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Chapter 487 - Five years later, Lin Xueluo, even more so without shame
With Xing Shi'er's agility, he could easily cover Little Fifteen's protruding eyes.
But in that instant, the decision that Xing Shi'er made was: for the little guy to personally see the mosaic level image in the resting room.
It didn't matter whether Feng Xinglang revealed his identity or not.
Since everyone was a man, Xing Shi'er and Little Fifteen would have it with him. It was just that his elephant's nose had a beard, while the little elephant's nose had no beard. That was the only difference!
As for Lin Xueluo … The little thing grew up drinking her milk when she was young, so the awkward index that people saw wouldn't be too high.
They thought that when the little guy saw his naked mother Lin Xueluo, he would cry out; but Xing Shi'er had already prepared to cover his mouth.
Unexpectedly, the first reaction of the little fellow was silence. Silence as she bit her lip. Two seconds later, the little guy instinctively covered Xing Shi'er's eyes, and warned in a low voice:
"Old Tweleve, don't look! My mommy is naked. "
The little fellow seemed a little embarrassed. However, in his embarrassment, he felt a deep hatred for that bastard's father.
Hetun's goal was achieved! Even if he didn't use a threatening method, he could make Little Fifteen hate his own father!
What the Hetun s below wanted to do was to take the initiative and tell Feng Xinglang: "Little Fifteen is actually his and Lin Xueluo's flesh and blood."
And after that, when Little Fifteen wanted to deal a ruthless blow to Feng Xinglang, the bastard's father, Feng Xinglang would definitely not resist at all!
Originally, Hetun had wanted Little Fifteen and Feng Xinglang to kill each other. After Feng Xinglang killed his own son, Hetun would tell Feng Xinglang about Little Fifteen's background … But Hetun seemed to be reluctant to part with this small thing!
Almost every day, he would grow up with the company of his Hetun. Even if it was a small dog, after getting along with it for a long time, it would develop feelings for it. What's more, this fifteen little thing was really to Hetun's liking.
In the office, Ye Xiaonian was still half a beat slower when he tried to grab Feng Tuantuan. The cute girl's forehead still knocked on the edge of the tea table.
As the small balls were running in a rush and with great force, the amount of force required to hit the tea table was not small. 'Dong!' A muffled sound was heard, surprising Feng Tuantuan and causing him to let out a heart-tearing and lung-splitting wail.
"Bang, bang!"
Ye Xiaonian picked up the cute girl, who had been knocked onto the carpet, "Tuan Tuan, don't cry. Tell Uncle Ye where it hit."
"My head hurts... "Wow..."
The little guy's wails were loud and urgent; she was practically crying with all her strength. However, he did not know that the more he cried, the more painful the wound on his forehead would be.
Ye Xiaonian was shocked to discover that fresh blood had spilled out from her forehead.
Although Ye Shi Nian was also a lackey who went berserk on the blade, he had seen quite a few bloody scenes. However, when he saw Feng Tuantuan, that soft little thing, bleed, he was instantly shocked.
He was the same as Feng Xinglang, he had doted on this little thing, Feng Tuantuan, almost to the depths of his bones. It was not only because he loved Lan Youyou, but also because he was a very likeable person.
"Brother Lang... Brother Lang... Come out, you're bleeding! Brother Lang... "
Ye Xiaonian lost his head and yelled towards the door of the resting room. Ye Xiaonian really hoped that his own forehead, which had been smashed till it bled profusely, would be his.
When Feng Xinglang, who was in the resting room, heard Feng Tuantuan's sharp scream, he reflexively opened his sharp eyes.
He could tell that Feng Tuantuan's wailing was abnormal.
When he heard Ye Nian yell that Feng Tuantuan was bleeding, he jumped up from the sofa. Just as he was about to rush out of the resting room naked, he was stopped by the handcuffs on his right hand and Xueluo's left hand.
When he saw the nervousness, anxiety and uneasiness Feng Xinglang revealed due to loving his daughter so dearly, Xueluo's heart was ruthlessly stung.
She was not jealous of how a little girl was doted on by her father, but rather lamented that her child had never received even the slightest bit of care and love from his father.
Five years, how precious it was to a child's childhood; missed it, missed it, and never recovered or made up for it.
Obviously, he could not drag the half-naked Xueluo out of the resting room.
Feng Xinglang returned to the sofa and fished out a key from the bottom of the sofa. With a 'clack' sound, he undid the handcuffs on half of his body.
This man had indeed hidden the key.
Xueluo didn't even have time to open his mouth and curse the man's hypocrisy or the fact that he was running on a train. With a 'ka-lang' sound, Feng Xinglang used his speed that made it hard to cover his ears and stuck the half of the handcuffs on his wrist onto the telescopic crossbar underneath the sofa.
In other words, Xueluo, who was completely red, was handcuffed by Feng Xinglang together with her on the sofa.
Without even giving Xueluo the time to say a word, Feng Xinglang put on his pajamas and rushed out.
