Chapter 1488 So Cruel

But Lin Xueluo pulled off the willow branches and did not use them to beat her own son. Instead, she brushed off the leaves from the willow branches and walked towards the living room of the Feng family's main villa with those branches.

The little one jumped up and down next to her mother, showing no signs of being beaten.

But judging from Lin Xueluo's angry look, those cleaned willow branches should be used as props for beating people!

The mother and son were talking about something, but Basong couldn't hear clearly. But with the little guy's cleverness, if he really knew how to get beaten, he would have run far away.

Aren't those willow branches used to beat Lin Nuo's children? What is it used for?

"Mommy, what are you doing pulling these branches?"

The child Lin Nuo asked questions before and after, hoping to get a definite answer.

"Do justice! Punish evil and promote good!"

Xueluo took the willow branches into the living room and said, "Protect the rights of our mother and son!"

"Mommy, are you... are you... trying to beat my bastard biological father with them?" the little guy asked in a low voice.

"Guessed it right!"

Xueluo sat on the sofa, first took out one of the willow branches and gestured with it in his hand. It felt too soft, so he picked up the second willow branch and stacked it together.

"Mommy, what mistake did my father make that you want to hit him with a branch?"

The little guy asked again. Even if you want to tip off someone, you have to know the reason first. My father said that we need to take the right medicine!

"It's not a big deal...but it has become a matter of principle!"

Xueluo shook the two overlapping willow branches, as if to test his skills, "Mommy must nip such bad behavior as your biological father in the bud! Let him know: What can a married man do?" , what can’t be done!”

"Mommy...these branches are so soft...it won't hurt if you hit someone...are you trying to make fun of my biological father?"

Little Lin Nuo was testing whether Mommy was firm in her determination to beat her biological father. If it was just a joke, he wouldn't need to tell his biological father in advance; but if Mommy was serious about it... he was still a little bit reluctant to let his bastard biological father get beaten.

"Oh, it won't hurt if you hit someone with a willow stick? That's because you haven't seen its power!"

The two willow branches were still too soft when stacked together, so Xueluo began to weave the willow branches together to form a cane shape.

"If the effect is good, Mommy will prepare one specially for you! For example, if you skip school or run away from home, you can use it!"

"Mommy...you should keep it to teach your bastard father a lesson! Your son is the son you worked so hard to give birth to. I know Mommy would be reluctant to beat her son!"

The little guy ran away knowing what was going on, "Mommy, my son went upstairs to do his homework!"

"Well! Do your homework! Otherwise, Mommy will let you try the power of willow branches first!"

The little guy ran back to his nursery in one breath. Also brought upstairs is a wireless landline phone.

The call was to his biological father, Feng Xinglang.

"Dad, I kindly remind you: your big butt is about to bloom!"

"How can I talk to my biological father? No matter how big or small!"

Even if he was scolding, you could still hear the full affection for the little guy in Feng Xinglang's words.

"Let me tell you: Mommy just pulled a lot of willow branches... and said she would save them for spanking your butt!"

"Does your mommy want to spank your vagina, or spank your dad's vagina? Tell me how you messed with your mommy? If you are willing to confess to your dad, I will be lenient. My dad can still be shameless. I’m asking Mommy for a favor for you!”

"Asshole dad, it's you who's going to be beaten! If you don't believe me, I'll knock you down!"

When the little guy saw that his father looked nonchalant, he was too lazy to continue chatting with him! Just let him get beaten!

When Feng Xinglang called back, Aunt An had already answered the phone.

"What's wrong with Nono? What kind of willow branch did his mother use to whip him?"

Aunt An glanced at Xueluo, who was weaving willow sticks on the sofa in the living room, and said in a low voice, "Second Young Master, my wife is using those willow branches to weave cane... I think you'd better come back first, No. I'm afraid I'm really going to get beaten!"

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly because he was extremely protective of his calf: He might be able to accept it reluctantly if the woman taught the little guy a few words; but if the woman wanted to hit the little guy with some willow sticks... he would definitely not tolerate it. !

How young a child is, isn't he a little naughty to be able to be so cruel? !

When Feng Xinglang was a child, he had really seen the power of willow branches whipping his whole body! That’s really going to make your skin burst open!

What happened to this woman? Having trouble sleeping? Or is it because my son skipped school and went to Rouen a few days ago?

Isn't it already turned over? Why are you thinking about beating up the little thing again? !

Feng Xinglang dropped what he was doing and immediately drove back.

After hearing the sound of his father's engine roaring back, the little guy immediately rushed downstairs.

Xueluo sat calmly on the sofa in the living room, looking coldly at the man who hurried back.

There are still some broken branches on the coffee table in front of the sofa; and Xueluo's hand is hidden behind her back, and her specific motive cannot be seen.

"Dear husband, are you back?"

As soon as Xueluo opened his mouth, Feng Xinglang smelled something strange.

"My dear wife...are you waiting for your husband to come back? My husband is so touched!"

Feng Xinglang smiled slightly, with a hint of evil charm in the corners of his raised lips. Emotions are meant to be shown to others through ‘color’!

Xueluo at this moment was completely immune to his beauty tricks.

"Since you are moved... then come over!"

Xueluo smiled harmlessly, as if she was trying to seduce a man to come over to her.

There was something obviously wrong with the woman's state... But Feng Xinglang didn't realize what the woman wanted for the time being.

But his wife had cordially invited him, so how could he, a grown man, not accept her invitation?

So, he showed his extremely handsome smile and walked towards the woman sitting on the sofa.

"Feng Xinglang, I'll give you ten seconds to admit your mistake! Otherwise, don't blame your wife for being rude to you!"

Xueluo was still democratic, and she gave the man a chance to appeal.

"Admit your mistake? Me?"

Shouldn't he be a naughty and mischievous son?

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly and thought quickly for three seconds, not realizing that he had made any mistake.

Then he subconsciously glanced at his son aside...

The little guy spread his hands and shrugged, with a helpless look of 'I really don't know'!

"Time's up!" Xueluo took out the braided rattan from behind.

"Xueluo...wife...calm down first...even if I have to be executed, you have to let me die clearly, right?"