Chapter 1192 Miss You

"Nono...Nono! My biological son..."

When Feng Xinglang's second call came, the little guy couldn't sit still at all.

It’s been a month since I saw my biological father in person. Although I can talk on the phone every day, the little guy still misses his biological father very much.

No one's love can replace the love of his biological father, Feng Xinglang; what's more, little Lin Nuo is still a child who has been missing his father's love for 5 years!

"Mommy, you are not reserved when you should be reserved; you are so reserved when you shouldn't be!"

Overall, the little guy hasn't fully understood the meaning of 'reserved'. Perhaps in his opinion, the so-called "reservation" means that he doesn't want mommy to be too close to his biological father, and he will become stupid as soon as he is kissed by his biological father!

The little guy said as he climbed down from the chair, "I don't want to compete with you! I want to go out and teach you a lesson: Feng Xinglang, the bastard who left his wife and children here for so long!"

Seeing her son's little figure rushing towards her husband's arms impatiently, Xueluo's nose felt sour again.

She knew that her son missed his biological father very much! Every time he received a call from Feng Xinglang, the little guy felt extremely happy.

"Asshole Feng Xinglang... why did you come here! My wife and children have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The little guy rushed to the hall in one breath. When he saw his biological father Feng Xinglang standing in the huge living room, he sniffed and ran straight past.

"My dear son... let your father give you a good hug!"

Feng Xinglang opened his arms and hugged the flying little thing tightly in his arms.

"Feng Xinglang... you are so annoying! It took you so long to pick up your wife and children!"

Originally, the little guy wanted to be arrogant, but the moment he was held in his arms by his biological father, his eyes became red.

"I'm sorry...Dad, I'm really sorry! I made you and Mommy suffer!"

Feng Xinglang kissed his son's cheek, rubbed the little thing tenderly with his tall nose, rubbed the little guy's chubby butt gently and hard at times, and tightened his little body.

"Now you know that you miss your wife and children, right? If I had known, I wouldn't have let you hold me!"

The little guy hummed arrogantly, but his small hands tightly hugged his father's neck, and he nudged Feng Xinglang with his little head.

"I really want to...my heart hurts just thinking about it!"

Feng Xinglang pressed his big palm on the twisting little guy's back, making him hold him tightly in his arms more snugly.

"Just know it hurts! Don't leave your wife and children for so long next time! Do you hear me?"

The little thing coaxed Feng Xinglang's face, like a restless, yet hurt and aggrieved little beast.

"I heard you! My biological father will never do it again!"

Feng Xinglang gently bit his son's chubby hand, raised his eyes and looked around, "Where's your mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't want to see you! She said she had to be reserved!"

The little guy hummed and pushed his little head against Feng Xinglang's chest in dissatisfaction.

"She's so reserved! Then take her father over there and break her reserve!"

Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy deeply, "Actually, your mommy wants to kiss daddy more than anyone else!"

"No! Mommy loves to kiss her son the most!"

The little guy hummed arrogantly as he took his father Feng Xinglang's hand and walked towards the dining table.

In fact, the little guy still understands some things. He knew that Mommy wanted to kiss her father, but she kept pretending that she didn't miss him. Very nerve-wracking behavior!

"Dad, why haven't my adoptive father and others come back?"

The little guy asked as he led the way.

"Your foster father..."

As soon as he spoke, Feng Xinglang felt a little awkward: whether he admitted it or not, it was not appropriate for his son to call him Hetun's adoptive father. But the little guy also screamed very smoothly and smoothly.

"What do my son and mommy do every day?" Feng Xinglang then changed the topic.

"Let's do some learning with mommy!"

The little guy sighed, "Oh, Mommy is stricter than the teachers in our kindergarten!"

"It's better to be strict... Where is your mommy?"

There was no Lin Xueluo in the restaurant; there was only a cook clearing away the dishes.

"I guess I didn't want to see you, so I hid! Mommy is so willful!"

If I had known, I would have hidden myself and let my father search hard for me. Should be fun.

"My dear son, help your dear father find mommy together, okay?"

"Then what's the benefit of having a biological son?"

"The good thing is... you can think about it first. How about asking your biological father for it after you think about it?"

"Deal! You have to agree to any benefit my father wants!"

"OK! As long as you don't hurt yourself, my father will promise you!"

This sentence still contains a lot of information; but Lin Nuo, a child who is only over 6 years old, may not be able to hear it.

After receiving his biological father's promise, the little guy immediately became excited and whispered into Feng Xinglang's ear. The father and son nodded silently in understanding, and then quietly walked toward the study and bedroom to surround him.

In the study, Xueluo quietly flipped through a copy of Leo Tolstoy's "Anna Karenina".

Maybe I was just flipping through it and had no intention of reading.

The study door was ajar. She knew that Feng Xinglang would come to Pettburg all over to find her, so she didn't lock the study door pretentiously.

The woman reading is as quiet as a beautiful oil painting.

Feng Xinglang paused and stared quietly at the woman sitting in front of the desk, his longing eyes becoming blurred.

"Good son, go out and close the door."

"..." Are you going to do something small again?

The little guy ran over and closed the study door; but he was still in the study.

"My dear son, my dear father would like to discuss this with you: Can you leave some private space for me to talk about love with your mommy?"

"Of course not!"

The little guy hummed, "I knew you were going to play tricks on my mommy!"

In view of his son's incomprehensible amorous feelings, the helpless Feng Xinglang could only let the little guy watch from the sidelines: a hug and a kiss, it was still within the scope of what children could watch!

Feng Xinglang walked straight towards the woman.

Xueluo raised her head, met the man's eyes that were so deep that she was almost lost in them, and trembled her lips slightly.

"came back?"

the woman asked softly. No blame or complaint. It's just a wife's longing for her husband.

"Honey...I miss you!"

The man reached out his long arms and pulled the woman who stood up tightly into his arms, hugging her deeply.

The seamless embrace brought each other's hearts close to each other; Xueluo breathed in the man's breath, a masculine scent unique to this man, every trace of it, but full of passion.

Somehow, she should be angry, but Xueluo couldn't help but wrap her hands around the man's waist...

The man's warm and eager lips kissed Xueluo's neck all the way;

Xueluo wanted to avoid the man's kiss, so she had to bury her head deeply into the man's shoulder...