently kissing her son!
It was as if at this moment, the moment her son returned to her embrace, Xue Luo came back to life.
As they kissed, Xue Luo realized something was wrong, although her son's breathing was stable, why was he still not awake?
"Nuo Nuo? Nuo Nuo … quickly wake up … quickly look at mommy? "
Xue Luo lightly patted her son's red cheeks, softly calling out to the little fellow a few times, but the little fellow was still sleeping soundly.
"Feng Xinglang, what happened to Nuo Nuo? Why can't he wake up? "
Xue Luo's heart was in her throat again.
"Xing San fed Nuo Nuo some sleeping pills, he should be able to wake up in a while."
Feng Xinglang comforted the anxious Xue Luo.
"What? Nuo Nuo was fed sleeping pills? He is only 5 years old, will he be alright? "
Mommy always had endless worries when it came to her children.
"It'll be fine. If you're really worried, I'll call a doctor to take a look at Nuo Nuo. "
Before Feng Xinglang could find a doctor, the little guy on the sofa woke up on his own. To a five-year-old child, Mommy's voice was like the sound of nature from a harbor.
"Mommy?"
The little fellow struggled to open his sleepy eyes and saw his mommy, Xue Luo, who was snuggling beside him. He immediately stretched out his little arms and hugged Xue Luo's neck, burying his little head in his mommy's neck.
"Nuo Nuo … Mommy's dearest son! You're finally awake … You scared mommy to death. "
The mother and son hugged each other for a long time. The scene was so warm that no one could bear to disturb them.
But Feng Xinglang still interrupted them. He stretched out his long arms and used his strong arms to carry his wife and child into his embrace. Feeling this hard-won momentary warmth.
As expected, it was short-lived. Before three minutes had passed, Xue Luo pushed Feng Xinglang's arms away.
Perhaps, Feng Xinglang did love his own child dearly. But Xue Luo did not want to let herself and her child face the possibility of being abandoned again.
In Xue Luo's heart, Feng Xinglang would never be able to be their safe harbor!
"Feng Xinglang, let us mother and son go. Nuo Nuo and I will be grateful to you. "
Xue Luo calmly raised her request to Feng Xinglang.
"I can let you mother and son go … But you must bring me along!"
Feng Xinglang's handsome face was tinged with disappointment. He stretched out his hand and gently caressed his son's little face. But his hand was mercilessly pushed away by the little fellow's meaty hands.
From the beginning to the end, Lin Nuo did not say a word to Feng Xinglang, this bastard biological father. Maybe when Feng Xinglang chose to seal Tuan Tuan, this bastard biological father could only be a bastard!
"Why, are you still angry with your biological father?" Feng Xinglang asked bitterly.
The little fellow had not fully recovered his strength and was listless. But he coldly turned his head away and snuggled up to his mommy. He was not willing to say anything to Feng Xinglang.
The phone rang, interrupting the bitterness in Feng Xinglang's heart. The phone call was from his big brother, Feng Lixin.
"Xinglang, where are you? Where is Youyou? Is she with you? "
Feng Lixin on the other end of the phone seemed to be very anxious. He could faintly hear the little cutie's voice.
"Where did Lan Youyou go? How would I know? I have no obligation to help you look after her! "
It was not difficult to hear the slight anger in Feng Xinglang's words.
But he did not know where the anger came from!
Was it because he was rejected by his own son to express his love?
Or was it because he had done such a terrible act of handing over half of his sister-in-law to someone else?
"But Old Mo said that when he brought Tuan Tuan back, Youyou was with you! Tuan Tuan was crying for his mother. "
The cry of the little princess coming from the phone was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, disturbing Feng Xinglang's heart again.
Because Feng Xinglang clearly knew that Tuan Tuan's crying for his mother was just a small beginning!
"Feng Lixin, it has been five years, and you still can't conquer a woman? That's fine … But now you can't even coax your own daughter? "
Feng Xinglang's angry and meaningful words startled Feng Lixin.
Just two or three seconds of silence, Feng Lixin began to ask again, "Xinglang, now is not the time to talk about this. Where is Youyou? You must know where Youyou went! "
"I'm sorry, I really don't know where Lan Youyou went! I'm with my wife and child! I have no time to care about your nonsense! "
Feng Xinglang said with some impatience.
"What? You're with Xue Luo and Nuo Nuo? You found Nuo Nuo? "
Feng Lixin suddenly realized and asked.
"Well …" Feng Xinglang dragged out the last syllable. "Feng Lixin, take good care of your own daughter. Maybe from now on, you and your daughter will depend on each other!"
Without waiting for Feng Lixin to answer, Feng Xinglang hung up the phone.
What did it mean to depend on each other with his own daughter?
Could it be that Lan Youyou …
When Feng Lixin dialed Feng Xinglang's number again, his phone was already turned off.
"I want Mommy … I want Mommy …"
Little Princess Feng cried so hard that she was out of breath. The fright on the cruise ship had already made this poor little girl badly frightened. But now that she couldn't find her mother, the little girl felt all kinds of grievances and panic.
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