The night gradually deepened.
Feng Xinglang was coaxing his son who was about to get up when he received a call from Yan Bang.
The little guy didn't eat much at night, and his eyes were filled with tears.
No matter what, he refused to accept Cong Gang's death. Because in the little guy's heart, Cong Gang had always been the strongest unrivalled character.
He had never believed that even the strongest unrivalled character would die!
The little guy who was coaxed to sleep would occasionally cry out in his sleep due to the inertia.
After kissing his son's teary eyes, Feng Xinglang then picked up Yan Bang's phone and walked out of child room's room.
"Mm, speak."
"Lang… Kid Nuo, is he alright? "
Yan Bang's voice was a little hoarse. They thought that Feng Xinglang wouldn't answer his call, or she would yell and curse at him the moment she opened her mouth; but not only did Feng Xinglang answer his call, her voice also seemed rather calm.
Feng Xinglang deserved a bland voice. After glancing in the direction of the master bedroom, he turned around and walked towards the study. It seemed like he didn't want to disturb his wife's rest and rest.
"Lang, I'm sorry …"
He seemed to have taken the initiative to ask for a scolding. Because in the news of Cong Gang's death, Feng Xinglang had always been taking measures to conceal and protect his wife and children.
But he, Yan Bang, had impulsively revealed the truth. He had never considered the endurance of a child of his age.
At first, Yan Bang did not understand why the little guy was so sad because of Cong Gang's death. He was a little jealous.
"Alright, Yours Truly will give you a slap on the face!"
Did this fool Yan really slap his own face? Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.
"Have you vented your anger? If you don't, I'll continue? "
Yan Bang practically gave the warmth of his life to Feng Xinglang.
Perhaps, he would always be vicious and vile towards others, but towards Feng Xinglang, he possessed endless tenderness.
Feng Xinglang's voice was filled with fatigue and fatigue.
"Lang, why does your voice sound so tired? "Oh yeah, I got some good stuff. I'll help you heal up after coming over!"
Yan Bang's voice carried a hint of urgency, as though she was afraid that Feng Xinglang would hang up his phone.
"Don't worry, no one in Shen City would dare touch me!"
"Enough, stop boasting your bullshit! Be a good citizen! "
"Alright. "I'll listen to you."
Yan Bang was already used to responding to all of Feng Xinglang's requests. Feng Xinglang's words were better than the imperial edict.
"Mm, then …" "Dead."
"Lang …" Yan Bang called out again, "In your heart, I will never be able to compare to Cong Gang … Right? "
"Yan Po Zi, why the f * * k did you insist on comparing yourself to Cong Gang? Will you die? "
"Why is it getting noisy again? I was just casually asking! " Yan Bang said softly.
"Don't ask such silly questions in the future! You cannot replace Cong Gang, and Cong Gang cannot replace you! You have nothing to compare! "Also…"
"I thought you were going to cut my tongue and eat it yourself!" Yan Bang snickered.
Mo Ranran read three or four fairy tales to Feng Tuantuan in a row, but the little thing still showed no signs of falling asleep.
"Big Sister Big Ranran, Big Brother Nuonuo didn't go down to eat dinner tonight …"
After a long while, Feng Tuantuan finally opened his mouth.
"Don't worry, your Uncle already delivered something upstairs for your big brother Nuonuo to eat."
"Sister Big Ranran, why do you think brother Nuonuo is in a bad mood tonight? "I'm very worried about him."
So it turns out that the little guy hadn't slept at all this late at night because he had been worried about her Big Brother Nuonuo.
From Mo Ranran's perspective, 80% of the time when Linnuo's little friend was in a bad mood, he couldn't leave him alone.
"It won't happen… Big Brother Nuonuo wouldn't be jealous of Little Sister Mi. Because his sister, Mimi, was his own sister. He said before that he wouldn't be jealous of his younger sister … " It seems that the little thing understood her brother Nuonuo quite well.
"That won't happen either!" Uncle loves Big Brother Nuonuo the most! "
"Alright, my little princess, Big Ranran really can't think of anything! Will you sleep well? Big Ranran begs you! "
Thinking that Brother Lixin should have already dealt with all the affairs, maybe he was just preparing to wash up. It would be a pity to miss such a good opportunity to get close to her.
"Now? Maybe your big brother Nuonuo has already fallen asleep! "
"If Big Brother Nuonuo is asleep, I'll take a peek and then come back home."
"…" What a little lover!
"Thank you, Big Ranran!"
Feng Tuantuan put on a set of clothes, and without even wearing his shoes, he sprinted all the way out.
"Clang! Clang!" Clang! Clang! Clang … Put on your shoes! "
Mo Ranran could not help but mutter to himself. This little thing, Big Brother Nuonuo who had been so concerned for her since he was young, what will happen when he grows up?!
Just as Feng Xinglang finished receiving the call from the study, he saw a small pink figure run into his son Nuonuo's room.
Feng Tuantuan… Did she come to her son's room so late to date?
Feng Xinglang did not say anything, and slowly walked towards his son's room.
Half leaning on the door frame, Feng Xinglang saw Feng Tuantuan standing beside his son's bed. Borrowing the weak light from the wall, Feng Xinglang quietly watched his son sleeping.
"Big Brother Nuonuo, are you asleep?"
"Big brother Nuonuo, are you in a bad mood?"
Such a young child was already deeply rooted in love?!
Or … Did he think too much?!
Feng Xinglang leaned on the side of the door and watched quietly: This kind of scene, really made him feel touched.