Chapter 335 It's Really Not Easy for Your Own Father to Give Birth to You Across Races!

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Feng Xinglang leaned over and touched Bai Xiaoye's head with his hand, causing it to lick and rub.

In Bai Mo's words: It's almost time to regard Feng Xinglang as its real father.

"Xiaoye, go to your own father! It's really not easy for your own father to give birth to you across races!"

Feng Xinglang entertained Bai Mo.

Although Feng Xinglang didn't dislike Bai Xiaoye, he was not like Bai Mo who raised a dog as his son. Moreover, he kissed his son and father all day long. It really gave him goosebumps.

But the lion-headed Tibetan mastiff had no intention of returning to Bai Mo's side at all, and kept making intimacy with Feng Xinglang.

There was a low hissing humming sound from his mouth. It sounds scary, but it's actually pure flattery.

"Ono, let you die to put on your shoes! Do you hear me?"

Bai Mo hates Bai Xiaoye, who he treats like his own son the most. Whenever he sees Feng Xinglang, he looks like a pug.

It is a majestic Tibetan Mastiff!

How can you not love yourself so much!

"Xiao Ye, your father is calling you! If you don't go, your father will get angry! It's not good to make your father angry!"

Feng Xinglang patted Bai Xiaoye's man crazy. But it was like this, the more this Tibetan mastiff refused to go back to Bai Mo.

He just kept circling Feng Xinglang, as if asking him to hug him to please him.

Bai Mo growled, "If you don't come again, don't even think about getting fucked by me tonight!"

"..."

Bai Mo's roar really shocked Feng Xinglang.

This cross-race is also considered good, at least find a female Tibetan mastiff, right?

This Bai Xiaoye is a male Tibetan Mastiff, so what can he do?

The picture was so beautiful that Feng Xinglang couldn't bear to think about it!

It's just a dog, but it can be pampered so much?

Feng Xinglang suddenly felt: Should I keep a distance from Bai Mo?

Thinking of his hand still resting on Bai Mo's girlfriend, Feng Xinglang subconsciously removed his hand from the Tibetan mastiff's head.

"That Bai Mo, I don't have a long word, why don't you make out with your son and girlfriend after I finish chatting with you first?"

"Stop coming!"

Bai Mo walked towards Feng Xinglang with anger, and sniffed him close to his nose, "What did you smear on your body? Or did you hide something?"

"Alright, Bai Mo, I have business to do."

Feng Xinglang pushed away Bai Mo who was sniffing at him, and looked solemn.

"Is it really serious?" Bai Mo asked in confusion, "I believe you!"

Three minutes later, Bai Mo reluctantly asked someone to take the lion-headed Tibetan mastiff away.

"How is Mr. Bai recently?"

Feng Xinglang asked while swaying the red wine in the crystal glass.

Bai Mo moved back alertly, "What do you want to do? And what do you want to sue my old man?"

Why use 'again'?

Obviously, Bai Mo must have been sued before this!

"Would I do something that has no technical content like suing? Only a guy like Yan Bang with well-developed limbs and a simple mind can do it!"

Normally, Yan Bang was used to take the blame for Feng Xinglang.

Bai Mo believed it!

"Then why are you looking for my old man?" Bai Mo asked.

"I'm afraid that your old man will be lonely, so I found a woman to accompany him!" Feng Xinglang said softly.

"Damn! Feng Xinglang, are you too 'filial'? Are you trying to be my grandpa's grandson? Or are you trying to compete for favor and family property with my grandson?"

Before Feng Xinglang could answer, Bai Mo said anxiously again: "My old man is already ninety years old, yet you still give him a woman? Are you not afraid that my old man can go up and down?"

"..."

The corners of Feng Xinglang's thin lips twitched slightly. Where did all this go?

"It's my woman! I want her to spend a few days with the old man in the Bai Mansion."

Feng Xinglang lit a cigarette with a gloomy expression.

"Lin Xueluo? Or Lan Youyou?" Bai Mo asked again.

"It's Lin Xueluo. She's a well-behaved and gentle woman, she won't make trouble for Mr. Bai!"

Feng Xinglang sent the cigarette between his fingers to the ashtray to light the ash, and then took a deep breath between his lips.

The handsome face after the smog was shrouded in a layer of melancholy.

"Feng Xinglang, don't you want to prepare for your funeral?"

Bai Mo seemed to smell out Feng Xinglang's purpose in sending Lin Xueluo to the Bai Mansion.

"Is that big puffer fish really that powerful? It makes you feel like you're about to confess your last words?"

Bai Mo snorted, "Isn't it enough for Yan Bang's family to send a few people to kill that poisonous fish? Yan Bang is the best at this job of beating and killing!"

Feng Xinglang slightly raised his handsome eyebrows, "This is my personal enmity with Hetun!"

"You have to confess your last words, so why bother with public or private grudges!"

Bai Mo took a sip of whiskey, "If you don't want to beg Yan Bang, that rude guy, just ask Lao Chu to help you!"

Yan Bang is walking the black road; but Lao Chu is walking the white road.

"I've said it before, this is a personal grievance between me and Hetun! No one else needs to interfere!" Feng Xinglang repeated.

"All right, all right, you are lofty, you are arrogant, I'll just stay aside and watch the good show! I'll collect your body by the way!"

Another person who wants to collect his own body!

Feng Xinglang smiled faintly. He knew that those who could say this to him were all close friends.

"Then I'll visit Mr. Bai another day?" Feng Xinglang got up.

"No need! I'll just send the woman in for you!"

Suddenly, Bai Mo smiled strangely: It just so happens that the old man has been urging him to have a more serious girlfriend recently, who will spread out his branches and spread his descendants; isn't this Lin Xueluo ready-made?

It's not bad to send it to the old man to take a look! It's really effortless!

If the old man was dissatisfied, he would blame this woman, Feng Xinglang; even if he was scolded, it would be Feng Xinglang's frustration.

If the old man was satisfied, he would be Feng Xinglang who snatched his woman first; then he, Feng Xinglang, would be the one who was scolded.

The more I think about Bai Mo, the more frightened she becomes!

He, Bai Mo, is an innocent person both ways and ways!

Why does Bai Mo want to expect old master Bai to teach Feng Xinglang a lesson?

That's a long story! Going back to a year ago...

Seeing Bai Mo laughing wickedly, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.

"Let me put my ugly words up front: Lin Xueluo is my woman! You can't touch her! Otherwise, brother will have no choice but to talk about it, and I will turn my face and deny anyone!"

Feng Xinglang vaccinated Bai Mo in advance.

"Damn, you think I'll be rare for the second-hand goods you used! The most indispensable thing in Yezhuang is women!"

Bai Mo gave Feng Xinglang a supercilious look.

He is telling the truth.

There are all kinds of women in Yezhuang. Some are silly and sweet like Lin Xueluo, and some are glamorous like Lan Youyou.

There are also bewitching, charming, spicy, vigorous, and scratchy ones; everything is available!

So how could Bai Mo care about the woman Feng Xinglang had his eyes on.

What he is really rare is...