When little friend Lin Nuo came into the villa in Shallow Water Bay, foster father He Tun was drinking by himself.
From the soft red wine to the strong brandy, Rivertown, which reeked of alcohol, was already intoxicated and misty.
Among the foster sons, except for Xing Shier, who could still speak a few words to He Tun, the others did not dare to persuade or speak. They just stood at the side like wooden stakes, staring at He Tun who was drinking by himself.
"Foster father … why are you drinking again? Didn't Frank say that you can't drink too much? Why are you disobedient again! "
Frank was He Tun's personal doctor.
The little fellow rushed in from outside the door, panting. He went forward and directly snatched the wine cup from He Tun's hand.
The wine spilled all over the table and a small part of his sleeve. Although the little fellow did not like the smell of alcohol, it was better than being drunk by his foster father He Tun.
"Ten … Fifteen … You … Why are you here? Quick, quick, let foster father hug you … "
When He Tun saw that the one who snatched his wine cup was actually Little Fifteen, the anger that had welled up in him subsided in an instant.
"Your whole body stinks of wine, Fifteen doesn't want you to hug me!"
The little fellow used his little hand to pinch his nose in disgust. Although she was disgusted, she was still pulled into He Tun's arms by He Tun and sat on his strong leg.
"Fifteen … foster father's good child … Only you love foster father the most … Foster father really didn't dote on you for nothing … My Fifteen is the most obedient!"
He Tun's voice was stained with a strong smell of alcohol. He hugged the little fellow tightly in his arms, his voice trembling slightly.
"Foster father, why did you drink so much? It's bad for your body! "
The little fellow used his other hand to block He Tun's nose and mouth, which were still smelling of alcohol, in disgust. He tried his best to tilt his head back.
In fact, the little fellow still wanted to say: Not only is it bad for your body, it's also especially smelly!
"Fifteen … foster father will listen to you, I won't drink anymore!"
With a loud crash, He Tun directly swept all the opened and unopened bottles on the table onto the ground.
"Godfather, what's bothering you? You can tell Fifteen, don't drink alone! "
The little fellow took the wet paper that Xing Shier handed over and wiped the remaining wine stains on He Tun's cheeks.
He Tun gazed deeply at Little Fifteen's little face, which looked exactly like his biological father, Feng Xinglang, and stroked it bit by bit.
"Fifteen, I'm actually your grandfather … Do you understand?"
He Tun, who was drunk, didn't need to worry so much because it was too uncomfortable for him to hold it in. Therefore, under the influence of alcohol, he said it without restraint.
The little fellow frowned. He instinctively thought that his foster father, He Tun, was really drunk and had started to talk nonsense!
"If you want to be my grandfather, then wouldn't I be your grandson? Something bad happened! "
Even if it was Hetun's drunken nonsense, the little guy refused to back down. He didn't want to be ranked lower than Twelfth and the others.
"Fifteen, I am really your grandfather! Your father Feng Xinglang … he's … he's my son! "
Half drunk and half awake, He Tun really didn't want to hold himself back anymore, so he finally told the big secret.
Once he said it, he felt good!
But the little fellow had a completely different feeling. It's over, foster father really drank too much this time! He even dragged his bastard biological father Feng Xinglang into this.
Not only did he want to be his grandfather, but he also wanted to be his biological father?
Foster father was drunk …
After taking advantage of him, he still wanted to take advantage of his biological father Feng Xinglang?
Although the little fellow was still filial to He Tun, Feng Xinglang was the little fellow's biological father. He couldn't let his biological father be taken advantage of by his foster father together with him.
"Foster father, you can't take it anymore! Feng Xinglang has a father. Although he's already dead, he probably won't agree to you being his biological father! You'd better find someone else! I think that Yan Bang is right! He's strong and can compete with Fourth and Fifth! "
The reason why the little fellow mentioned Yan Bang was because he felt that if foster father He Tun really took Yan Bang as his son, Yan Bang would definitely be more obedient. He wouldn't be so arrogant to hug and kiss that bastard Feng Xinglang!
In the little fellow's mind, his biological father was kissed by someone else. Moreover, it was Feng Xinglang who had his p * nis exposed. It was really a loss of face!
"Don't mention that Yan Bang! When I'm free, foster father will kill him! "
Subconsciously, He Tun still didn't want to let Yan Bang go.
The little fellow was startled for a moment. Although Yan Bang kissed that bastard Feng Xinglang, it didn't mean that foster father He Tun would kill him, right?
To be honest, the little fellow quite enjoyed being served by Yan Bang's people in Imperial Dragon City like a young master.
There were endless delicious food to eat and advanced toys to play with. So, it was better for Yan Bang not to die!
A little lesson would be enough! Let him know that he was wrong!
"Fifteen, I'm really your biological grandfather. Your biological father is Feng Xinglang's biological father! That Feng Yishan is just a fake! "
Here it comes again!
Lin Nuo saw that his foster father He Tun was getting more and more serious as he talked. The more he talked, the more excited he became.
It seemed that this wine really couldn't be drunk too much! Once he drank, he started to talk nonsense!
"Alright, I know. Foster father, it's better for you to wash up and go rest. It's already very late! "
Seeing that He Tun didn't stop wanting to be his' biological grandfather ', Lin Nuo began to bluff the drunk He Tun.
"Fifteen, call me grandpa … okay?"
He Tun's request was getting more and more out of line.
To be honest, according to his foster father He Tun's age, there was nothing wrong with him calling him grandfather!
However, there was still Old Four, Old Five, and Old Twelve watching from the side. How could the little fellow call him grandfather?
He thought that he would definitely be laughed at by them! The little fellow didn't want them to ride on his head!
"I can call you grandfather … but you have to let them call me that first! Starting from Old Four. I'm the youngest, so I'll call him last! "
This little fellow's little brain was really extraordinarily quick-witted.
In this way, not only could he satisfy his foster father He Tun's wish to be a 'grandfather', but he also wouldn't be laughed at by them.
"…" Xing Twelve and the others' faces turned green.
When He Tun lowered his head to kiss the little fellow, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
*****
By the time He Tun had coaxed his foster father to be comfortable, it was already an hour later.
After thinking about it, Lin Nuo felt that he should go and discuss with Old Twelve.
After all, his biological father Feng Xinglang was still a sick person. It wasn't convenient for him to personally deal with that guy who wore black glasses and posted pictures in front of their kindergarten.
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