Chapter 1796 – Young Love Letter 1
The dining table at Feng Family instantly exploded.
The first one who reacted was the spectator Mo Ranran, "Hehe, little furry bug, you're finally willing to open your mouth and speak."
"Where's the god …" Oh my god… The bugs in my family spoke up! "
Xueluo was so excited that his words were incoherent. He rushed forward to hug his youngest son's arms, and couldn't help but shiver.
She heard it, heard it clearly: her child had finally spoken!
"Ah, ah, ah! The bugs really did say something! Buggy, are you reluctant to leave your brother? Actually, big brother was also reluctant to leave little brother Buggy! "
Linnuo also ran over and kissed his little brother on the cheek.
Seeing that Nuonuo's big brother and mother were so happy, she also rejoiced.
"Little thing, how expensive are you to be so late to open your mouth! You really broke our hearts! "
Feng Lixin lamented, "Especially your mommy. She was so worried that she felt depressed!"
But there were too many arms around the little guy and mouth on his face to be crowded in; and he knew his child would talk, sooner or later.
Feng Xinglang noticed one detail: He turned towards the direction where the little fellow was pointing at, and looked towards the window leading to the dining hall.
The cold moonlight reflected the swaying shadows of the trees, giving off an impression of aloofness and aloofness.
Earlier, he had clearly heard the little fellow say three words: Buggy! Although it was not coherent, he could still speak clearly.
Bug? Was this little guy calling himself?!
But why did he add the word 'big'? After all, in the daily life, the people of Feng Family would never call him a bug. He was usually called an insect, a small bug, or a second young master.
With the word "big" added, was there something else?!
Judging from the direction of the little guy's finger, the 'big bug' he shouted should be something outside the window.
A strange thought instantly flashed across Feng Xinglang's mind. Could it be that the damned Cong Gang was floating all over the Feng Family like a ghost?
However, there were too many uncertainties in the behavior of a child who was only a few months old; it was not suitable to be inferred from conventional thinking.
Feng Xinglang wanted to go up to the window to take a closer look, but he was stopped by his wife's extremely excited voice calling for him.
"Xinglang… Xinglang, did you hear that… We were talking about bugs… We really spoke! "
Xueluo was so excited that hot tears filled her eyes, as she continuously swiped her saliva on the little guy's cheeks.
"Of course I heard it! "Come on, Bug, call me Mama and keep your tearful mommy happy."
Feng Xinglang crouched down and approached her, lovingly guiding the little fellow to call her mother again. He knew that this foolish, sobbing woman had been looking forward to it for far, far too long.
The little guy struggled to get down to the ground, but was tightly hugged by the child's seat and three or four arms. It could only raise its little finger and point towards the window as it cried out anxiously, "Big … Big… Insect! "
"Yo, you little rascal, you don't want to be a little bug yet, but you still want to be a big bug?"
Mo Ranran was amused, and squeezed over and madly kissed the little guy's forehead and cheeks a few times, "Then can I call you Big Insect from now on?"
Following the direction his son was pointing in, Feng Xinglang subconsciously looked towards the French windows: other than the shadows of the trees dancing in the moonlight, he really did not see anything else that was clean or unclean.
The entire Feng Family was overjoyed that Second Young Master Feng had opened his mouth so late to speak.
Only Feng Xinglang seemed to have some strange thoughts while being overjoyed.
When Feng Xinglang came in, his eldest son, Feng Linnuo was preparing to sleep.
It was as if the entire Feng Family was revolving around the children of the Sealing Worm.
Therefore, the reason why Feng Linnuo, this great friend of his, had such a thought was purely because he had felt it before.
Feng Xinglang sincerely apologized to his eldest son.
"There is no such thing as a son by blood! The bug is my own brother, and it was also born from my mother, so I love him a lot! "
After hearing his father's sincere apology, the little friend Feng Linnuo who was originally feeling wronged suddenly became magnanimous.
"Um… My own son is becoming more sensible! "
Feng Xinglang reached out his long arms, hugging his son Linnuo onto his legs, "Your father is especially proud of you! Your son is worthy of praise! "
Being praised by his father like this, the little guy was rather embarrassed, so he laid in his father's arms and gently nudged his head.
"Oh right, Nuonuo … The 'big bug' that little brother insect, that was taught to me by you, right? "
In a very relaxed environment, Feng Xinglang asked about the purpose of his paternity test.
It's a little bit of a 'elimination'.
"No…" My own son only taught the bug brother to call me brother! However, little brother Bug never learned it. But I'm not in a hurry either. Wait until brother Buggy studies for a few more days, he'll definitely call me big brother! " The little guy was rather patient.
It wasn't taught by his eldest son, Linnuo … Who could it be?
If it wasn't for someone teaching him specially, it would be impossible for the little fellow to put these three words together.
"Bug …" Big bug …
Could it be that fellow … Was his soul lingering around?
However…