Chapter 1787 Waiting for Tenderness 63

It should be possible to get twice the result with half the effort by entertaining and educating people.

Only when the little guy is in a happy mood can the practice proceed happily.

Seeing that his own father was able to take the initiative to bring him here this time, the little guy couldn't hide his joy.

Before entering the villa, that is, before brushing his face, Feng Xinglang hugged his youngest son tightly and stood still.

"Chongchong, do you want to go in?"

"Hmm..." The little guy leaned forward and pointed at the face-swiping screen with his little finger. He signaled this nagging guy to brush his face quickly.

It seems that the little guy also knows: this strange door can only be used by brushing his father Feng Xinglang's face.

"I want to go in... just be obedient and call me daddy... or daddy! Dad, be more simple... be good and call me daddy!"

Feng Xinglang started his foreplay - a little threat at first.

It’s really terrible!

How could this guy be so childish? !

If I call you 'Daddy', how much fat will you gain?

Even if you can grow more meat, it will only be a piece of fat!

The little guy smacked his little mouth, first turned to look at the LCD screen that was scanning his face, and then looked back at his biological father, Feng Xinglang;

Then, he suddenly hugged his father Feng Xinglang's face with a pair of small hands and pushed hard towards the face-swiping screen...

"You brat, are you really going to fight with your biological father? With your little strength, can you still shake this big beast like your biological father?"

Feng Xinglang was amused by his son's little behavior. He turned his head hard, and the little guy's face was easily corrected by him.

My little arms and legs couldn't even twist this guy's head, let alone his thighs.

When the little guy was thinking about whether he should cry to show weakness, a gust of cold wind blew over, making the little guy tremble.

Overall, the children like Feng Chongchong quite like the howling cold wind.

Not everyone can understand and enjoy the situation of being too high and too cold.

I thought that the little guy would crawl into my arms if he couldn't stand the cold, but I didn't expect that the little thing would stand straight up on his little back, facing the cold wind, and open his little mouth to choke out the cold. Wind... play!

A little bit: it means abusing yourself and making others feel bad!

In fact, it's not that mysterious. The little guy simply thinks that choking on the wind is fun.

"You brat, are you really drinking the northwest wind?"

Reluctant to let the little one catch a cold, Feng Xinglang finally compromised: he brushed his face, hugged the little one tightly and entered the villa.

As soon as he entered the house, the little guy twisted his little body in his father's arms and tried to get off the ground; but Feng Xinglang tightened his arms.

"If you want to play happily in the field, you have to call me daddy first!"

Feng Xinglang sat firmly on the carpet and held the little guy in his arms tightly, as if he was going to fight a protracted battle with the little thing.

If you surrender so easily, the little guy will no longer be a little kid!

Looking around, the little guy yawned a long yawn, as if he was going to sleep.

"Feng Chongchong, is it so difficult for you to call me 'Dad'?"

Feng Xinglang nuzzled the little guy's chubby face with the bridge of his nose, "You call me daddy, I feel happy, and you can also play happily. Why not enjoy such a beautiful thing that is mutually beneficial?" Why?"

Very patient and rational, and moved with emotion.

Feng Xinglang gently lifted the little guy's somewhat unruly chin and asked him to face his own father.

"Come on...open your noble little mouth and call me...daddy...papa...daddy...daddy...you can choose the second son for me!"

The little guy stared quietly at the persistent and pitiful guy in front of him... After more than ten seconds, he stretched out his little hands again, hugged his father Feng Xinglang's cheek, and slowly came closer, My biological father gave me a loud kiss on the lips.

Almost every frame of action is a warm and cute painting!

To be honest, the little guy's active intimacy at this moment almost made Feng Xinglang's heart melt...

Just when Feng Xinglang was intoxicated by the intimacy between father and son, the little guy broke free from his father's arms with quick reflexes, took off his short legs and rushed towards the corner passage.

Little clever guy, he’s about to become a spirit!

I almost succeeded in 'jailbreaking'!

The kid Feng Chongchong finally lost to his father Feng Xinglang’s long legs!

"You brat, do you think you can get away with a kiss? Well, my biological father will pay you ten times as much!"

Feng Xinglang tightened his arms and kissed the little guy's face more than ten times in a row.

"Useless kid Feng Chongchong! Whether you are willing to speak today or not, you have to do it to your own father! Today, dear father, I will spend the whole day with you to see who is better in your ways or your father in demons. Husband! I turned against you!"

Feng Xinglang carried the little guy back to the carpet in the living room again, and the father and son continued to confront each other.

"Dad...baba..."

Feng Xinglang repeated the simplest repeated words of address, guiding the little guy to speak over and over again.

In fact, the little guy is slow to speak, and Feng Xing is so bright that he doesn't take it too seriously, but his wife Xueluo has been frowning all the time; forcing the little guy to call people like this is also to comfort his wife who has been worried about the little guy.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to call me daddy! Let's change it to mommy first! Mama...Mom..."

Feng Xinglang took the trouble to guide the little guy over and over again.

The child Feng Chongchong just looked at his biological father Feng Xinglang's opening and closing mouth, and yawned again, looking like he was really going to sleep.

"Want to sleep? Daddy can hold you to sleep."

"..." Shouldn't I put myself on the bed and go to sleep?

Feng Xinglang hugged his little son who was yawning profusely and kissed the little thing's forehead, "Go to sleep! Let's continue practicing when we wake up!"

Ah...I still need to practice! Are you stupid, forcing people to call you daddy all day long? Are you so in need of love?

The little kid Fengchongchong obviously didn’t want to sleep very much. The key point is that my father’s words, ‘You have to continue practicing when you wake up’, are really life-threatening!

As a result, Feng Chongchong showed his naughty side: he suddenly lowered his head and bit down hard on the wrist of his biological father, Feng Xinglang.

Is this a repeat of the same old trick?

This time, the little guy really underestimated his father Feng Xinglang's pain tolerance and persistent willpower.

Feng Xinglang just let the little guy bite his wrist without even frowning. Until the little guy got tired of biting and let go of his mouth.

Feng Xinglang stared at the little guy closely, and the little guy stared back at him;

The father and son just faced each other in silence!

"Do you still want to bite your biological father? Come on, biological father will let you bite as much as you like!"

Feng Xinglang simply took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong arms, and presented his entire arms to the little guy:

"Bite! Daddy told you to bite as much as you can! If you are happy with the bite, just shout 'baba' or 'mama'! You won't bite in vain!"

Is this guy who claims to be his biological father really going crazy? !

Even if you abuse yourself so much, no one here will feel sorry for you, okay? !

Is that a bite? Still not biting?