"Putong."
A muffled sound echoed through the quiet night.
The little fellow who was woken up rubbed his tender cheeks in pain, using his hands to push his sleeping father, Feng Xinglang.
Before going to sleep, Feng Xinglang could still act like a loving father, tightly hugging his precious son in his arms, and the father and son could even fall asleep close to each other.
However, that simple plank bed was too small. Feng Xinglang who was only 1.85 meters stretched out his limbs; It was fine before he went to sleep, but he knew that he was holding his own life in his arms; however, after sleeping … Feng Xinglang smoothly flipped over, half letting go of her embrace, and then the little fellow fell out of his embrace!
"Nuonuo, did you fall?" Cong Gang asked.
The little guy rubbed his little butt while pushing his sleeping father forward.
, who was still drowsy, looked at his son underneath the bed with shock. "Nuonuo? Why did you get out of bed? Do you need to pee? "
"Bastard, your father!" Your own son was pushed out of bed by you! "
The little guy discontentedly hummed, "You only know that you're sleeping. You squeezed your son out of bed and you're still sleeping!"
Feng Xinglang reached out his long arm and pulled the little fellow back into his embrace.
"It fell! "It hurts!"
"Where did he fall?"
"I've fallen on P shares!" Quickly massage me! "
"Alright, let your father massage for you…"
Looking at the father and son pair squeezed onto a small bed, Cong Gang said in a bland voice, "Nuonuo, come sleep at my place."
"No need for the big caterpillar! "You're still injured, but if I accidentally kick you, you'll be injured a second time."
The little fellow in the arms of his father, Feng Xinglang, quickly returned to dreamland.
Seeing that the little fellow had fallen asleep, Cong Gang did not say anymore.
But the trees want peace, and the wind does not stop …
"Cong Gang, I don't mind sleeping with you …" It was Feng Xinglang who spoke in a hushed tone.
"I do!"
Cong Gang coldly replied.
Feng Xinglang muttered to himself, then stopped. A few minutes later, he could hear the sound of his snoring.
Half an hour later, when both father and son were fast asleep, a pair of hands silently reached towards's little friend in her arms …
In the dim light, Feng Xinglang uttered a low mutter; at the same time, he practically reflexively grabbed onto the hand that was reaching out towards his son.
In the dark room, a soft answer came out, "Nuonuo will sleep with me … He will sleep more comfortably! "
Feng Xinglang, who was half asleep and half awake, actually didn't have a very clear consciousness. However, when he saw Cong Gang's familiar face, he slowly let go of it, allowing Cong Gang to take away the thing that was his precious life.
Such trust!
After half an hour, Cong Gang finally relaxed his vigilance and fell asleep with great difficulty. However, he felt himself being embraced by a gibbon like creature, and then, a leg that felt as heavy as a thousand kilograms …
Feng Xinglang crawled onto Cong Gang's bed after smelling his son's scent. Even three people huddled together would be better than the simple wooden bed that was so simple that even bones ached.
However… He had truly underestimated Feng Xinglang's strength and agility; if Cong Gang even had the slightest movement of struggling, Feng Xinglang would have held him down even more tightly. It looked like a Forest Boa ready to swallow its prey at any moment.
"Feng Xinglang, move your leg away!" Cong Gang hissed.
When Linnuo's little friend woke up, he was shocked to discover many strange things.
The second thing: he actually slept on the caterpillar bed.
The third thing: The big caterpillar was not on his own body; his big body only had his bastard father, Feng Xinglang, and himself!
The little guy reflexively lay down on the edge of the bed to look: Could the big caterpillar have been pushed out of the bed by his father?
"Daddy, the caterpillar is gone!"
Three minutes later, from the bedroom on the second floor, the little guy's loud voice could be heard.
… ….
"Mommy… Mommy. "In the work class."
The two beautiful little princesses of the Bai Family, who were so beautiful that it was hard to believe, were adorned cute and beautiful by the early education teacher Shui Qiannong.
The cute girls could only repeat simple sentences; they were already used to leaving early in the morning to bid farewell to their mother, Yuan Duoduo, who was heading to work.
Did the two little darlings really want her to go to work?
"Alright …" The two cute girls answered at the same time.
"Teacher Momo …"
"Doudou… Yaya… Slow down and don't fall! "
In fact, Yuan Duoduo wanted to say: Don't leave! You are Mommy's children, you can't be so close to others!
When Xueluo saw Bai Mo and Shui Qiannong, who were playing together on the lawn with Doudou, she deeply felt that the sense of crisis Yuan Duoduo felt came not only from her heart, but also from the cruel reality of their blessings and blessings.
In front of Shui Qiannong, Bai Mo was unbridled; he was like a child playing with his two daughters while they flew away.
What exactly was suppressing force between him and Yuan Duoduo that prevented them from stepping into each other's hearts?
Xueluo felt that the problem was not Shui Qiannong! Even if Shui Qiannong was kicked out of the Bai Family, there would still be tens of thousands of women involved in Bai Mo's and Yuan Duoduo's life.