One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Chapter 851 – Daughters Daughter!
Feng Xinglang had enough gentlemen today.
He knew that women enjoyed their intimacy with her more, like going straight to the point, which was not the work of a husband, or a gentle gentleman.
Only the boundless warmth and affection of a man could make a woman feel that she was deeply loved by a man.
Women, to a large extent, will be happy because of love;
As for men …
"Wait a minute!"
Xueluo's face was completely red from being kissed by Feng Xinglang.
"What are you waiting for?" I can't wait… "
The man stretched out his voice with a slight snort. His handsome face that was just inches away, even the breath he let out was scorching.
But Xueluo still insisted and took out a safety item from the drawer, "Bring this on!"
The man instantly frowned. "I don't like this thing!"
"No!" You must bring it with you! "
Xueluo used a spoiled tone. One must know that these few days were dangerous periods, without any safety measures, one would definitely get pregnant.
"What? Do you dislike me?"
Feng Xinglang's thick eyebrows slightly rose, he seemed to be in a bad mood.
"There's nothing left …" I was just afraid that I would get pregnant! "
Xueluo deliberately rubbed her forehead against the man's unhappiness. She truly loved this man. She wished that she could give her all for this man.
The moment he mentioned that he would be pregnant with a baby, Feng Xinglang's interest was immediately piqued.
"Just give birth!" Watching our own small reprints lined up one by one, eating dinner, how interesting! "
Maybe it was because he had such an unfortunate childhood, that Feng Xinglang especially hoped that he could have even more children, and that he could spoil them to the heavens.
"But I don't want to have two babies so soon! I've just completed the procedures for resuming my studies. I still need a year to get my diploma! For Nuonuo, I have already lost one chance; if I am pregnant with my second life now, wouldn't I have lost this hard-earned second chance?! "
Xueluo finally explained the reason why she insisted her husband Feng Xinglang bring safety equipment.
"That's easy to do. I'll donate some money to your school to ensure that you can get your diploma. You can give your second child to her without disturbing your studies, and you'll even be able to enjoy both of them! "How great!"
The man used an oppressive method to caress the woman's body, causing a small but dense pain to arise, causing the woman to tremble along with his movements. He liked to nudge her.
"It's not good! Where was the beauty in both of them? I don't need you to open the back door for me, and I don't want you to change my diploma by throwing money at me! I will look down on myself! "
Xueluo curled up in the crook of the man's arm, resting her head on his arm, listening to his heartbeat. From time to time, she would even grab onto a little bit of the man's arm to use as a toy.
Only by moving into the old villa that was the Feng Family would Xueluo feel that she was a real Second Madame Feng.
Even when entering and exiting the small district, she was able to hold her head high and raise her chest a little, showing her confidence in being able to enter the Second Madame Feng.
People who are proud will say: life is for themselves, do not care about the opinions of others, as long as they feel happy.
After experiencing so much, Xueluo had long since understood it. It's just that while I'm happy, I can also be happy for others to see.
"You know that my wife can completely rely on her own strength to get a rank certificate … It's just that my husband really wants to have a few more children … Even just listening to them make a ruckus will make my heart feel very comfortable. "
In fact, Xueluo could understand why Feng Xinglang cherished his son so much.
Thinking about something, Xueluo suddenly burst out laughing.
"Feng Xinglang, I, Nuonuo, alone am enough to drive you to the guest room, using me as my mother to not let you kiss me … If I had a few more, wouldn't you have even been deprived of the chance to enter my room? "
This' powerful 'ability, Xueluo had found the right opportunity.
The man raised his eyebrows. "Don't worry, I have my ways with your husband!" Let's get pregnant first! "
Xueluo didn't even have time to react before she felt that the man didn't even pay attention to the safety items that she had taken out from the drawer.
The waves that swept over, completely blocked out Xueluo's reasoning.
There was one point that Feng Xinglang was quite kind about.
It was he who did not stop his son Feng Linnuo from being taken away from the kindergarten by Xing Shi'er every Friday afternoon to visit the Hetun.
Linnuo's little friend had been spoiled by everyone into the sky.
Except in kindergarten, the little guy didn't need to wear his legs when he went out.
If not in Xing Shi'er's embrace, it was on Xing Ba's back. Even if it was Hetun who was unable to move quickly, this little thing would still ride on his neck.
Little friend Linnuo who had just entered the safe island and was waiting for his parents to come pick him up had a face full of excitement: Because today, I can go to Shallow Water Bay again!
The Shallow Water Bay was about to become a toy paradise for Linnuo's little friend!
More importantly, there were still some people who would go crazy playing with him day and night!
However, it was different in Feng Family.
Grandpa Mo was old and could not bear his torment.
Grandma An only knew how to make delicious snacks and fried chicken legs.
