Chapter 1795 Waiting for Tenderness (End)

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Feng Xinglang was quite concerned about Xing Twelve's marriage.

It's okay if you don't care... What if this guy still misses his wife Xueluo, that would be very sad!

Letting Xing Twelve ‘harm’ other people’s little girls would kill two birds with one stone!

"Sigh... being rejected by a young girl is really... cowardly! I can understand!"

First of all, what Feng Xinglang has to do is to stimulate and increase Xing Twelve's desire to conquer!

Let him know clearly how humiliating and embarrassing it is to be rejected by a little girl!

For Feng Xinglang, a relationship like this between a young boy and a young girl who is just in love is completely easy.

Xing Twelve, who was still wilting, suddenly stared angrily.

"Feng Xinglang, who was rejected? It was me who thought she was ugly! I was the one who rejected her, okay!"

"Okay, Twelve, don't put too much pressure on yourself! On your terms..."

Feng Xinglang looked Xing Twelve up and down and pouted, "The hardware conditions are indeed a little worse, but it's not without merit! At least your teeth are pretty white! It's also okay to be rejected by a little girl. It’s a reasonable thing!”

"..."

Is it true that all I have left is my very white teeth? ! But that old man Wen clearly said that he looks pretty good!

"What! She is so ugly, yet she has the nerve to dislike me? And she calls me a thief? Why?"

Xing Twelve snorted angrily, "Just because I can climb the wall? What can they steal? Just a bunch of broken books!"

"Look at you: you can tell at a glance that you are an uneducated person! Even if you are uneducated, you are also quite immodest! From the inside out, everything shows your superficiality and barbarism!"

Talking nonsense with Feng Xinglang is undoubtedly humiliating oneself.

At first, Xueluo, who was pushed away from the door, was angry at her husband for not being serious, but as she listened, she almost laughed out loud.

"Why am I uneducated and superficial?" Xing Twelve retorted sharply.

"Then... do you recognize these two words?"

Feng Xinglang took out a gold pen from his body and wrote two sonorous and powerful characters on the paper.

Xing Twelve glanced at it and was confused.

"Even my Nuonuo knows these two words. Do you think you are uneducated?! The key is that you are not humble!"

"What are these two words?" Xing Twelve stared blankly at the two words on the paper.

"Okay, don't worry about how to pronounce these two words! The problem now is: you have to conquer that little teacher and regain your confidence as a man! Otherwise, even though the little girl looks down on you, Even my Nuonuo and Chongchong will look down on you in the future!"

When he thought that he might be looked down upon by Xiao Shiwu and Xing Chongchong, Xing Twelve languished again.

"It's not easy to conquer that ugly girl... I won't let her accept it even if she doesn't accept it!" Xing Twelve sternly said.

"Xing Twelve, I am not telling you, you only have this pitiful means of violence to solve the problem! Even if you are convinced, you are not convinced from the bottom of your heart! You must make her surrender to you from the bottom of her heart! "

Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang walked out of Xing Twelve's room. It should have imparted some experience.

And Hetun has already prepared supper.

Xueluo ate some pastries for Mianzi and packed some snacks to take back.

"Xinglang, don't you want to teach Lao Twelve any bad ideas again?" Xueluo asked worriedly.

"How could this be a bad idea! It must be a wise saying: Use sincerity to touch the heart of the little girl! Sincerity is what matters!"

"It's weird to believe you!"

Xueluo choked slightly. She really didn't believe that a man would really say that.

"Then let's see the results! In less than a month, Xing Twelve will be able to take the little girl to see his parents in Hetun!"

Feng Xinglang said lazily. He looks really tired.

Even when he is in love or dating, he is required to make suggestions. It would be strange if Feng Xinglang wasn't tired!

"Ah? Are you going to see Hetun?"

Xueluo suddenly became worried, "It's better not to go to Hetun...it will scare that little girl! Otherwise, let Lao Twelve bring Teacher Wen to see us first! Sister and brother-in-law !”

Have you thought too far? This horoscope has not been written yet!

"Okay! It's better to take it easy!" Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and responded.

…

On a sunny weekend afternoon, Feng Xinglang, who was so busy dealing with many year-end matters, couldn't bear the fuss made by his two sons, so he could only take them to Cong Gang's haunted house to brush his face and seek peace and quiet.

And his wife Xueluo has been busy with Xing Twelve's emotional problems recently.

The two children had a great time in Cong Gang's haunted house. In addition, Feng Xinglang felt even more at ease as his eldest son Feng Linnuo took care of his younger son. It was common for the brothers to be left there for a few hours or half a day.

Sometimes Feng Xinglang would also wonder: What is it in Cong Gang's haunted house that attracts the attention of the two children? ! Is there really something unclean? !

But Feng Xinglang believed even more: Even if Cong Gang was really haunted, he would not and would not dare to hurt his two children! There is no doubt about this!

Tomorrow is the time for the little boy to go to Boston Children's Hospital affiliated with Harvard Medical School for a comprehensive examination and treatment.

Butler Mo has made all the preparations, as well as contacts and arrangements with Boston Children's Hospital.

This trip could be as short as a few months, or as long as...a year and a half.

"Xinglang, Butler Mo and I will take Chongchong to Boston Children's Hospital to settle down first. When the treatment begins, I will notify you to go there. GK is so busy recently, I know you are busy."

"No! I'll go with you!"

Feng Xinglang put his arms around his wife's shoulders, "No matter how much money I make, it's all for you and the children!"

Although Feng Xinglang was not very worried about his son's late speech, he was extremely distressed to see his wife so worried.

Xueluo buried her face in the man's arms, sobbing softly.

"Xinglang, as long as Nono and Chongchong are healthy, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do and endure no matter how much suffering!"

"Xueluo... don't worry too much. Our Chongchong will be fine."

Feng Xinglang kissed his wife's forehead and held her tighter in his arms.

"Chongchong... try to come back as soon as possible."

Feng Lixin fed the little guy a piece of his favorite beef tenderloin, "Uncle will miss you."

"Chongchong, you have to be strong! As soon as my brother is on vacation, I will rush over to take care of you and mommy!"

Lin Nuo, a kid, originally wanted to skip school and go to Boston Children's Hospital with his mom and brother to see a doctor; but his mom didn't agree.

"Sister Tuantuan will also go with brother Nuonuo! Brother Chongchong, you have to be good and try to speak as soon as possible, so that uncle and auntie won't be so worried and sad!"

This statement made Xueluo's tense heartstrings feel painful.

Just when everyone was saying goodbye sadly, the child Feng Chongchong suddenly raised his little finger and pointed out the floor-to-ceiling window, and loudly said three words that were not coherent but still clearly legible:

"Big... bug... bug!"