"Nuo Nuo, mommy's dear son, quickly let mommy hug you."
Because she did not personally pick up her son from school, Xue Luo immediately came forward.
"Mommy, you did not go to pick up your dear son today! You are not allowed to hug me for an hour! "
The little guy was a little arrogant because he was spoiled.
Actually Xue Luo was really wronged: if it was not for Feng Xinglang who pestered her not to leave, how could she not go to the kindergarten to pick up her 5 year old son?
But it was not convenient for Xue Luo to explain to her son. Because she had promised the little guy that she would go to work.
But the result was: the whole day of work was spent in the arms of this man called Feng Xinglang!
"Don't! Mommy did not do it on purpose … Mommy knows I am wrong … Let mommy hug my dear son! "
Xue Luo satisfied her son's unreasonable request and tried to please him.
"Alright then, I forgive you!"
The little guy put down his arrogant attitude and rushed into mommy's warm embrace. He rubbed himself against Xue Luo's body to feel mommy's gentleness.
This little guy … is so unreasonable that he almost forgot his surname?
Feng Xinglang first sighed, but then he frowned: it seems that this little guy does not have a name yet!
Especially this surname …
Lin? Feng? Or surname …
Seeing that her son was carrying a small school bag, Xue Luo stretched out her hand to help the little guy take it down from his shoulder. But the little guy immediately jumped up and rushed towards his biological father Feng Xinglang who was lying on the bed. In a few seconds, he pulled the small school bag off his back and threw it on the bed.
"Nuo Nuo, don't leave your school bag carelessly, mommy will help you keep it."
"No need! It's fine to leave it here! "
With a huff, the little fellow climbed up the bed and leaned his little schoolbag on his back.
"Mommy, quickly pour some water for your dear son to drink, your dear son tastes good!"
The little guy's words stopped Xue Luo who was trying to take away the small school bag. When mommy Xue Luo turned around, the little guy immediately took out the picture from the small school bag and hid it in his biological father Feng Xinglang's blanket.
"My dear son, I like the way you threw yourself into my arms!"
Feng Xinglang held his son, who had taken the initiative to climb onto the bed, tightly in his arms. He used his beard, which he hadn't taken care of for two days, to kiss the little fellow's tender and soft little face.
At the same time, he also felt the paper that the little thing had stuffed into his blanket. He probably didn't want Mommy to see it.
If there was no chance, then he had to create one.
Xue Luo had always been in the ward, so the father and son both thought of the toilet at the same time.
Feng Xinglang got up and went into the washroom first; Lin Nuo folded the picture paper and stuffed it into his pocket, then followed suit.
"Nuo Nuo, wait a moment. Your biological father is inside."
"I can't wait any longer … Anyway, I look exactly like my father, so it's fine."
The little fellow directly rushed in. Even if Xue Luo wanted to stop him, she was unable to.
Feng Xinglang had just finished "High Mountain Flowing Water" and was zipping it up.
The little fellow glanced at him and wrinkled his little nose. "Feng Xinglang, you've embarrassed yourself."
"What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with your biological father?" Feng Xing smiled brightly. "How is it embarrassing?"
"Anyway, it's embarrassing! I don't even have the face to be your biological son anymore! "The little fellow snorted in dissatisfaction.
While turning on the tap, he locked the door of the washroom. Feng Xinglang then asked in a low voice, "My good son, do you have any secrets that you want to tell your biological father?"
"Here," The little fellow took out the picture paper from his pocket. "This is for you! Your PP has been seen by someone! "
When Feng Xinglang took the picture paper from his son's hand, his handsome face instantly froze.
"Nuo Nuo, how did you get this?"
"A guy wearing black glasses gave it to me!"
"Someone sent this picture paper to the kindergarten for you? Was it today after school? "
Feng Xinglang's eyes were filled with anger.
"Yes! That person is so annoying. I almost got seen by that group of little f * ckers! "
The little fellow snorted in dissatisfaction. "If they saw that the person who exposed his PP was my biological father, how embarrassing would I be!"
"Do you know that person? Or is it someone you are familiar with? "Feng Xinglang hurriedly asked.
"I don't know him."
The little fellow shook his head. "He's so sneaky. One look and I can tell he's not a good person!"
Feng Xinglang fell into deep thought. Lan Youyou had already left Shen Cheng. Everything was under his control. It was impossible for her to use such a vicious trick …
If it wasn't her, then who could it be?
Cong Gang?
He wasn't so bad that he would send this kind of thing to a five-year-old child!
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, hurry up and get rid of that person! If he goes to school and messes around again, don't tell anyone that I know you! "
The little fellow was already five years old. Of course, he knew how to be embarrassed.
"Yes, biological father will take care of it."
Feng Xinglang knelt on one knee and kissed his son's little face. "Good son, you did well!"
"If my dear mommy sees this, you're finished! Kissing a girl is better than kissing a boy! And it's that big, strong, and ugly guy, Yan Bang! I don't like him anymore! "
The little fellow's face was full of disgust. It was easy to like someone and easy to hate someone.
"I'm really sorry … it's my biological father who didn't handle the matter well and let my biological son be troubled!"
Feng Xinglang expressed his apology to his son while tearing the picture paper into pieces.
When the father and son came out from the bathroom, Xue Luo had already prepared the dinner.
Feng Xinglang still had to stay in the hospital for observation for three days before he could be discharged. Although his body didn't suffer any obvious injuries, the concussion from the collision couldn't be ignored.
"What's wrong? You two father and son can put on a serious face after going to the bathroom? Quarreling again? "
Xue Luo gently asked the overly solemn Feng Xinglang and the unhappy son Lin Nuo.
"That … we don't have the same opinion! My biological son thinks that I'm not as handsome as him, but I don't think so! I think I have more of a man's aura! "
Feng Xinglang said with a serious face.
"Hahahaha …" Xue Luo laughed so hard that she couldn't stand straight.
This laughter … is really heroic!
Xue Luo was a little embarrassed and stopped laughing.
"Nuo Nuo, did you realize that when your mommy smiles, she's especially beautiful …"
In order to not embarrass the woman, Feng Xinglang changed the topic.
"You only realized now?! In my heart, my mommy has always been the most beautiful! "
Obviously, the little fellow's ability to please his mommy, Xue Luo, was getting better and better.
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