The door to the lounge was intelligent: the person followed, the door closed.
The stunned Xueluo watched Feng Xinglang leave with his eyes closed, until his line of sight was blocked by the closed smart door. Xueluo had no choice but to face an extremely cruel reality: Because of Feng Xinglang's nervousness, he followed Lan Youyou's daughter, and locked her alone in the resting room.
Not only was it locked in the room, but it was also cuffed to the sofa.
Lin Xueluo who was completely naked let out a strange cold laugh. That laughter was eerie to the point that it caused one's hair to stand on end.
Five years ago, Feng Lixin was his heaven and his life; but she was just a thin straw and was just bait.
Five years later, he and Lan Youyou's daughter Feng Tuantuan had become his, Feng Xinglang's, new world, his, Feng Xinglang's new life. He could sleep as he wished, play with her over and over again, and then lock her onto the sofa after he was done …
Lin Xueluo, oh Lin Xueluo, after five years, you are still in such a terrible condition.
Xueluo's heart ached like a desert, but he couldn't cry.
After rushing out of the resting room, when Feng Xinglang saw the pitiful crying little girl in Ye Xiaonian's arms, she snatched the pitiful little girl away with a pained heart.
"Papa …" "It hurts, it hurts …"
The little cutie pitifully whimpered.
"Be quick, don't move! Let Papa see where the injury is, and if it's serious. "
Feng Xinglang grabbed the pitiful little girl's flailing hands and carefully checked the wound on her forehead. It should be a superficial wound, with a small amount of blood flowing out.
Since he was young, Feng Tuantuan had never been touched by the meticulous care and care shown to others on the Feng Family. Being hit and bleeding like this was even more so for the first time since the little cutie was born. It was enough to prove how much the Feng Family doted on this little thing.
"Papa …" It hurt so much. "Papa, bullsh * t …"
The little fellow's teary eyes truly hurt Feng Xinglang's heart.
He did the most childish thing he could: he blew on her swollen, bleeding forehead.
"Be a good girl and don't move!" Moving would only make it worse. Papa will send them to the hospital right now. "
Carrying Feng Tuantuan, barefooted and wearing a nightgown, Feng Xinglang rushed out of the CEO's office as if he was flying, ignoring the fact that he was being cuffed on the sofa, that he could not even properly put on his clothes.
"Papa, don't go to the doctor …" Doctors are devils. Don't give me the needles. "I'm so scared."
The pitiful little girl snuggled into Feng Xinglang's embrace and sobbed loudly, her crystal clear tears falling straight down.
"I'm not afraid!" Papa will always be around. "You have to be obedient and brave."
Feng Xinglang kissed the cute little thing in his arms, wishing that he could feel the pain on its forehead.
When Lan Youyou saw his daughter who was carried out of the elevator crying, she immediately ran out from Maserati's body and ran towards Feng Xinglang and her daughter.
"Man, what's going on? Your forehead. "Oh my god, it's bleeding!"
Seeing his daughter's bloody and swollen forehead, Lan Youyou's heart ached.
"Feng Xinglang, how do you take care of Little Meng? She climbed up the stairs safely. How could her forehead be so swollen? And they bled? "
Lan Youyou scolded Feng Xinglang, who had failed to take care of his daughter. Just as she was about to reach out and touch her daughter Feng Tuantuan, she was suddenly opened by Feng Xinglang.
"Lan Youyou, if you dare to use the ball of fire again to achieve your goal, I will kill you!"
Feng Xinglang said fiercely.
"Alright, Brother Lang, now is not the time to quarrel, let's send Danzhou Yuan to the hospital first. If you were to really hit the organization in your head, the two of you should just wait to cry! "
Ye Nian's stern rebuke stopped Feng Xinglang from arguing with Lan Youyou. Together they climbed into the more comfortable Land Rover.
"Mommy, don't blame Papa. "Papa is sleeping. It's just a bunch of people accidentally bumped into him."
The cute little girl sobbed in anger.
Only then did Lan Youyou realize that Feng Xinglang was only wearing a nightgown, without any shoes or a man's clothes. It was enough to prove how nervous and anxious Feng Xinglang was towards his precious daughter.
"Be a good girl and don't talk anymore. Otherwise, his forehead would start bleeding again. Mommy's here, and so's Papa. "
Lan Youyou consoled his daughter with a pained heart.
"Bastard, do you know that you can't sleep? "If you're feeling uncomfortable, you have to tell Papa in time."
Feng Xinglang instructed the pitiful little girl in his arms, then scolded Ye Xiaonian: "Hurry and give the children's hospital a call, let them prepare first."
With every sentence, every word of reprimand, every action, they were all filled with Feng Xinglang's boundless love and love for him.
After Feng Xinglang left, Linnuo's little friend also saw the handcuffs on Xueluo's wrist.
He even saw that bastard's father handcuffing Mummy Xueluo to the retractable pole on the sofa due to him worrying about his precious daughter.
[Is there a need for me to meet such a bastard father?]