Chapter 1619: Still Acting Mischievously!

Xing Twelve is not one to be frightened!

Asking her about Lin Xueluo was also out of respect for her!

It's not a big deal that Xing Twelve wants to take little Feng Linnuo away from her!

Seeing Lin Xueluo being so unreasonable, Xing Twelve became rude.

At any rate, he has already done the 'courtesy first', and now he can only 'rear troops'!

Seeing Xing Twelve walking around the end of the bed and approaching his son on the south side, Xueluo immediately became nervous: she knew she couldn't catch Xing Twelve, who was very skilled. What's more, she's still carrying a baby in her belly!

"Xing Twelve, is it possible that you, a grown man, want to bully a weak and pregnant woman like me?"

"Lin Xueluo, I have already asked for your opinion. Who knew you were so unreasonable? You'd better lie down and don't move. I won't hurt you! I will send Shiwu back tomorrow morning. You I can still sleep peacefully alone tonight..."

"Xing Twelve, believe it or not, I'm calling Hetun right now: saying that you bullied his daughter-in-law! And you want to tease me!"

"Lin Xueluo, are you suffering from delusional disorder? How could I...how could I have teased you?" Xing Twelve blushed with embarrassment.

"As long as Hetun believes it!"

Before Xing Twelve could speak again, Xueluo immediately raised her voice and shouted loudly:

"Here come, catch the thief! Someone stole something!"

"..."

At this moment, Xing Twelve was completely shocked. He really didn't expect that Lin Xueluo would not only be unreasonable, but also act violently!

right! It’s just a joke!

This woman...could she be a fake Lin Xueluo? !

Lin Xueluo used to be so docile, so considerate, so well-informed...

And Lin Xueluo tonight was simply an unreasonable shrew! !

How dare you accuse him of molesting her?

Oh my god, this woman’s head is broken!

After hearing the cry for help coming from the master bedroom on the third floor, the first one to run over was Mo Ranran, who was quick-moving: she was barefoot and holding a baseball bat in her hand; followed closely by Housekeeper Mo, who was only wearing pajamas...

The reason Xing Twelve didn't leave was because he wanted to see who Lin Xueluo could call! Because he knew that Feng Xinglang was still living in the hospital.

Well, a family of old, weak, sick, disabled, women, children and pregnant women! She really belongs to Lin Xueluo!

Xing Twelve couldn’t do it at all! He won't attack Prince Xing's family either!

So, he could only jump out of the window and run away in despair! The key is not to be left waiting to be beaten, right?

Feng Linnuo, who was covered in quilt by Xueluo, rubbed his sleepy eyes and stared blankly at Da Ranran and Butler Mo in the room.

"Da Ranran...Grandpa Mo...it's so late, what are you doing in my mommy's room?"

"Oh, Mommy seems to have seen a wild cat crawling into the room...but now it crawled out again! Nono, just sleep well, it's fine now!"

Xueluo took over the words first and hugged the sleepy little guy under the quilt again.

"Madam, I have closed the window tightly for you. You and Nono should have a good rest."

Butler Mo quickly pushed his daughter Mo Ranran out first and then closed the door.

I know Xing Twelve and Butler Mo. He knew that Xing Twelve would not harm the second wife and the young master. Since his wife didn't want to mention the arrival of Xing Twelve just now in front of the children, he didn't say much.

"Dad, who is that boy? Why does he look so familiar? He feels like an adopted son from Hetun!"

"Okay, stop asking! Don't tell Nuonuo about what happened tonight, and don't tell the eldest and second young masters either!"

"What's so secret about this?! If he breaks into a house in the middle of the night, he should be given a good beating!"

"Beat him? He didn't beat you, so just have fun!"

Butler Mo pulled up his daughter's pajamas that fell off her shoulders, "How many times have I told you: Don't always wear the young master's pajamas to bed! Why don't you listen! You said that you are from a girl's family and always wear men's pajamas. How unbecoming it is to sleep!"

"I just like to wear my husband's pajamas! You have nothing to do with it!"

Noila Mo made a face and ran back to the bedroom on the second floor happily.

Looking at his daughter's overly energetic back, Butler Mo couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

The eldest lady in his imagination should be dignified, noble, well-educated, and well-known; but he never thought that the eldest lady would be as frizzy and silly as his daughter, who spends all day in silly fun!

In fact, Butler Mo is not optimistic about his daughter's marriage to the eldest young master. At that time, the eldest young master simply wanted to find someone to serve him.

Butler Mo was thinking: when the eldest young master meets the woman he likes, he will immediately ask his daughter to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy.

If the eldest young master no longer has a new lover in this life, then it would be better to leave his daughter by his side to take care of him for the rest of his life.

He is old and unable to do what he wants. Sometimes I wish I could arrange the rest of the young master’s life properly...

It's no wonder that his daughter Ran Ran always complains about him: she loves the young master hundreds of times more than she loves her as a daughter!

Lin Nuo in the room glanced at the window. The curtains have been drawn again by Butler Mo.

The intelligent curtain control system was originally installed, but Xueluo felt that it had lost the delicacy of life, so she replaced it with a hand-operated one.

"Mommy, I thought I heard Lao Twelve's voice just now?"

Before Xueluo let out her voice and shouted, she hid the little guy under the quilt in advance, but she didn't expect to wake the little guy up.

"Why do you miss your twelfth brother so much?"

Xueluo kissed her son's rosy face gently, "My son hasn't seen mommy for more than a month. Don't you miss mommy?"

That's how the topic got sidetracked.

"Of course my son misses Mommy! He misses her every day! After being away from Mommy for so long, it seems like a century has passed for my son!"

"Little Slippery, do you know how long a century is?"

"A century is a hundred years! How could my own son not know!"

The little guy climbed out of the quilt as he said, "Mommy, my son needs to pee!"

"Well, go ahead! Be careful."

"Mommy, you know, my son is no longer a little P kid!"

The little guy quickly climbed out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Instead of going to pee, he opened the bathroom window and looked down.

Xueluo heard the sound of her son opening the window and couldn't help but sigh softly.

The relationship between her son and Hetun was not something she could just break off if she wanted to!

To be honest, Xueluo was quite confused: Should she let her son sever ties with Hetun? Or should he let his son continue his relationship with his grandfather and grandson in Hetun?

Thinking that Hetun was already over 60 years old and had an arm disabled, Xueluo's kind heart began to overflow again.

In fact, why doesn’t Xueluo understand Hetun’s principle of ‘being in the Jianghu and having no control over himself’?

We have to go see Hetun, but we might as well go see him in a few days!

Let him have time to think and reflect!