Mommy, Xueluo had been especially eager recently;
As for his father, Feng Xinglang…
He could play with the little guy, but he still needed to find time to make his woman happy.
In addition, he had put in a lot of effort in coaxing her these past few days.
That was why the little guy was so excited about being brought to Shallow Water Bay's home every Friday.
But this time, the one who carried him out of the safe island's barrier was her father, Feng Xinglang.
"Is dad happy that he came to pick you up?"
As if there was no one else present, Feng Xinglang rubbed his cheek with his son Linnuo's, revealing his overflowing fatherly love in a doting manner.
But Lil Thing was a bit embarrassed, and kept glancing over at the little girl called Fan Tian Tian.
Feng Xinglang looked towards his son's direction, and when the little girl saw Feng Xinglang's gaze, she immediately called out sweetly:
"Hello, father Linnuo."
"Hello."
Feng Xinglang held out his hand and caressed the little girl's head, his eyes filled with love.
"Fan Tentian, is my dad handsome? I didn't lie to you! "
"I, DAD, am also very handsome!"
The little girl raised her head and said proudly.
"When I grow up, I'll be even more handsome than my father!"
Linnuo's little friend was filled with confidence.
"But I still think that you're even more handsome than you! Your fat face is just cute! "
The little girl was not afraid of people, she stared at the handsome Feng Xinglang with her big, watery eyes.
At this moment, Feng Xinglang had an even stronger urge to have a daughter as his pet.
Seeing Feng Xinglang carrying the little guy onto the carriage, Xing Ba, who had rushed over to pick up the little thing, could not help but feel a little sad.
The Hetun had told him before that he couldn't fight with Feng Xinglang for the little guy, so Xing Ba could only watch Feng Xinglang carry the little guy away.
Xing Ba sighed deeply: To know that he is going back empty-handed, I think there must be more people who have lost their divine injuries.
It felt like the arrival of the little guy every Friday night was like the carnival in Shallow Water Bay.
Xing Ba stood in the crowd, he had originally wanted to quietly wait for Feng Xinglang's Bentley to leave the kindergarten, but after waiting for more than three minutes, he did not see Feng Xinglang's Bentley start.
Could it be that the little fellow was arguing with his father? I don't want to return to the Feng Family with his biological father, but instead want to return to the Shallow Water Bay with this eighth brother of his?
Just now, Feng Xinglang and the little fellow had already seen Xing Ba, who was very close to them in the crowd.
"Father, didn't you say that I would stay with my foster father on Friday?" the little guy asked.
"What? Your foster father is even more important than my biological father?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.
"It's not like that anymore… However, foster father will also miss his fifteenth child! "
The little guy let out a muffled grunt, "Moreover, the wound on my foster father's back hasn't completely healed yet …"
Isn't it just a few bloody holes? How come it hasn't recovered in a month?
Do you want to play a game of meat-grubbing? Or could it be that the Hetun had really aged and her immunity had weakened?
Feng Xinglang picked up an envelope from the dashboard and gave it to his son, Feng Linnuo.
"Remember to give this to your foster father."
"What is this? You wrote a letter to your foster father? "
"Yes."
"May I see what it says?" The little guy was extremely curious.
"Of course."
The little guy immediately took out the letter from the envelope with great joy. However, after looking through it several times, he still could not recognize a single word.
"Just four words?"
However, the little guy still knew how to count square characters.
"Yes, just four."
"Isn't that a bit too little?"
"Quite a few!" "Perfect!"
"But… But the square was so complicated… Can my foster father understand it? "
"It should be possible!"
"What if my foster father doesn't understand?" The little fellow said worriedly.
"Then let him look it up in the dictionary!"
"… "Fine."
The little fellow helplessly returned the letter to the envelope.
"You must personally hand it over to your foster father. Your son can do it, can't he? "
"Of course! Isn't it just two words? Feng Xinglang, you're too stingy, why don't you write a few more words! "
"…"
When Xing Ba saw Xiao Wu holding onto the envelope and getting off the Bentley car, panting as he ran over, Xing Ba immediately went up to him and greeted him happily.
The little thing that was charging at him was lifted up high into the air before hugging itself tightly.
"Can't bear to part with eighth brother?"
"A little."
"Why is it only a little? Eighth brother is so sad. "
Xing Ba used his forehead to touch the little guy's chest, making the little guy laugh out loud.
After getting on the carriage, Xing Ba opened his mouth and asked: "This letter …. Your father wrote it? "
"Yes." My father wrote it to my foster father. "
"What's written on it? Eighth brother, can you take a look? "
The little fellow tilted its head and thought for a moment, but in the end, it still nodded in agreement. In any case, it was only four words, and his father didn't say anything that others wouldn't be able to see.
When Xing Ba saw the four sonorous and forceful words on the letter, his expression froze.
"Eighth Brother, do you recognize these four words?"