Chapter 437 He Really Looks Like His Own Father, Feng Xinglang!

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Xueluo made this bold proposal. Anyway, Hetun is not here today, so why not go and have a look.

Furthermore, it can also solve the doubts in Xueluo's heart: Since Hetun and Feng Xinglang's mother love each other so much, why do they still love and hate each other so much that even her child, Hetun, was killed?

Among them, there must be something hidden!

If it was true that Feng Xinglang's mother cheated on Hetun and fell in love with Feng Yishan and gave birth to Feng Xinglang, then why did Feng Xinglang's mother leave Hetun's portrait to her son Feng Xinglang?

Isn't this obviously going to pull the rhythm of hatred?

"Yes, yes..." The little guy stretched out his voice, "But you didn't kiss your precious son all night yesterday!"

No matter how big a kid is, the little thing is still a five-year-old little P child, and he is still attached to Mommy's soft embrace.

Xueluo hugged his son lovingly, and lightly pecked his forehead a few times.

"Can I take Mommy to see Big Sister now?" Xueluo asked tenderly.

But the little thing was still clinging to Xueluo's arms, constantly arching left and right, and rubbing left and right.

"Nonuo, you are already five years old, why are you still acting like a spoiled child?" Xueluo lovingly stroked her son's short black hair.

"Mummy belongs to me alone! I can kiss as much as I like!"

The little guy cupped Xueluo's cheeks and sucked loudly, "I'll stamp it for you! Stamp it with Lin Nuo's private stamp!"

Xueluo's heart shuddered: This domineering tone is very much like that man!

After kissing Mommy, the little guy took Mommy Xueluo's hand and walked towards the dark corridor deep in Peter's Fort.

Because the sunlight can't reach it for many years, the corridor is dark, and there doesn't seem to be any lighting equipment such as wall lamps.

Xueluo only felt his back go cold, and he held his son Lin Nuo's hand tighter and tighter.

"Mum, you hurt your son! Are you afraid?"

The little guy murmured like a sigh, "Oh, you women are born to be protected by us men!"

"..." Xueluo was almost speechless: Who did you learn this from?

"It's here! It's a pity that the door was locked by the adoptive father!" The little guy pointed to a black sandalwood door and said.

Xueluo took a step forward, and lightly stroked the dark wooden door, feeling so oppressive that it seemed suffocating.

In front of a window, Xueluo stood on tiptoe and wanted to look in through the glass; she felt as if a figure floated behind her, and her back immediately felt chilly.

Xueluo panicked, and quickly turned to look: it's Lao Ba.

She was already extremely nervous, but after being frightened by Xing Ba, Xue Luo patted Xiong's mouth with lingering fear.

"Old Ba, what are you floating about? Can't you just walk properly? My mommy is terrified!"

The little guy came forward dissatisfied and scolded Xing Laoba. There is a little bit of Hetun's pampering and arrogance.

In fact, to be precise, it should be: the fox pretends to be the tiger!

Xueluo squeezed out a smile apologetically, and covered it up, "I, I'm just curious. That's why I wanted to take a look."

"Old Ten was just curious and wanted to see... Later," Xing Laoba paused, "then he died!"

Startled, Xueluo instinctively took a big step back, away from that door.

"Smelly old man, you are the most annoying! How dare you scare my mommy!"

What the little guy hates the most is when someone threatens Mummy Xueluo.

Xing Ba lifted the little guy up from the ground and hugged him in his arms, "Fifteen, myna is protecting your mommy! This is the forbidden place of foster father, you and your mommy trespassing is enough for righteous father Father is angry."

Xing Bawen explained in a gentle voice. What he said was the truth, even if Xiao Shiwu couldn't understand it, Lin Xueluo should be able to understand it.

"I'm sorry, Old Ba, I made you embarrassed!"

Xueluo apologized understandingly, "Nonuo, let's go back. Mommy is going to the kitchen to make you a smiling bear."

Of course the little guy didn't want Mommy Xueluo to take the risk of angering his adoptive father, but this didn't stop the little guy from going to Xing Bayitun viciously.

"Old Ba, remember it for me: when the foster father comes back, I will say that you bullied me! Let the foster father beat your PP hard!"

That's how a fox pretends to be a tiger.

This trick, the little thing is not good after a hundred trials!

The little guy is cute.

But his cuteness seems to have a little bit of evil in it!

He looked very much like his own father, Feng Xinglang!

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However, Lin Nuo did not give up.

Of course he also knows: Mommy can't go against the will of foster father Hetun. Otherwise, he would be imprisoned in a small black room by his adoptive father, Hetun.

So, while Mummy Xueluo was going to study in the study in the afternoon, the little guy sneaked to that dark corridor again.

The little guy is not afraid of Hetun. But he was afraid that because of his misbehavior, his adoptive father, Hetun, would be angered by his mother, Xueluo.

Kid Lin Nuo won't care if Lao Ba Xing is there or not. Even now, he can't do anything to him.

Under normal circumstances, the little guy will say: You are only eighth, I am fifteen, who is older?

Xing Laoba was not there, and the little guy couldn't open the locked ebony door, so he could only move a chair and climb up to knock on the window.

"Big sister... Big sister, are you still inside?"

"Big sister, my mommy wants to see you, can you come out for a while?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I'm here to rescue you..."

"Big sister, big sister, did you hear me talking? Big sister..."

When Hetun arrived, the little guy was knocking on the window with his buttocks sticking out.

"Fifteen, what are you doing?"

Hetun's voice was cold and awe-inspiring.

Ke Linnuo, the child, has seen too much of his adoptive father Hetun's moodiness, and he is no longer afraid.

"Father, let the big sister out. It's too pitiful for the big sister to be locked in the small black room alone! She will be scared!"

The little guy's words made Hetun's nose twitch inexplicably.

Perhaps in this dark room, it is not someone else who is locked, but He Tun himself!

His entire soul was imprisoned in this dark room with no ray of light in it!

Hetun squatted down slowly, staring at the innocent eyes of the little guy, and the little face that resembled the woman in the dark room.

"Fifteen, what did you call her just now? Big sister?"

Hetun's voice softened a little.

"Father, let big sister out, she knows she's wrong." The little guy begged again.

Hetun sniffed his nose, as if he was suppressing something.

"Fifteen, if your eldest sister hears you calling her 'big sister' while she's here, she will be very happy!"

Hetun's voice became hoarse.

"Under the Nine Springs? Where is the Under Nine Springs? Is it far from Peter's Castle?"

The little guy asked childishly.