Chapter 770
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Once he heard mommy say that he can bite his biological father Feng Xinglang, the little fellow immediately jumped up and down eagerly.
Starting from the end, he lifted the thin blanket covering his biological father Feng Xinglang's body and pulled up his father's shirt, revealing his waist.
"Mommy, there is so much meat on Feng Xinglang's waist, which part is the 'waist meat'?" The little fellow asked anxiously.
"Mommy also don't know. Why don't you try biting it one bite at a time! "
Xue Luo opened the window, allowing more fresh air to flow into the ward.
Taking a deep breath of this tranquil air, it was as if her whole body was at peace.
Not knowing why, Xue Luo suddenly felt that every grass and tree in Shen Cheng was so cute and warm.
"It should be here …"
The little fellow immediately climbed onto his father Feng Xinglang's bed and used his little hands to pinch his father's waist. Just as he was about to lower his head and bite down, Feng Xinglang who was on the bed suddenly turned over and hugged his son Lin Nuo who was scratching his waist endlessly into his arms.
"Good son, I am your biological father, can you really bear to bite me?"
Feng Xinglang kissed his son's little face, his eyes filled with love.
"Mommy's trick is really useful! I didn't even bite you, I only pinched you and you woke up! "
Seeing that his biological father Feng Xinglang finally woke up, the little fellow immediately became overjoyed.
"That place is only suitable for your mommy to bite, not for you."
Feng Xinglang sat up straight and slightly restrained his son who was twisting in his arms, "Good son, give daddy a kiss."
"I won't kiss you! Mommy and I haven't forgiven you yet! "
The little fellow stubbornly refused to take the initiative to kiss Feng Xinglang.
"Ai, biological father is so pitiful … even his own son is not willing to kiss me!"
Feng Xinglang played the trick of injuring himself to win the little fellow's heart.
The little fellow seemed to not be able to bear to see his own father showing weakness, but in order to be firm in his stance, and to take into consideration his mommy's feelings, the little fellow glanced over at mommy Xue Luo, while grumbling:
"You have always doted on the crying Feng Tuan Tuan, go and let her kiss you!"
As a five-year-old child, he was quite dissatisfied with the fact that his father's love had been taken away by another child.
"Your father loves your stubbornness and hypocrisy! If you don't want to kiss me, I can only take the initiative to kiss you … "
Feng Xinglang purposely kissed the little fellow's cheek until it made a loud smacking sound.
Seeing the father and son quarreling in the ward, Xue Luo felt both gratified and sad.
She was gratified because her son had finally gotten the fatherly love he had yearned for. She was sad because she and her son had worked so hard for this day.
Not only in the physical body, but also in the spirit!
And Xue Luo couldn't help but think: Could all of this be considered as Lan Youyou's' love 'after she left?
I don't care so much anymore! At least at this moment, this man was by their side!
She wanted to let Lan Youyou see her happiness, so that her concession would not be in vain!
Alright, he was being petty again!
When He Tun came in, Feng Xinglang and his son were having a good time on the sickbed.
"Get out!"
Feng Xinglang did not even turn his gaze over as he fiercely spat out these three cold words from between his teeth.
There were only four people in the sickbed: Other than He Tun who just came in, there was only Xue Luo and the father and son quarreling on the sickbed!
It was obvious who Feng Xinglang wanted to 'get out'.
Xue Luo could clearly feel the muscles on He Tun's resolute face twitching a few times. She could feel the awkwardness of He Tun at this moment.
The kind-hearted Xue Luo instinctively wanted to go forward and take the bag of food from He Tun's hands. "Cough!" But she stopped when she heard Feng Xinglang's sharp cough.
Thinking about how Feng Xinglang had narrowly escaped death, Xue Luo felt that the grievance that He Tun had suffered was nothing.
But … He Tun could be considered as an ambitious and ruthless person. Being chided by his own son to 'get out', he definitely wouldn't feel good in his heart.
But at this moment, Xue Luo still chose to stand on Feng Xinglang's side after a moment of struggle.
Because of what He Tun had done, no matter what the reason was, the consequences had already been done!
Feng Lixin who was burnt beyond recognition by the fire.
Feng Xinglang who took three bullets from He Tun and almost lost his life in the vast sea.
And Xue Luo and her son Lin Nuo who had suffered all kinds of torture and humiliation …
Xue Luo didn't want to think about it in detail. Because every time she recalled those unbearable past events, she would be so frightened that she couldn't calm down.
"Foster father …"
Lin Nuo's voice broke the suffocating awkwardness in the sickbed.
"Fifteen, there's something you like to eat inside. Foster father will put it here for you. "
After He Tun put the bag of food on the coffee table, he turned around and left stiffly.
At this moment, He Tun's tall and sturdy back had never been so desolate before.
The desolation of an ambitious and ruthless person was like falling from heaven to hell.
"Thank you, foster father!"
The little fellow twisted his sturdy little body, wanting to move down from the sickbed to send his foster father He Tun off. However, he was hugged tightly by Feng Xinglang.
"Feng Xinglang, you're so annoying. You even scolded my foster father to leave! You don't respect the old and love the young at all! "
Actually in the past month of kindergarten, the little fellow didn't go to waste. At least he learned the phrase 'respect the old and love the young'.
"Feng Lin Nuo, remember this: From today onwards, you're not allowed to call that person foster father. Do you hear me?"
Feng Xinglang solemnly lowered his pale face.
"Didn't hear me!"
The little fellow's stubbornness and willfulness was not something that Feng Xinglang could control with just a few words of scolding.
"Foster father dotes on Fifteen the most! But you bastard Feng Xinglang might not dote on me the most! If you don't let me call you foster father, then I won't call you my biological father! "
This little bastard … there's no one else like him!
"..." Feng Xinglang's grave and stern face twitched involuntarily.
Xue Luo kept silent. She didn't criticize her son's stubbornness and willfulness.
A child's world is pure and beautiful. Whoever treats him well, he will remember that person. He has his own little thoughts and thoughts.
"Nuo Nuo, go and send your foster father off. Don't go too far."
It could be heard that Xue Luo seemed to have something to say to Feng Xinglang.
"Oh."
The little fellow successfully climbed down from the sickbed and ran towards the door of the ward. Because the little fellow could feel that his foster father He Tun was hurt earlier.
Xue Luo walked over and gently hugged the man who was lying on the sickbed into her embrace.
Feng Xinglang opened his arms and hugged the woman back. Burying himself in her heart, he rubbed against her restlessly …
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