Chapter 2450 Why Doesn’t It Hurt?

Lin Wan sighed like a young adult, "It's just the feeling of love and hate anyway!"

The feeling of love and hate?

Noila Mo was slightly startled: Is this the way young people fall in love now? Love when you are happy, hate when you are unhappy? ! Another kind of flirting? !

Anyway, unlike herself and Brother Lixin: Noila Mo has never hated Feng Lixin; she has always loved and respected Feng Lixin! I really don’t understand the love patterns of young people nowadays!

"Then in your family now, isn't it true that your mommy and Jiang Jiu are on the same side; you and your dad are on the same side; and your brother Nuo remains neutral?"

Subtly, Mo Ranran no longer regarded the little boy Feng Chongchong as a member of Young Master Feng's family!

"Hmm... almost! But I think my father and I are still too weak! A mother can give us to K.O directly!"

In fact, to be precise, Lin Wan should be considered a wallflower, either salty or sweet!

"Then what do you think: Brother Da Nuo, do you like that ginger wine?"

Since he had nothing to do, Noila Mo asked one more question. To be honest, she really wanted Feng Linnuo to marry Feng Tuantuan. Because in that way, the two Feng brothers can get closer and closer to each other.

"Hmm... maybe it's love! Anyway, my brother Da Nuo likes to kiss Jiangjiu! It's the kind of kiss that lasts for a long time!"

Lin Wan's identification of the relationship between men and women is still at an ignorant stage. When we get to know each other and kiss, it means we love; when we quarrel, it means we no longer love, or even hate!

"Then do you think your brother Da Nuo loves your sister Tuantuan?" Mo Ranran asked one more question casually.

With the cleverness of not wanting to let the other person down, Lin Wan nodded, "It should be love! But my mommy doesn't agree... Brother Da Nuo can only bear the pain and give up!"

"Alas..." Noila Mo also let out a long sigh, "Your mommy, you're just trying to beat a mandarin duck!"

Then, Noila Mo sighed again: "Whoever wants to marry you, the daughter of the Feng family, will probably have to go through a lot of hardships and hardships in the future! Your father loves you so much, and your mother is so picky..." Originally, Mo Ranran was thinking about whether he could let his eldest son pursue Lin Wan. Now that I think about it, it’s better not to climb high branches! A boy who can marry Lin Wan doesn't know how good he must be to be able to marry Second Young Master Feng and Sister Xueluo.

Where are the eyes!

"Hmph! As long as I like a boy, if my father and mother don't agree, I will just elope with the boy I like!"

Lin Wan snorted coquettishly. When I heard this, I felt like a savage princess who was pampered by her parents to the point of being lawless.

"Just think about it! Your biological father is more evil than anyone else! When the time comes, he will have ten thousand ways to make the boy you like give up on you in agony!"

Mo Ranran thought: It's not easy for Feng Xinglang to deal with a few young guys.

"Don't worry, my dad will never dislike the boy I like..."

Lin Wan showed a sweet and shy smile.

"Wan Wan, don't you... already have a boy you like?" Mo Ranran saw the shy expression on Lin Wan's face.

"Of course not! I'm only twelve years old. My mission is to study hard and become better. Then I can embrace a better future!"

Lin Wan already knew this high-sounding principle by heart.

"Wanwan is so good! On this point, Da Ranran must praise you! You are much more sensible than your precocious brother Da Nuo! It also saves your parents from worrying about you!"

Lin Wan still has a keen eye. Whenever it comes to her own interests, she is particularly clear about it.

"Are you hungry, Wanwan? Let's have dinner first! I think the big boy and the little boy are hungry too."

When Noila Mo was preparing to have dinner with her three children, Xing Shisi rushed over.

"Madam, housekeeper Mo, I'm here to pick up Wanwan and take her back for dinner."

Before, Xing Shishi rarely greeted or communicated with others; but since he became the housekeeper of Feng Er Shao's family, his words and deeds have become much more polite and respectful.

This environment can really change a person. Especially when you’re doing something you love.

"Uncle Fourteen, they keep quarreling and I don't want to go back..."

The three children of the Feng family also called Xing Shishi differently. Feng Linnuo calls him cousin, and occasionally calls him Lao Shisi; Xiaochong calls him Xing Shisi directly. Because Xiaochong felt that Xing Shishi, the cousin, was just Da Nuonuo's cousin; Lin Wan called Xing Shishi as Uncle Fourteen, and occasionally Xing Guan.

Home.

"It's no longer noisy! Jiang Jiu is ill and is getting infusion!" Xing Shishi consoled him.

"Ah? Sister-in-law Jiangjiu is sick? Then...who will feed the two babies?"

Lin Wan's focus was on competing with her biological father, Feng Xinglang.

"I can only drink from the bottle for the time being!" Xing Shishi said softly.

"Drinking a bottle? That's great! I have to go home and feed the two babies a bottle every night!"

Lin Wan threw down the bowls and chopsticks and ran towards the door, "Da Ranran, little mommy, tell Sister Tuantuan that I will come to see her and Yiyi tomorrow! Bye!"

