Chapter 524 Which Room Does Xueluo Mother and Son Sleep in Tonight?

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"This is your home!"

Feng Xinglang took a step forward, picked up his unaware son Lin Nuo, and walked towards the restaurant.

It wasn't until Mommy Xueluo sat down at the dining table with him that the little guy stopped making noise and slowly calmed down.

Lin Xueluo could sit at the Feng family's dining table so shamelessly, of course Lan Youyou would not back down.

So, she hugged her daughter Feng Tuantuan from Feng Lixin's arms and sat down after her.

It seems that the real game between the two women has just begun.

"Nonuo, come to uncle, okay?"

Feng Lixin stretched out his friendly and loving hands to the little guy, wanting to hug the little guy and sit beside him.

Although this uncle seemed quite gentle and amiable, Lin Nuo still rejected Feng Lixin's kindness. He hugged Mummy Xueluo's waist tightly, and snuggled his little head into Mummy's arms.

It could be seen that the little guy didn't want to stay at Feng's house for dinner. But Mommy Xueluo insisted on staying, so the little guy could only follow Mommy's wishes.

The Feng family's dinner was very sumptuous. Because as early as noon, Feng Xinglang called Nanny An to prepare.

"Why is a majestic man curled up in his mother's arms like a little girl?"

Feng Xinglang reached out to stroke his son's little head, but the little guy avoided it in disgust; so, the back of that hand rubbed against Xueluo's soft skin.

At the beginning, Xueluo didn't notice anything, thinking that Feng Xinglang just wanted to get intimate with him; but who knew that the hand that Feng Xinglang touched didn't intend to take it away...

The son's little head tilted to the left, and the back of his hand also rubbed to the left; the son's little head avoided to the right, and the back of his hand also rubbed to the right!

In preparation, Feng Xinglang's back of his hand should be rubbing from left to right on the soft snow, and then from right to left.

Xueluo is not a wooden man!

She could clearly feel Feng Xinglang's cheap hand rubbing against her chest.

I was actually taken advantage of by him for such a long time with great skill! But she thought Feng Xinglang was just teasing the son in her arms!

Lin Xueluo, Lin Xueluo, do you understand that you are self-inflicted?

To actually send it to your door to make this man look down on you?

Is this the first time you have seen this cheap man?

Was it less than being underestimated by him before?

Lin Xueluo cast a sideways glance at Feng Xinglang, then moved her body and sat down where Feng Xinglang's arms couldn't reach.

Feng Xinglang, a slut, locked the door, and Hetun said he wanted Xiao Shiwu to stay with his father for a few days... Their mother and son could come in and not get out.

Xueluo really didn't want to create any panic for his son who had been angry for a long time.

If the little guy knew: his bastard father locked the door to prevent their mother and son from leaving, how could the little guy make a fuss if he didn't know!

Perhaps, this is the purpose of Hetun!

Hetun didn't really want Yizi Shiwu to develop a relationship with his biological father Feng Xinglang; his real purpose was to make Xiao Shiwu and his biological father hate each other!

All Xueluo could do was to protect his son from harm to the greatest extent. Whether physically or mentally.

Feng Xinglang really wanted to tear the woman in front of him.

In view of his son Lin Nuo being a small spectator, he still forbearance maintained his father's tall and shining image.

A piece of Dongpo meat that had been bitten off to fat was delivered to Xueluo's bowl.

Feng Xinglang's movements were still as smooth as before.

It seems that after five years, such actions have long been ingrained in each other's minds. There is no need to spend time uncovering dusty memories, it will happen naturally.

The reason why there are memories in life is not because it is suddenly remembered, but because it cannot be forgotten.

The little guy was actually quite hungry. Just as he was hesitating and wondering whether he should have this dinner at his father's house, he saw the bastard father throwing a piece of meat he had bitten into Mommy Xueluo's bowl.

Immediately, the little guy stared into a pair of big clear but angry eyes, "Why did you throw the bitten thing into my mommy's bowl? Feng Xinglang, you are disgusting!"

Facing his son's questioning, Feng Xinglang was really moved with emotion: It seemed that it was just a flash of light, but his little copy was actually five years old.

"Your mommy likes to eat Dongpo meat, but she doesn't like to eat fat, so every time dad bites off the fat, and then leaves the lean meat for your mommy to eat...your mommy loves it the most. "

"Besides, it's not disgusting, it's the romantic relationship between me and your mommy! Do you understand the romantic relationship? It's almost like flirting!"

Feng Xinglang's explanation made Xueluo both moved and ashamed.

The little guy was startled, and looked at the piece of meat in Mommy's bowl: it was really lean meat, and the fat had been bitten off.

"But why didn't I know that my mommy loves Dongpo pork?" asked the little guy.

"Five years ago, you were still a little brat." Feng Xinglang smiled softly.

"Papa, why is my little brother a tadpole? What is that ball?" Princess Feng asked curiously.

"Four years ago, you were also a little tadpole!" Feng Xinglang whispered lovingly.

Xueluo didn't want to eat the Dongpo meat that was about to be bitten off. But the moment he raised his eyes, Xueluo met Lan Youyou's desire to eat people.

I don't know what kind of psychological reason: Xueluo ate that piece of Dongpo meat very calmly under Lan Youyou's gaze.

Thus, the second piece of Dongpo meat that had been bitten off of fat was sent from Feng Xinglang's chopsticks to Xueluo's bowl.

Xueluo took a mouthful of rice, and ate that piece of Dongpo meat again.

It seems to have verified Feng Xinglang's words: Mommy really likes to eat Dongpo meat that was bitten off by the bastard father.

"Papa, Tuantuan wants to eat too."

Little cutie means some people are going crazy. Xiaodong seldom eats meat on weekdays, but seeing Nuonuo's mother eating so deliciously, she also wants to eat it.

Feng Lixin immediately bit off a piece of Dongpo meat fat for his daughter, and then sent it to her daughter's small bowl. The little cutie immediately started eating happily.

"Nonuo, is there anything you like on this table? If not, I'll let Grandma An continue to make it."

Feng Lixin asked in a gentle voice.

"Brother, don't trouble Aunt An. Nuonuo is not picky eater, she likes to eat everything."

Xueluo added a spoonful of braised beef brisket with carrots to his son.

But the little guy only ate the brisket, but the carrots were left in the bowl.

"I really like carrots. If anyone can save carrots for me, that would be great."

While Feng Xinglang was playing tricks to curry favor with his son Lin Nuo, he brought his own bowl over.

The little guy quickly put all the carrots he didn't eat into Feng Xinglang's bowl.

Xueluo really did not expect that Feng Xinglang would use such a naive method to please his son Lin Nuo.

"Mummy Nuonuo, can you let my little brother sleep with Tuantuan tonight?"

Feng Xiaotuantuan's question really revealed the serious problem that the Feng family is facing at this moment.

Lan Youyou occupies the master bedroom on the second floor, which is the wedding room of Xueluo and Feng Xinglang, so where will Xueluo's mother and son sleep tonight?

Did you ask Lan Youyou to move out of the master bedroom on the second floor?

Will she agree?

If she still occupies the master bedroom on the second floor, then what is Xueluo's mother and son in the Feng family?