Chapter 1555 Alternative Charm

Since the current Mrs. Feng Er was not someone who loved her children, Feng Xinglang asked Yan Bang to prepare a suite with two bedrooms.

Feng Xinglang and Xing Shishi lived in the same room, while Mrs. Feng Er lived in a separate room.

It was late at night, and Xing Shishi was still waiting at the door.

Mrs. Feng Er, who had no intention of sleeping, became interested.

"Fifteen, I'm sure your father must be being 'bullied' by Yan Bang right now!"

The woman knew that Xing Shishi was waiting for Feng Xinglang. It can also be seen that this child likes Feng Xinglang as his temporary father.

"No. Yan Bang is dad's friend, he will not bully dad!"

The little guy turned around and glanced at Mrs. Feng Er who was sitting on the sofa and wearing armor.

"Then it's hard to say..."

The woman drew out the ending, "Now that you are Feng Xinglang's son, it is completely reasonable and reasonable for you to visit your father as a son! Yan Bang's bedroom should not be far from here. You can go and see for yourself!"

It's unclear what the woman is trying to do, but it's obvious that she is quite bored.

So he entertained himself and started teasing Xing Shishi, who was also awake, to relieve his boredom!

"Dad told me not to wander around!"

Maybe the little guy wanted to find Feng Xinglang in his heart, but he kept in mind what Feng Xinglang told him.

"Hey, you are still Hetun's adopted son. You are embarrassing Hetun! Could it be that you couldn't find your way back after you walked out of this door?" Undoubtedly, the woman was using this method on a child. Exciting general method.

"I'm sure I can find my way home!"

Even though he is calmer and calmer than other children his age, Xing Shishi is still just a child after all.

"In this case, you should show your filial piety and go find your father! Maybe he has drunk too much now and is squatting in that corner and vomiting!"

What the woman said later had an effect, and the little guy was really worried that his temporary father, Feng Xinglang, would get drunk.

"Then I'll go...find dad?" the little guy asked sideways.

"Well, go ahead! If you can't carry the drunken Feng Xinglang, you can ask a big and thick pawn to carry your dear father back!"

"Okay. I'm going."

The little guy was still fooled by the woman. It also stems from Xing Shiwu's concern for Feng Xinglang.

Watching the little thing rush out eagerly, the woman sighed slightly: This Feng Xinglang is really popular!

Not to mention Xing Fifteen, who is only a few years old, even she seems to want to get closer to Feng Xinglang, so as to get some tips from him to get close to Songtai!

Although Feng Xinglang only said verbally that he had a way to make Songtai fall in love with her... the woman actually believed him a little bit!

A different kind of charisma?

"Hey, little one, go back to your room! Don't run around!"

As soon as Xing Shishi ran out, he was shouted at by a muscular man guarding the corridor.

"I'm going to find my dad!"

After all, Xing Shishi was also the adopted son of Hetun, and it was not something that ordinary people could stop.

Before the muscular man could speak for the second time, the little guy turned around and disappeared in a flash.

"Hey...don't run!"

With this shout, half of the living area of ​​Yulong City was put on level one alert.

Xing Shiwu also successfully met the leader Leopard Tou.

"Little one, why are you running around blindly in the middle of the night?"

"I'm looking for my father, Feng Xinglang!"

The little guy deserves to be neither humble nor haughty. And it's not just about being in the drama, it seems to be a bit like making the fake come true.

"Your father, Feng Xinglang, has already gone to bed! Go back to your own room and sleep!" Leopard Head shouted harshly.

"Then where does my father sleep? Is he drunk?"

Xing Shiwu insisted on meeting Feng Xinglang. His adoptive father, Hetun, had told him to take good care of Feng Xinglang, his temporary father. If there is any special situation that he cannot solve, you can contact Xing Ba and the others at any time.

"Where he sleeps is none of your little kid's business!" Leopard Head snorted impatiently.

"It's none of my business! I am his son and he is my father!"

It seems that all the adopted sons selected by Hetun have a little bit of a temper.

"Oh, are you serious? It seems that the next Oscar winner is none other than you!"

Leopard Head teased the thin Xing Shishi.

"What's the noise about?"

It was Yan Bang who opened the door. Yan Bang in pajamas. It looked like he had fallen asleep, or was just about to fall asleep.

"Brother Bang, this little guy said he wants to find his father, Feng Xinglang."

"Your father is asleep." Yan Bang frowned coldly.

"Has my father been drinking? Is he drunk? Can I go in and see him?" The little guy insisted on seeing Feng Xinglang.

Normally, the impatient Yan Bang might have thrown the child back with his leopard head; but considering that the little thing is the adopted son of Hetun...

"Okay, then come in!"

Even Leopard Tou didn't expect that Yan Bang, who had always disliked and strictly prohibited outsiders from entering his living room, would allow Xing Shishi to go in to see Feng Xinglang!

On the luxurious bed, Feng Xinglang, who was breathing steadily and with a handsome face, was sleeping.

"dad."

Xing Shishi ran over and murmured lightly, only to find that Feng Xinglang was sleeping deeply. The little guy sniffed Feng Xinglang's mouth and nose and smelled a little alcohol, but it was just faint.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of your father. Go back and take care of your mother!"

Yan Bang stroked Xing Shishi's head lightly. It seems like a smile but not a smile.

The little guy nodded obediently, "Then it's up to you, Uncle Yan!"

"Well, it's no trouble!" Yan Bang laughed angrily.

After covering Feng Xinglang with the quilt, the little guy reluctantly left Yan Bang's living room.

Gazing at Feng Xinglang's handsome face, Yan Bang's breathing seemed to become heavier.

Some rough fingers lightly touched Feng Xinglang's angular face, like a pen that was painting roughly but trying hard to paint a soft and delicate picture!

Yan Bang leaned over and sniffed Feng Xinglang's breath: the slightly alcoholic smell seemed to be able to make Yan Bang drunk instantly!

"Don't worry...I won't touch you! I'm going to the gym..."

Feng Xinglang's eyelids seemed to roll slightly once or twice, and then he fell into a deep dream.

…

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the next morning.

It was a really deep sleep.

With the return of consciousness, the originally worried face suddenly became gloomy.

He had all the clothes he should have, but they had been completely changed.

This is Yan Bang's living room, but Yan Bang is not in the room.

I moved all the organs in my body and felt flexible. Nothing is missing, nothing is added.

"Are you awake? Lang, you're so fat, it's time to keep fit!"

Yan Bang must have just finished working out, and his tendons are still tight. He has the almost perfect abdominal muscles and mermaid lines of a bodybuilder.

Feng Xinglang just glanced sideways at him, "I don't want to make money by selling meat!"