Chapter 1799 Youthful Love Letter 4

But no matter how hard Feng Xinglang tried to coax him, the little guy closed his little mouth tightly and refused to speak again.

"You brat, did you do this on purpose?" Feng Xinglang was a little annoyed.

The little guy let out a long yawn and leaned against his father's neck, as if he was about to sleep.

"My dear son, you don't want to be called mommy, do you? Well, let's change our name to daddy! Well... just call me daddy...baba..."

Unable to find Big Chongchong again, the little guy looked a little frustrated. Blinking his sleepy eyes, he looked around.

"Big Chongchong is here!" Feng Xinglang took out his trump card.

This trick really worked: as soon as he heard the word "big insect", the sleepy little guy immediately straightened up and looked around to catch it with his sleepy eyes wide open.

"You bitch, are you teasing my son again?"

"It's been two years...he's still not completely fucking dead?"

"Come out if you dare! Don't hide like a turtle!"

In reply to Feng Xinglang's curse, there was still silence.

It seemed that Feng Xinglang was just talking to himself in a funny way.

"Do you know that you bitch has no face to come out to see me? Are you pretending to be a ghost? If you have the ability, show your face!"

"Dog things are dog things and they will never be brought to the forefront!"

If Feng Xinglang hadn't been holding the little boy Feng Chongchong in his arms, his self-deprecating behavior would have been no different from a lunatic.

In view of the fact that he heard his son murmuring "mama" with his own ears, and in order to surprise his woman, Feng Xinglang did not stay and continue the nonsensical abuse, but took the little guy and hurried back to the Feng family.

But the kid Feng Chongchong who hurried back to Feng's house didn't give face to his expectant father. He allowed Feng Xinglang's "mama" guidance, and the little kid kept his noble little mouth tightly pursed.

"You brat, are you having an affair with your father again?"

Seeing that the little guy refused to obey him, Feng Xinglang became slightly angry.

"Xinglang, don't be like this! Can we have more patience with Chongchong?"

Xueluo took her little son from her husband's arms; the little guy hugged his mother's neck, first kissed the gentle and considerate woman in front of him obediently, and then rested leisurely in her shoulder to watch. Looking at his biological father Feng Xinglang who was jumping up and down with excitement.

"You brat, my dad clearly heard you shouting "mama" on the second floor... Did you deliberately offend my dad?"

Part of Feng Xinglang's bad temper was almost wiped away by this little thing, "Even if you are dissatisfied with your biological father, your mother is so gentle, so kind, and so doting on you. It is not easy to conceive in ten months." Now... just be filial and give her some surprises!"

I don’t know if the little guy understood it, so he murmured: "...#￥%&x-on:."

"What Martian language... it's mama! The mama you kept chanting on the second floor of the Caterpillar's house just now!"

Feng Xinglang lovingly wanted to guide the little guy to say 'mama' again, so that the woman who had been looking forward to it for so many days would be happy.

"Okay Xinglang, I believe my Chongchong will call mother! It's just that he's hungry now and needs to eat, right?"

In fact, Xueluo was happy inside. Because the man cares about her more than he teaches his son.

With her husband being so considerate towards her, what else could Xueluo be dissatisfied with. Just as the man said: It was only a matter of time before the youngest son started calling her mommy.

"Chongchong, can you call me brother? If you don't want to call me mommy, then call me brother!"

When Feng Linnuo heard the sound coming from the living room, he ran out of the study without finishing his homework. Feng Tuantuan followed closely behind.

The office on the left downstairs was originally used by Butler Mo to manage accounts; now it is divided into two and is used as a study for the sons and princesses of the Feng family. Instead, he moved his office to the small villa next door.

"There is also Sister Tuantuan! But Sister Tuantuan is not in a hurry. She will wait patiently for Brother Chongchong to learn to call Mama and Papa first!"

Feng Tuantuan is becoming more and more sensible. That sweet and cute little look makes everyone like her even more.

Feng Chongchong blinked his big and lively eyes, looking at the boy and girl jumping up and down around him.

"This little bug never takes the usual path! Maybe one day he will suddenly start calling me little mommy! Then I will be so happy!"

Noila Mo forcibly grabbed one of the little guy's hands and gently bit his little finger with her teeth.

The pain was definitely a bit painful, but instead of retracting his little hand, the little thing even offered his other hand for Noila Mo to bite.

"Little insect, you are a masochist! You are addicted to being bitten!"

Noila Mo also bit the other little finger stretched out by the little guy a few times, making the little guy hum with joy.

It seemed that he rarely had such pleasant interactions with others.

"Mo Ranran, if you dare to bite my son again, I will whip you!"

Feng Xinglang felt really distressed and took his son's small hands to protect them in his palms.

"Feng Xinglang, who are you trying to whip? Come here, I'll let you whip!" Feng Lixin took over Feng Xinglang's words while protecting his wife.

"Feng Lixin, your wife bit my son, but you didn't care? Is it really okay for you to show your affection to me like this?"

Feng Xinglang was really happy for them when he saw his eldest brother, who was once so frustrated that he was like a walking corpse, getting along so harmoniously and beautifully with his young wife, Mo Ranran. Life should be so positive.

"But I only saw your son taking the initiative to reach out and let my Ran Ran bite him."

"Oh, Feng Lixin, what do you mean to say: Is your Ran Ran still suffering?"

"Can you call me Ran Ran? I want to call you sister-in-law!"

Feng Lixin added another sentence: "It's also my fault. I didn't educate you well when you were a child. When you grow up, you are as big as my big brother!"

To be honest, just listening to the two Feng brothers talking to each other was full of love.

One is the eldest brother who can devote his life to his younger brother; the other is the foolishly loving younger brother who can give everything he has for the eldest brother!

…

In the winter season in Shanghai, the morning is as fresh as dewdrops. A few birds chirping across the pure sky, giving the busy morning a rare sense of leisure. The cold air condenses on the wet ground, which is still a bit chilly.

The little kid Feng Chongchong was woken up by his mother. Today is the day when the little guy goes to the hospital for a check-up.

"Chongchong is awake? Mommy, kiss."

Looking at the gentle and tender woman quietly, the little guy licked his lips a few times, and then the most beautiful call in the world softly escaped from his small mouth:

"mama..."