Chapter 1787

We should get twice the result with half the effort.

Only when the kids are in a good mood can they practice happily.

See Pro Dad this time can take the initiative to bring himself here, the little guy can't hide the happy straight hum.

Before entering the villa, that is, before brushing his face, Feng Xinglang held his little son in his arms.

"Worm, do you want to go in?"

"Mm-hmm..." The little guy leans forward and points his little hand at the screen. Signal the nagging guy to brush his face quickly.

It seems that the little guy also knows: this strange door only works when he brushes his father's face.

"I want to go in Just call me daddy I'd better call it dad! Dad, be simple Darling, call me daddy

Feng Xinglang started his foreplay - a little blackmail first.

That's terrible!

How can this guy be so naive?!

How many pieces of meat can you get by calling you "Dad"?

Even if you can grow a piece of meat, it can only be a piece of fat!

The little guy bawled his little mouth, first turned to look at the face brushing LCD screen, and then looked back at his father Feng Xinglang;

then, he suddenly hugged his father Feng Xinglang's face with a pair of small hands and pushed hard towards the face brushing screen

"Smelly boy, do you really want to fight with your father? With your little strength, you can still shake your father? "

Feng Xinglang was amused by his son's little action. He turned his head with strength. The little guy broke his face and was easily corrected by him.

His small arms and legs, even this guy's head can not twist, let alone to twist his thighs.

The little guy is thinking: do you want to cry twice to show weakness, a cold wind blows over; the little guy is excited to shiver.

In general, fengchongchong children still like the cold wind.

Not everyone can understand and enjoy the situation of high and cold.

I thought the little guy was too cold to bear and would drill into his arms. But I didn't expect that the little guy would stand up straight on his back and open his little mouth in the cold wind, choking the cold wind Play!

There is a little bit: maltreat yourself, let others heartache!

In fact, it's not so mysterious. I just think it's fun to choke the wind.

"Smelly boy, do you really drink from the west?"

Reluctant to let the little guy catch a cold, Feng Xinglang finally compromised: he brushed his face, hugged the little guy and went into the villa.

As soon as he entered the house, the little guy wriggled his little body in his father's arms and wanted to go down to the ground, but Feng Xinglang tightened his arms.

"If you want to play happily, you have to call me father first!"

Feng Xinglang sat down on the carpet and tied the little guy in his arms. He looked like he was going to fight with the little guy for a long time.

So easy to surrender, the little guy is not a seal bug!

Looking around, the little guy yawned as if he was going to sleep.

"It's so hard for you to call me" Dad "when you seal the bug."

Feng Xinglang gently rubbed the little guy's fleshy face with the bridge of his nose. "You call me dad. I'm happy, and you can play happily. Why not do this kind of mutually beneficial thing?"

He is patient enough to explain things with reason and move them with emotion.

Feng Xinglang gently raised the little guy's rebellious chin and asked him to face his own father.

"Come on Open your noble mouth and call me Dad ｐａｐａ…… Daddy My father You can choose whatever you like! "

The little guy quietly looked at the persistent and poor guy in front of him More than ten seconds later, he stretched out his hands again, hugged his father Feng Xinglang's cheek, slowly came close, and gave him a kiss on his father's lips.

Almost every movement is a warm and lovely painting!

To be honest, Feng Xinglang's active intimacy at the moment is almost adoring

Just when Feng Xinglang was addicted to this kind of father son intimacy, the little guy broke away from his father's arm with quick reaction, stepped out of his short leg and rushed to the corner passage.

Smart boy, it's going to be the essence!

Almost a "prison break" was successful!

Fengchongchong children finally lost to their father fengxinglang's long legs!

"Smelly boy, do you think you can run away with a kiss? Well, my father will give you ten times as much! "

Feng Xinglang tightens his arms and kisses the wolf on the little guy's face for more than ten times.

"It's no use, little bug! If you are willing to speak today, you must speak to your father! Today, I'll spend a whole day with you to see if you are better than me or my father is better than me! It's against youFeng Xinglang takes the little guy back to the carpet of the living room, and the father and son confront each other.

"Dad ｂａｂａ……”

Feng Xinglang repeated the simplest overlapping words, guiding the little guy to open his mouth again and again.

As a matter of fact, the little guy's noble language is too late, and he doesn't care too much about Feng Xinglang, but his wife xueluo is always worried. The reason why he forces the little guy to open his mouth is to comfort him and worry about the little guy's wife all the time.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to call Dad! Let's change it. Let's call mom first! mama…… Mom... "

Feng Xinglang took the trouble to guide the little guy over and over again.

Feng chongchong looked at his father Feng Xinglang's closed mouth and yawned. It seemed that he was going to sleep.

"Want to sleep? My father is going to sleep with you. "

“……” Shouldn't you take yourself to bed?

Feng Xinglang hugged his yawning little son and kissed him on the forehead! Wake up, let's continue to practice

Ah Still need to practice! Isn't it stupid to call you dad all day long! You are so short of love!

The children of fengchongchong obviously don't want to sleep very much. The key to my father's sentence, "I'll continue to practice when I wake up." it's really a death sentence!

As a result, Feng chongchong showed his bad side: he suddenly buried his head and bit off his father's wrist.

Is this a repeat of the old technique?

This time, the little guy really underestimated his father's pain tolerance and perseverance.

Feng Xinglang just let the little guy bite his wrist without frowning. Until the little guy bit himself tired and let go of his mouth.

Feng Xinglang stares at the little guy, and the little guy looks back at him.

the father and son face each other in silence!

"Still want to bite my father? Come on, father, let you bite enough! "

Feng Xing took off his coat, rolled up his sleeve to show his strong arm, and sent his whole arm to the little guy:

"bite! My father let you bite enough! If you are happy, shout "Baba" or "Mama" to listen! It's not for nothing

I'm afraid this guy who calls himself his father is going to be crazy?!

Even if you abuse yourself so much, no one here loves you, OK?! Is that a bite? Or not?