Chapter 672 Of Course It Will Be Crowded!

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The heart is heavy and even colder.

With Feng Xinglang's previous hostility, even if he was injured, he could throw ten Lin Xueluos into his arms.

How could she be allowed to leave so wantonly? There are no doors!

But tonight's Feng Xinglang seemed to be patient and considerate enough, he didn't play grudges with Xueluo's mother and son, after playing the charm card, he started to play the sympathy card. There is always a way to take Lin Xueluo down.

"Xueluo, can you not leave me alone?"

Feng Xinglang's voice was hoarse, as if it came from the depths of his throat.

"You have left me alone for five years...can you take pity on me and let me be closer to you mother and son, please?"

The woman's steps really stopped. Therefore, Feng Xinglang continued his low profile to gain sympathy.

"If you think I'm not worthy to touch your mother and child, why don't I sleep on the floor?"

Xueluo bit her lip, "Feng Xinglang, does your dignified second young master of the Feng family need to pretend to be pitiful in such a low profile? You still make the floor? Do you know how the floor is made?"

"Why don't you know? In the past five years, whether it was in the orphanage, or in Shipi County, or to disturb Yuan Duoduo, sometimes you slept in the car, sometimes on the sofa, sometimes in a cave...everything you I've slept in every place I could possibly go!"

Feng Xinglang's words made Xueluo burst into tears. Can this man not be so provocative? Do you have to say that her heart hurts like a needle?

"Mum, let's not leave the bastard Feng Xinglang behind. What if he vomits blood again, and there is no one in the room, so what if he dies? Then Nuonuo won't have a real father!"

The words of his son Lin Nuo intensified Xueluo's distress. The father and son are really good at acting in tragic dramas.

Ten minutes later, a family of three lay on a bed that was only 1.5 meters tall.

Of course it will be crowded!

With Feng Xinglang's muscular physique, it almost took up a meter's width, while Xueluo and his son Lin Nuo only slept half a meter away.

The little guy lay between his father and mother, always on guard against Feng Xinglang's possible invasion of his mother Xueluo.

There are not only a family of three on the bed, but also two bed quilts. Feng Xinglang went alone, Xueluo and Nuonuo went together. It's not like the well water does not violate the river water.

"Nonuo, do you want to squeeze?" Xueluo was already on her side, occupying the least amount of space.

"It's not crowded! It's just right!"

The little guy seems to enjoy the fun of a family of three sleeping together on the same bed. It is wonderful to have a real father and a real mother.

"I'd better go down and make a bunk on the floor... so that both of you, father and son, can sleep more comfortably."

Xueluo was always concerned about Feng Xinglang's injury. I don't want to hurt the man a second time because of the crowd.

"No! It's not crowded at all!"

The father and son spoke almost in unison. They trapped Xueluo in the innermost place, they just didn't let her get down to make some kind of floor bedding.

As if he knew what Mummy was worried about, the little guy quickly comforted him: "Mummy, don't worry, sleep, I will watch Feng Xinglang! Don't let him touch you! Don't let him be a hooligan!"

"..." Xueluo frowned.

I feel that I am really crazy and crazy. Just because of the man's provocative words, he actually... just obeyed him?

"Nuo Nuo, lean towards Mommy, your father is injured, don't kick him."

Xueluo moved her son's small ass that was deliberately poking at her father, Feng Xinglang, and let him lean into her arms.

"Mommy, the bastard Feng Xinglang didn't say he squeezed..."

Reluctantly, the little guy pushed his little ass to his father, Feng Xinglang. It seems that if he is not next to his father, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

"Nuo Nuo, you are not allowed to be called 'bastard' or 'bastard' in the future! Feng Xinglang is your father, you must respect him, you understand?"

Xueluo, who really couldn't sleep calmly, began to use local materials to educate his son on manners.

"Oh... Nuonuo got it! But my father still likes me calling him an asshole!"

Accompanied by his parents, the little guy is so beautiful that he is about to bubble. When he spoke, he also became cute.

"That's your own father, the adults don't count the faults of villains! Nuonuo is not allowed to be rude to his own father in the future, understand?"

Feeling that the timing was good, Xueluo, who was not sleepy, persuaded his son with a good temper and patience.

"Mummy, do you mean: you agree to call me Feng Xinglang's father? That is to say: you forgive Feng Xinglang?"

With his son's super comprehension ability, Feng Xinglang really loves little things. Rhythmically patting and petting her son's small buttocks in admiration.

"...Whether Mommy forgives Feng Xinglang or not, it can't change the fact that he is your own father! It doesn't matter whether I forgive him or not! These are two different things!" Xueluo said in a deep voice.

After a while, Feng Xinglang's slight snort was heard.

You know, if Feng Xinglang didn't fall asleep first, Xueluo would just be too restless and unable to fall asleep.

"Mommy, the bastard Feng Xinglang is already snoring. His wife and child haven't slept yet, how can he go to bed first? How rude!"

The little guy said dissatisfied.

"Hush! Keep your voice down, your dad needs a good rest."

Xueluo quickly stopped his son's chattering.

Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang opened his eyes, turned his head slowly, and saw the sleeping woman and child beside him!

Endless warmth and warmth enveloped Feng Xinglang's heart that was riddled with holes.

Generally speaking, Feng Xinglang is a man who lacks love extremely!

Whether it's father's love, mother's love, or family love...

Therefore, when Feng Lixin sacrificed his life to save him, Feng Xinglang would show such a brother and slave.

Because he cherishes the family affection Feng Lixin brought to him.

And now, he has a woman of his own, and a child of his own...

It seemed that Feng Xinglang's heart was dripping with blood from being abused by the so-called 'relatives'.

Feng Xinglang reached out his hand, and gently stroked his son's puffy little face, Feng Xinglang was full of relief.

Then there was the woman's clean and beautiful face, which Feng Xinglang stroked inch by inch, opening up memories and yearning for the future.

Slowly, Feng Xinglang supported his upper body, and kissed the woman's and his son's cheeks.

As if feeling that such a kiss could not express his enthusiasm at all, Feng Xinglang kissed the woman's and son's face again and again, as if he couldn't kiss enough.

Xueluo didn't fall asleep. Her heart throbbed endlessly from the moment she lay down on the bed.

Isn't this her dream scene? The family reunion is joyous.

But……

Xueluo always felt that something was missing in her heart, and she felt an inexplicable panic.

"Feng Xinglang, are you finished? If you mess around again, I'll wake Nuonuo up!"