Chapter 2192 Postscript 10

The clever little boy, Feng Chongchong, has been waiting at the edge of the parking lot.

Because Da Chongchong brought An An to the parking lot first, so waiting here was undoubtedly the closest distance.

Feng Linnuo also wanted to wait in the parking lot. But when he saw his younger brother Chongchong waiting there, he silently returned to the pavilion.

Subtly, Lin Nuo has learned to tolerate.

He knew that his younger brother Chongchong needed the caterpillar's care more than he did, so he learned to let his brother go. Sometimes he also envies his younger brother. But fortunately, he still has a foster father who loves him well, which can somewhat make up for the small loss in his heart.

Half an hour later, Feng Chongchong walked in front of everyone while protecting little An An.

Little An'an was dressed in light-colored casual clothes, holding a milk bottle in one hand and a... mango in the other?

Compared with Feng Tuantuan, Doudou Yaya and the others, who were all dressed as princesses, Xiao Anan's outfit looked cleaner and neater.

"An'an... An'an... come and let your godmother hug you!"

The first person to come forward was Xueluo. Cong Gang can treat her and her husband's children as her own, and she will certainly treat Cong Gang's children as her own. What's more, little An'an is still a motherless child, which makes Xueluo feel even more distressed.

Xiao An quietly looked at the smiling aunt in front of her. Instead of meeting Xueluo's open arms, she tilted her head and looked at Feng Xinglang who was sitting on the wicker chair behind.

Seeing the little thing peeking at him, Feng Xinglang raised the corners of his lips slightly: His aura is so strong, even if he doesn't have to come forward to please him, he can still become the object of attention of this cold little thing.

"Oh, you are such a cold and cool little cutie! You know how to change your own diapers, right? You're so cool!"

Noila Mo came forward, dragging her son's stroller in her hand, "Xiao An'an, I want to introduce you to my son, who is elegant and gentleman. Can you take a look?"

"An'an, the baby in my godmother's belly is already eight months old. His nickname is Tutu, which is a perfect match for you!"

Bai Mo, who came forward, wanted Xiao Anan to change a diaper on the spot, but was stunned by Duoduo's words.

"Duoduo, why are you joining in the fun? Our Junjing is our daughter, what a good match!"

Although Bai Mo admires Cong Gang and admires Cong Gang's cool daughter, isn't his wife Duoduo's statement too exaggerated? Do two girls want to match up?

At that time, Duoduo didn't want to explain anything to Bai Mo, but she felt that it was wrong for Bai Mo to think that he was carrying a daughter again, so she simply told him this 'cruel' fact today. alright.

"What kind of daughter? The baby I'm carrying in my belly is a boy! A boy! I've been tested many times and it's a boy!"

Compared to Bai Mo's wishful thinking of having a daughter, Duoduo was still very satisfied with the baby boy she was pregnant with.

"Ah? How...why did he become a boy? No...shouldn't it be his daughter?"

Because he liked daughters, Bai Mo thought that Duoduo would be pregnant with a daughter this time.

"Too lazy to tell you!"

Duoduo gave Bai Mo a big roll of her eyes, and then glared at him: "Bai Mo, what do you mean? Is it because I have a son in my belly, so you don't love me anymore?"

"How could it be possible... As long as it is our child, I love and care for it!"

Bai Mo immediately held the angry Duoduo in his arms, and asked one more question: "Duoduo, are you really your son? Are you kidding me?"

"Let's play for a while! Don't interfere with me finding a daughter-in-law!" Yuan Duoduo was too lazy to say anything more to Bai Mo.

Xiao Anan bypassed Xueluo and Mo Ranran, walked directly in front of Feng Xinglang, and then placed the big mango in his hand on the table in front of him. Then he just stared at Feng Xinglang quietly.

Glancing at the big mango that the cutie brought to him, and then at the little thing staring at him quietly, Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly: What does the little thing mean? Is this trying to please him?

"Dad, take a bite of An An's mango!"

Seeing that his biological father made no movement, the child Feng Chongchong started urging him.

"Why should I eat the mango she gave me?"

Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows. In fact, when the little thing came towards him with a mango, he could already guess: This little guy probably wanted to use this mango to apologize to him!

When we first met, I bit his father-in-law twice... I also felt that I was too unruly?

Feng Xinglang is still very willing to accept this attitude and method of admitting his mistakes!

"Daddy, just take a bite of An An's mango! This way...this means you forgive An An!"

Feng Chongchong showed his sweet-natured side and began to lift the mango to his father's mouth for An An.

Because just now Big Chongchong told An An: As long as his biological father takes one bite, he will treat An An as his biological father!

"If you want me to take a bite...it's not impossible..."

Feng Xinglang raised his lips and smiled, then he reached out his big hand and said, "An'an, please give me your little hand!"

I couldn't touch Xiao Anan's hand last time, so this opportunity is really rare.

But it just feels a bit like ‘taking advantage of others’.

"Daddy, don't embarrass An An! An An doesn't like others touching her little hands... let me touch Xiao Chong's hands for you!"

The warm-hearted child Feng Chongchong put his little hand into his father's big palm.

"Oh my god, Mommy didn't expect my home to be so warm... Mommy is really happy!"

Xueluo was really touched by her youngest son's warmth. This little cutie named An An is truly my little son’s savior.

"Mommy, let your father take a bite of An An's mango!"

With just one bite, he and An An could fight the big Chong Chong.

"Xinglang, take a bite quickly! Look how anxious your own son is..." Xueluo also helped her younger son to urge him.

Feeling that his face had been greatly satisfied, Feng Xinglang became even more arrogant.

"An'an, give me your little hand... I'll take a bite of this mango!"

Feng Xinglang began to talk about the conditions with a little boy who was less than two years old. He felt that the little one must have understood what he said.

Xiao Anan didn't do what Feng Xinglang wanted. She just waited quietly and watched quietly.

Such silent persistence is really a replica of Cong Gang!

"Feng Xinglang, do you want to eat? I'll force you to eat if you don't!" Xueluo threatened.

Feng Xinglang knew that at such a young age, there should be no scheming; this was just an innate habit of hers: to be calm enough and patient enough! He started to really like this little thing!