Chapter 602

Xing Ba is having breakfast, and he is eating very slowly.

He clearly felt a little trouble coming towards him step by step.

Half of the ham was in the mouth, half almost in the throat; Xing Ba swallowed the food in his mouth.

It didn't taste good.

Enjoying delicious food and filling your stomach mechanically are two different psychological states.

"Eight, open the door. I left my fairy tale book in the basement."

Little guy's voice with a little bit of coquetry tone, this time there is no hufeihuwei's fierce voice.

"Fifteen, you should know: Although the adoptive father is not at home, he always has other ways to know everything that happens at home."

Xing BA's voice is very low. It's so low that you can only hear it when you are close to him.

"If you don't tell the adoptive father?" Asked the little fellow.

Xing Ba sighed and shook his head. "The adoptive father doesn't believe anyone, he only believes his own eyes!"

It seems that the little guy still doesn't understand.

In fact, Hetun is playing the final game with Feng Xinglang.

Hetun wanted to see if he could surpass his father, Feng Xinglang!

And Feng Xinglang seems to be playing such a game with Hetun:

is it blood thicker than water that finally saves their father and son's love;

or is Hetun the adoptive father better in his son's mind?

Therefore, Hetun left the little guy to develop his relationship with Feng Xinglang's father and son.

It's OK to be controllable. If it develops to an uncontrollable level, it will only bring destruction to Feng Xinglang.

And for snow mother and son, the future is not so good.

"Nuo Nuo, don't pester your brother. Go back to your study and wait for the teacher. The teacher will be here soon

Xing BA's "adoptive father doesn't believe in anyone, he only believes in his own eyes." xueluo still understood.

On the surface, Hetun is indifferent, but he will monitor the home in many ways.

After lunch, snow left the teacher.

But Lin Nuo also entangled Xing ba.

Looking at the little guy's bulging pocket, Xing BA's eyebrows frowned: is this father's charm really as magical as the legend?

I don't want to take back his fairy tale book. I want to go into the basement to give food to Feng Xinglang's father!

Of course, Xing BA's seeing is the same as not seeing!

Anyway, he also received the order: let Lin Xue fall, mother and son develop their feelings with Feng Xinglang!

Although the adoptive father Hetun said so, Xing Ba could still feel the silent coldness in his adoptive father's eyes!

For xueluo mother and son, the more kind they are to fengxinglang, the more equivalent they are to digging their own grave.

So, after enjoying the little guy's coquetry for a while, Xing Ba opened the door to the basement.

In fact, chocolate beans are really a good thing.

It is not only sweet and warm, but also high in calories, which can supplement the energy needed by the body to the greatest extent.

But every time Feng Xinglang ate one, he would not feel better. I'm not willing to eat too much!

He felt that his children loved him.

Even if he had abandoned him twice, the little thing still had a hope and yearning for father's love.

The darkness in his eyes gives Feng Xinglang more time to think.

There is not the anxiety in imagination, but the extraordinary peace.

When he heard the sound of the door being opened again, Feng Xinglang jumped up from the board and hit the iron fence, which stopped him from rushing to his son Linnuo.

"Nono..."

Feng Xinglang's voice was joyful and gratifying. But I got the husky after dehydration.

Because the wound on his hand could not be treated with medicine, Feng Xinglang's body seemed to have begun to heat up.

"I'm here to get my fairy tale book!"

The little guy explained his intention. But his eyes are deeply attached to Feng Xinglang.

"Oh, you can get it."

Feng Xinglang did not deliver the fairy tale book, but put it on the ground inside the iron fence.

The little guy needs to get closer to get it.

Feng Xinglang squatted and gazed at his son, who was slowly approaching him. A slight smile rose on his dry lips and rippled on his white face.

"Nono, you can come to see Dad. Dad is really happy..."

Feng Xinglang's voice was so hoarse that he could barely speak. But my eyes are full of deep love for my son.

"All said: I just came to get my fairy tale book!"

It seems that the little guy doesn't want to admit that he came in to see his bastard father.

Feng Xinglang no longer makes a sound, but hugs his son Linnuo in his arms."Nono, Dad loves you I love you all the time

Feng Xinglang's voice was deep and dumb. Only their father and son could hear it.

But because of the shackles of handcuffs, this kind of hug is not very enjoyable and comfortable; but the little guy is still intoxicated by the way that the bastard's father hugs him.

In fact, he was not completely intoxicated, at least he tactfully put the food in his pocket into Feng Xinglang's pocket.

Five minutes later, the little guy came out of the basement with the fairy tale book in his arms.

Xing eight brain hole big open think: this fairy tale book, there is no seal line Lang blood book?

For example, write a paragraph: "wife, I'm wrong; I've always loved you deeply.".

As a result, Xing Ba stretched out his foot a little and made a big trip to Xiao Shiwu.

I didn't fall to the little guy, but the fairy tale book was far away.

Xing Laoba took the lead to pick up the fairy tale book.

Quickly turn the page, blood book is not seen, more or less let Xing ba a little disappointed.

But I saw a small piece of paper with yellow and rough edges falling from it.

Xing Lao Ba is very fast. He grabs in front of the little guy, picks up the small piece of paper, and looks upside down: he can see that it's a color Doppler ultrasound picture, but he can't see what's on the picture.

"What is it?"

"With your IQ, I can't understand it!"

The little guy stood on tiptoe and quickly snatched the little color ultrasound picture from Xing ba.

This little picture, the little guy has seen it.

That's what the kid saw in the safe in his father's office.

My father is very precious.

"Can you read it?"

Xing Ba asked. Even he can't understand, he a little P child can understand really day dog!

The little guy didn't want to talk to Xing bamoji. Instead, he picked up the fairy tale book, grabbed the small picture in his hand and ran like a cheetah to the room where Mommy had fallen.

"Mommy, this is from the bastard's father! Take a look. "

Panting, the little guy raises the little picture in his hand to Mommy snow.

When xueluo saw the little color Doppler image, she was dull for a few seconds, then she burst into tears