Chapter 435 Could It Be... Feng Xinglang's Mother?

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In the little guy's childish eyes, there was an incredible light of surprise.

Xueluo didn't seem to understand what his son said:

What is 'a big sister who looks like me'?

Does it mean: there is a little girl who looks very similar to her son Lin Nuo?

A little girl who looks like her son Lin Nuo? This seems... unlikely, right?

Could it be that someone gave birth to Feng Xinglang's child again?

Xueluo couldn't help thinking: Even if Lan Youyou rushed to give birth to a daughter for Feng Xinglang, it might be a younger sister!

Could it be that Lan Youyou returned to Fort Peter?

"Nonuo, where did you see that big sister who looks like you?"

"In a dark room! Only candles are lit... That big sister has been silent."

Xueluo was surprised by his son's words. Because she knew her son Lin Nuo would not lie to her. Seeing is seeing.

"That big sister... what's her name? Is Nuonuo tall?"

Xueluo patiently asked her son Lin Nuo. I want to help the little guy clarify the ideas he wants to describe.

"Bi Nuonuo is much taller...about as tall as Mommy! She looks so beautiful!"

The little guy couldn't help but praise. It seemed that it was inappropriate to say this, and the little guy added another sentence:

"Of course, she's still not as beautiful as my mommy! My mommy is the most beautiful woman in the world!"

This pony P shot!

The words of his son Lin Nuo surprised Xueluo again: A big sister who was about the same height as her and looked very similar to her son Lin Nuo?

Oh my god, could it be Feng Xinglang's twin sister?

But I never heard Feng Lixin and Feng Xinglang say that they have any younger sisters!

Xueluo only knew that Feng Xinglang was an illegitimate child, but he really didn't know if he had a younger sister.

Even if there was, how could it be in Peterburg? And Xueluo had never seen such a woman in Fort Peter before!

"That big sister...what did she say?" Xueluo asked again.

The little guy shook his head, "Big sister hasn't spoken or moved! Just stood there, not moving at all!"

Not moving at all?

Xueluo was really puzzled, "Have big sister talked to your adoptive father?"

In Fort Peter, there are some places that are forbidden, and Xueluo cannot enter. Where Xueluo could go, there was no son Lin Nuoduo.

"No! Big sister ignored everyone, just stood motionless!"

"Just standing there motionless? Nuonuo, are you sure what you saw was a living person, not a portrait?"

Xue Fen was curious now. How could there be such a woman who looked very similar to her son Lin Nuo living in Peter's Castle.

"How could it be a portrait? Have you ever seen a portrait with clothes on?"

His IQ was doubted, and the little guy started arguing anxiously.

After being fed some red wine by Hetun, the little guy blushed. It seemed that he was a little sleepy from being asked, and the little guy kept yawning.

"Mum, I'm sleepy, I need to wake up."

"Mommy, take Nuonuo to sleep now!"

Xueluo didn't continue to ask, but picked up his slightly drunk son and walked downstairs to the bedroom.

But in the corridor of the bedroom, Xueluo, who was holding the little guy, met Hetun who was slightly drunk.

"Give me fifteen!"

As soon as Hetun opened his mouth, Xueluo smelled the alcohol in his mouth.

"Mr. Xing, Nuonuo... Fifteen is asleep, let him come to you tomorrow morning."

Xueluo politely rejected Hetun. She worried that Hetun, who was drunk, was really unpredictable.

"Give me fifteen!"

Hetun raised his voice and scolded. The muscles on the resolute face were beating.

Xueluo was afraid, but for the safety of her son Lin Nuo, she was brave.

"Mr. Xing, you are drunk. You slept wildly on the fifteenth night. I'm afraid he will disturb your rest."

"Give me fifteen!"

Hetun repeated coldly again. Cooperating with his movements, he directly snatched little Lin Nuo from Xueluo's arms.

Xueluo didn't dare to compete with Hetun, she was worried that she would hurt her son Lin Nuo. He could only watch helplessly as Hetun carried the sleeping little guy away from him.

Hetun's steps of leaving were a little staggering, and Xueluo was really terrified watching from behind. She chased for a few steps, but found that although Hetun's steps were not steady, he was holding the little guy in his arms firmly.

Xueluo didn't dare to continue chasing Hetun, but he was worried that Hetun, who was slightly drunk, would be bad for his son Lin Nuo.

After thinking about it, Xueluo decided to go find Xing Twelve.

After five years of transformation, Xing Twelve has been polished from a fair boy to a handsome adult man.

When I saw Xing Twelve that year in the winter rain, he was not yet eighteen years old, and he was thin and thin; but now Xing Twelve is much stronger than before.

Xueluo knocked on the door of Xing Twelve's room twice. She seldom went downstairs to find any adopted son in Hetun. Under normal circumstances, she would only stay on the third floor, and she would only come downstairs during the day.

The moment the door was opened, Xing Twelve was obviously wearing pajamas, but Xing Twelve blushed when he saw Xueluo just after taking a bath.

Xueluo didn't know what caused the handsome young man in front of him to embark on a murderous road of no return, but Xueluo still felt sorry for Xing Twelve.

"Twelve, your adoptive father was drunk, and he forcibly hugged Nuo Nuo... I'm worried that Nuo Nuo will disturb your adoptive father's rest, can you please go to your adoptive father's room? "

Xueluo was really worried about the safety of his son Lin Nuo. The little guy is her everything, her spiritual support, is more important than her life.

Xing Twelve Junxiu's face darkened for a moment, and he raised his breath slightly, "Today is my adoptive mother's memorial day! Let's not bother my adoptive father!"

"Wh...what? Today is your adopted...mother's memorial day?"

Xueluo was really taken aback. No wonder Hetun looks particularly unusual today. It turns out that Hetun really had an unforgettable love journey!

"Don't worry, my foster father loves Shiwu very much. Fifteen will be fine. Just let Shiwu stay with my foster father tonight."

Xing Twelve's words came with a little pleading.

Although Xueluo said that he was still worried about his son Lin Nuo, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Back in his room, Xueluo suddenly remembered what his son Lin Nuo said just now: A big sister who looks a lot like him!

Could it be that that big sister is the adoptive mother that Xing Shier talked about?

Hetun's wife?

And he looks a lot like his son Lin Nuo...

Could it be... Feng Xinglang's mother?

If the adoptive mother mentioned by Xing Shierkou is really Feng Xinglang's mother, it means that the sketch that Feng Xinglang's mother left for Feng Xinglang is about Hetun!

The more Xueluo thought about it, the more she felt that the unpainted portrait really looked like Hetun! Especially the thin scar at the end of the eye.

But the little guy's name is elder sister, at this age... it seems that there is a big discrepancy!

Xueluo seemed to think of his son talking about that 'big sister' again, didn't say a word, just stood motionless?

Not a portrait, but with clothes on!

The more Xueluo thought about it, the weirder it became.