Chapter 1726 Waiting for Tenderness 2

When Feng Xinglang came into the room, Xueluo was sitting beside the crib, looking tenderly and silently at the second Young Master Feng in the crib.

If little boy Feng Linnuo looks like his father, Feng Xinglang, then little boy Chongchong looks like his father, Feng Xinglang.

There is an air of arrogance in his bones that would repel others thousands of miles away.

Xueluo played with her son's little hands: they should have been chubby little hands with baby fat, but they were slightly thin and had distinct joints.

"Why isn't Miss Lin asleep yet?"

Feng Xinglang washed his hands and sat down, hugging his wife in his arms and giving her a kiss.

"I slept well during the day, how can I still get so much sleep!" Xueluo murmured.

"Come on, Feng Second Young Master, give me a hug from my dear father!"

Under normal circumstances, Second Young Master Feng would not be able to wake up. Even though he was awake, he didn't bother to open his eyes and look at people.

"You don't even look at your biological father...you are so arrogant!"

Even so, it did not affect Feng Xinglang's affection for and kiss with the second young master Feng.

Little things are not clingy. Except when he is hungry and needs to be fed by his mother, most of the time he sleeps quietly by himself. Occasionally, when he is in a good mood, he opens his eyes to look at people, and he doesn't refuse anyone who comes, and he won't make a fuss if anyone hugs him.

"I think our second child is going to be like you: so arrogant that he doesn't even know his last name."

Feeling a surge of excitement, Xueluo lightly covered her front body, "By the way, Xinglang, have you decided on the name of our family Chongchong? This birth certificate is about to expire."

What a headache.

At first, I thought she was a girl, and the name I thought of was the poetic and picturesque 'Feng Linwan'; now that I have become a girl, I really can't think of a nice and connotative name.

"Let my husband think about it for a few more days!"

Feng Xinglang nuzzled his son's tender face with the tip of his nose, his eyebrows slightly tinged with melancholy.

"If you really can't think of anything better, then call him Xing Cheng."

"Xing Cheng?"

Feng Xinglang frowned, "Why did you come up with such a strange name?"

"The name given by Grandpa Chongchong! It sounds pretty good to me!"

From Xueluo's conception, to Xueluo's birth, until now, Hetun has always cared for Xueluo's mother and child.

When Hetun learned that the name Feng Xinglang and his wife had prepared for their child could not be used, he came up with a boy's name called 'Xing Cheng'.

In fact, ‘Xing Cheng’ should have been Feng Xinglang’s name. It's just that the relationship between him and Su He was too God-fateful.

Feng Xinglang's eyes darkened instantly, "My name is Feng Xinglang, and my son's name is Feng Chengcheng. Don't you think it's strange?"

In fact, Feng Xinglang understood his wife's intentions. But he deliberately twisted his words like this.

"Xinglang, do you think it is reasonable for Hetun to want his grandson to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan..."

"Okay, no need to say more! All you need to know is that your husband's surname is Feng!"

"..." Such a bad temper again!

Seeing the man's face darken, Xueluo didn't say anything more.

"Ah..." Xueluo exclaimed as a painful surge hit her.

"What's wrong Xueluo?" Feng Xinglang quickly put the little thing back into the crib.

"It's rising again! Come on, get me a breast pump."

Xueluo couldn't help complaining, "It's all my fault, Aunt An and the others, for making me drink so much soup and water every day. I have so much milk, and they urge me to drink it every day... Our Chongchong family can't drink that much... …”

"What kind of breast pump are you getting? Don't I just have a ready-made one?"

Originally, Feng Xinglang just wanted to flirt with his woman and enhance the relationship between husband and wife that had not been actual for a long time; but when he buried his head in his wife's arms and took a few sips...

Then he frowned and stood up, "Forget it, I'd better help you get the breast pump!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xueluo behind her was already laughing so hard at the man's forbearing expression that she couldn't stand up straight.

…

"Xinglang, my aunt is taking care of me here. You can go sleep with your eldest son tonight."

Xueluo reminded her husband, who revolved around their mother and son every day, "Don't neglect Nono."

"Yeah, okay." Feng Xinglang responded, holding his youngest son in his arms.

"Xinglang, please tell me the truth: Have you ever been like my Nono said: you like the new and are tired of the old?"

Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows slanted slightly, "Miss Lin, why are you so petty? They are all born to me, Feng Xinglang. Do you think I will favor one over the other? Still prefer the new and dislike the old? Do you think you are giving birth to two pets? !”

"But the fact is: the time you spend with our Noonuo has obviously been reduced by two-thirds! This is an indisputable fact! Isn't it?"

This is a fact that Feng Xinglang cannot defend!

After spending some time with his wife and youngest son, Feng Xinglang went upstairs to his son Feng Linnuo's room.

Little Lin Nuo was not completely asleep yet. I just played Lego for a while, and my sleepiness has just returned.

When his biological father Feng Xinglang came in, the little guy didn't feel it; but he felt it clearly as his biological father lay down next to him.

The little guy squinted his sleepy eyes, glanced at his biological father lying beside him, and let out a long yawn.

"Dad, don't you go to accompany Chongchong and Mommy?"

"Need not!"

Feng Xinglang kissed his son's forehead, "Tonight's biological father belongs to only Mr. Nuo, my son!"

The little guy was slightly startled at first, and then he flattened his mouth and said, "Dad, you don't need to accompany your eldest son so deliberately..."

He sighed softly, "I'm so old, I don't need your company anymore! You should go and accompany Chongchong and Mommy!"

"What you are saying...can my dear father interpret it as: My eldest son Nuo is sulking and jealous?"

Feng Xinglang lovingly hugged the little thing's shoulders and brought him into his arms.

"Dad, do you look down on me, your own son, too much? I need my own private space now! Sticking to your biological father and mother is the behavior of a weak person! My biological son doesn't want to be a weakling!"

private space? Still acting like a weakling? What do these mean?

"Nono, who taught you these?" Feng Xinglang frowned.

"My son is so smart, does he need someone to teach him?"

The little guy pushed away his father's arm around his shoulders and said, "Dad, go and accompany Chongchong and Mommy. My son really doesn't need your company!"

"But my dear father is already here... and he has even fallen asleep. If you drive him away like this, my dear father will feel very uncomfortable! My dear father wants to sleep with my eldest son tonight!"

Thinking it was just the little thing's pretentious remarks, Feng Xinglang decided to stay.

"Then my son will have no choice but to accept you for one night! I won't do it next time!"

"..." Has his son really grown up? !

…

Today is a day of sacrifice in the traditional sense.

Sacrifice to Feng Yishan does not seem to have much meaning to Feng Xinglang and his son.

However, he still accompanied Feng Lixin and his family to offer sacrifices.

After all, Feng Xinglang also enjoyed that moment of fatherly love.

"Dad, my son misses the big caterpillar... Can we take brother Chongchong to see the big caterpillar together?"

His son's suggestion may also be what Feng Xinglang had in mind.

After sending away the nanny, Feng Xinglang rushed towards Qibei Mountain City alone with his two children...