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Chapter 672: Of course it's crowded!
His heart was heavy, but even colder.
With Feng Xinglang's previous hostility, even if it was him who was injured, he could still throw himself into his arms with ten Lin Xueluo.
You even want her to leave as she pleases? There wasn't even a door!
But tonight, Feng Xinglang seemed to be patient and considerate enough, he did not quarrel with Xueluo and his mother. After playing the Charm card, he continued to play the sympathetic cards. There had to be a way to capture her, Lin Xueluo.
"Xueluo, can you not leave me alone?"
Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, it sounded like it came from the depths of his throat.
"You guys have already left me alone for five years … Can you take pity on me and let me get a little closer to you and your mother? "
As expected, the woman stopped in her tracks. Therefore, Feng Xinglang continued to lower his stance to gain sympathy.
"If you think I'm not fit to touch you and your son, then wouldn't it be better if I slept on the floor?"
Xueluo bit her lips, "Feng Xinglang, you are a dignified Feng Family, do you need to act so lowly and pitifully? He even made a pallet? Do you know how the floorboards were beaten? "
"How could I not know? In these five years, no matter if it was sleeping in the orphanage, going to Stone Bamboo County, or disturbing Yuan Duoduo, sometimes sleeping on the car, sometimes sleeping on the sofa, sometimes sleeping in the cave … I've slept wherever you might have gone! "
Feng Xinglang's words made the tears in Xueluo's eyes start to tear up. How could this man not be so emotional? Did she have to say that her heart felt like it was being pierced by needles?
"Mommy, let's not leave this Feng Xinglang bastard behind. What if he vomited blood again and the room was empty? What if he died? Then Nuonuo doesn't have a father! "
His son Linnuo's words further increased the pain in Xueluo's heart. This father and son duo really knew how to act tragic dramas.
Ten minutes later, the family of three was lying on a one-metre bed.
Of course it would!
With Feng Xinglang's robust physique, he quickly took up one metre of space, while Xueluo and his son Linnuo had only slept half a metre apart.
The little guy was lying horizontally between his biological father and mother, preparing for the possibility of Feng Xinglang invading his mother at any time.
There is not only a family of three, but also a quilt. Feng Xinglang was alone, while Xueluo was together with Nuonuo. It was fine.
"Nuonuo, do you want to squeeze?" Xueluo had already turned her body, and she took up the least bit of space.
"It's not crowded!" It's just right! "
The little guy seemed to enjoy the pleasure of having his family of three sleep together, having a father and mother.
"I think I'll go and make a pallet … This way you and your father can sleep more comfortably. "
Xueluo kept track of Feng Xinglang's injuries. He did not want to hurt a man twice because of the crowd.
"No need! "It's not crowded at all!"
Father and son said almost the same thing. They trapped Xueluo in the innermost area so that she wouldn't have to come and make some beds on the ground.
As if it knew what its mother was worried about, the little fellow immediately consoled, "Mommy, don't worry and sleep, I will watch over Feng Xinglang! Don't let him touch you! Furthermore, we will not let him be a hooligan! "
"..." Xueluo was embarrassed.
He felt that he had truly gone astray. However, because of the man's provocative words, it turned out to be... Just follow him?
"Nuonuo, you lean towards your mother. Your father is injured, don't kick him."
Xueluo moved his son's little butt, causing him to lean closer to his father.
"Mommy, it's not like Feng Xinglang bastard said he wanted to squeeze us …"
The little guy was unwilling to listen to him and stuck out his little p * nis towards his father, Feng Xinglang. He felt uncomfortable all over, as if he wasn't close to his father.
"Nuonuo, in the future, you are not to be called 'bastard' or 'bastard' by your father! Feng Xinglang is your father, you must respect him, understand? "
Unable to stay calm and sleep, Xueluo began to take the materials on the spot to teach his son a polite question.
"Oh... Nuonuo finally understood! But my dad really likes it when I call him a bastard! "
The little guy was so beautiful that he was about to burst out laughing when he was accompanied by his biological father and mother. As she spoke, she also became more cute.
"Your father did not care about this lowly person! Nuonuo mustn't be rude to his own biological father in the future, understand? "
Xueluo felt that this opportunity was not bad, and patiently advised his son with a good temperament, not feeling sleepy at all.
"Mommy, you mean to say that you agree with me calling Feng Xinglang my daddy? In other words, you have forgiven Feng Xinglang? "
His son's ability of comprehension was extremely strong. Feng Xinglang really loved this little thing. He patted his son's head in appreciation.
"... No matter if your mother initially forgave Feng Xinglang, it wouldn't change the fact that he's your father! It has nothing to do with me not forgiving him! These are two different things! " Xueluo said.
After a while, Feng Xinglang's breathing could be heard.
One had to know that if Feng Xinglang did not sleep first, he would only be so nervous that he would not be able to sleep.
"Mommy, that bastard Feng Xinglang is snoring. His wife and children were still awake, how could he sleep first? You really don't know how to be polite! "
The little fellow whined in dissatisfaction.
"Shh!" Hush, your father needs a good rest. "
Xueluo immediately stopped his son's chattering.
Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang opened his eyes and slowly turned his head, to see the woman and child beside him sleeping soundly!
Endless warmth and warmth enveloped Feng Xinglang's heart, which was riddled with thousands of holes.
In short, Feng Xinglang was a man lacking in love!
Whether it was fatherly love, motherly love, or kinship love …
Therefore, when Feng Lixin sacrificed his life to save him, that was the only reason why Feng Xinglang showed such a brother.
Because he treasured the kinship Feng Lixin brought him.
And now, he had his own woman and his own child …
Feng Xinglang's heart, which was drenched in blood due to the so called 'relatives', seemed to have some comfort to it.
Feng Xinglang reached out and caressed his son's fleshy little face, Feng Xinglang's heart was filled with gratification.
After that was the woman's clean and beautiful face. Feng Xinglang caressed it inch by inch as he opened his memories, and longed for the future.
Slowly, Feng Xinglang propped himself up and kissed the women and his son's cheeks.
As though feeling that this kiss was not enough to express his enthusiasm, Feng Xinglang kissed the faces of the girl and his son again, as if this kiss was not enough no matter what.
Xueluo had not fallen asleep. Her heart throbbed the moment she lay down on the bed.
Wasn't this the scene she had dreamed of? The reunion of the family was blissful and harmonious.
However...
Xueluo kept feeling that something was missing in his heart, and he felt an inexplicable sense of fear.
"Feng Xinglang, are you done yet? If you mess around, I'll wake Nuonuo up! "