Lin Wan ran back to her home in a hurry. Then I saw that the confinement nanny was already making milk powder for the two babies.

"Auntie...Auntie...let me come...let me come! I will feed you later!"

Lin Wan was very interested in feeding the two babies milk bottles. Because two babies who can cry and make fuss are much more interesting than those childish Barbie dolls.

"Wanwan, don't mess around! You don't know how to feed me! Give the bottle to Auntie quickly." Lin Xueluo came over and scolded her lightly.

"No! I'll feed you later!"

Lin Wan took two bottles with prepared milk powder and immediately ran to the crib.

"Since you like feeding babies so much, then Mommy will send you to a welfare home as a volunteer!"

Lin Xueluo wasn't completely trying to scare her daughter Lin Wan. She really wanted her daughter to go to the orphanage to show love or something. This can polish off the daughter's spoiled squeamishness.

…

When Cong Gang returned to Melton Castle again, it was already late at night.

On the big bed in Jiangjiu's bedroom, there were three people, one large, two small, and three people lined up.

When he saw the three people sleeping peacefully on the big bed, Cong Gang's sharp eyes suddenly softened.

He sat down on the couch next to the bed and gently stretched his muscles, bones and nerves that had been tense for a long time.

Then he reached out his hand and scratched Feng Xinglang's tall nose.

Then he saw Feng Xinglang's left hand wrapped with gauze... Why was it injured?

When we got out of the car, we didn't see any injuries on his body? Could it be that you were injured when he kicked you out of the car?

That seat is only about half a meter high from the ground... can this also cause injuries?

Cong Gang held up Feng Xinglang's left hand, which was wrapped in gauze, and carefully examined it.

"Big Chongchong, are you back?"

The first person to feel someone entering the dormitory was Feng Chongchong. He was really happy and excited when he saw Da Chong Chong sitting by the bed.

Cong Gang immediately made a shushing gesture towards the little guy, "Keep your voice down."

Seeing his father's hand being held by Big Chongchong, the little guy quickly explained: "Big Chongchong, my dad just suffered some skin trauma. You don't have to worry."

"Did you bandage it?" Cong Gang asked quietly.

"Yes. My father doesn't like to wash his hands, and he always likes to touch them... I'm worried that his wounds will become infected."

It was obviously an act of filial piety, but when Feng Chongchong described it like this, it sounded like he was disgusted.

What a leaky leather jacket!

If Feng Xinglang heard this, his old father's heart would become numb again.

"Well, the bandage is good!"

For some unknown reason, Cong Gang threw Feng Xinglang's gauze-wrapped hand back.

It's not about putting it away, it's about throwing it away. Compared with letting his hand fall freely, it has an additional initial speed.

Is this showing his indifference to Feng Xinglang in front of Feng Chongchong? !

Or do you think that Feng Xinglang sleeping next to his daughter makes him, a biological father, very unhappy? !

This throw really woke up Feng Xinglang.

Perhaps it was because what prompted Feng Xinglang to fall into a deep sleep was a medicinal diet with no side effects. So waking up becomes more natural.

"Insect? You...are you really back? I...I'm not dreaming, am I?"

In his dream just now, Feng Xinglang really dreamed of Cong Gang. However, Cong Gang's situation was not good: he was being burned by the fire. Feng Xinglang tried hard to pull Cong Gang up from the side of the cruise ship... But every time he got close to the side of the cruise ship, fire rushed into his face... So Feng Xinglang was there

I've been feeling tired in my dream until now, and I haven't slept well at all.

"Why, I came back alive...let you down?" Cong Gang snorted lightly.

The next second, Cong Gang was hugged tightly by Feng Xinglang who rushed over; the speed was so fast that even Cong Gang didn't have time to react. Or maybe he wanted to react, but was still half a beat too late.

"This must not be a dream..."

In order to judge whether he was still in a dream, Feng Xinglang, who was hugging Cong Gang tightly, subconsciously bit Cong Gang's shoulder blade, "Why doesn't it hurt... Could it be that you are still in a dream?"

"You... what you bit... was my shoulder!" Cong Gang snarled.

"I asked why it doesn't hurt!"

Feng Xinglang tightened his grip on Cong Gang and rubbed him hard, "Chongzi... thank you for coming back safely! I'm really worried that you left your life in Munich... I still have to help you raise your daughter!" "

I've never really liked such a provocative approach...but I was embraced by Feng Xinglang like this! Cong Gang is really uncomfortable! He felt like the air around him was being sucked out by this guy, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Cong Gang wanted to use a knife on Feng Xinglang, but he didn't even know where to put his hand, let alone gather his strength to hit Feng Xinglang.

Seeing Da Chongchong being tightened by his own father, this opportunity is really rare!

Feng Chongchong immediately thought of waking up little An An...because he didn't want her to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see her daddy!

"An An... An An... wake up quickly! The big insect is back... An An!"

Feng Chongchong lowered his voice and called Cong Anan's ear. Seeing that he couldn't wake up Cong Anan, the little guy used his trump card: he had to pinch Cong Anan's nose distressedly and cut off her breathing to wake her up!