Chapter 762: Stop Being Naive when You See some Blood!

The little guy is disgusted.

Maybe he doesn't hate his adoptive father Hetun, but he is very concerned about his biological mother marrying his very old adoptive father.

"Yes! Mommy wants to marry your adoptive father! Anyway, you have called him your adoptive father for so many years, so you should just change things up!"

Xueluo didn't know whether she was teasing Hetun or deliberately trying to get angry with Feng Xinglang. Even if Feng Xinglang is not angry to death, it is still a profit!

This was it now: she could already hear Feng Xinglang's breathing getting heavier and heavier from his nose.

The man is suppressing his anger!

"As long as I, Feng Xinglang, am still breathing, you, Lin Xueluo, can only be my woman!"

The man's voice hissed in Xueluo's ears, as if coming from the depths of his throat, like a snake spitting out poisonous messages; it carried an air of violence that could not be provoked. It's so domineering that it makes one's teeth chatter.

"Feng Xinglang, your words and deeds like this will only make me hate you even more! You are forcing me to take my son and leave you!"

Xueluo was still a little embarrassed when being hugged by Feng Xinglang in front of Hetun.

"Then I will guard you all the time!"

Irrational men are scary. Feng Xinglang didn't want to let go of his arms, and he couldn't let go. Perhaps only by hugging mother and son in his arms could he have a moment of peace.

"Feng Xinglang, let me go...let me go!"

Xueluo saw that Feng Xinglang couldn't break through his struggle, so he asked for help from Hetun, "Help, Mr. Xing..."

"..." Hetun stayed in place, neither stepping forward nor not stepping forward.

It seemed that it was not good to see them in such a stalemate, so Hetun coughed twice before speaking in a gentle voice:

"That Xueluo...it's getting late. You and Alang should go back and rest early."

This 'Alang' is so smooth and satisfying.

"..." Xueluo was speechless: How could she forget that Hetun had turned into Feng Xinglang's biological father?

And he is also a very protective father!

At this moment, Lin Xueluo felt endless sadness in her heart.

Is there no Lin Xueluo in this world who can help her?

But why do you need help?

Do she and her son Lin Nuo really want to be sheltered under the wings of others for the rest of their lives?

"Nono, your bastard father is about to strangle mommy's arm..."

Xueluo made a sign of pain while deliberately letting go of her son in her arms.

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, let go of my mommy! You're hurting my mommy! Let go... let go!"

The little guy vigorously beat his father, Feng Xinglang, on the shoulders and arms, yelling at him to let go.

Seeing that he was really strangling the woman, Feng Xinglang loosened his arms a little harder and said, "Xueluo, come back with me."

"Let me go first!" Lin Xueluo softened a little.

At the woman's suggestion, Feng Xinglang let go of his arms; upon seeing this, Xueluo immediately stuffed his son Lin Nuo into Feng Xinglang's arms.

If Feng Xinglang wanted to hold his son in his arms, he would be unable to pull away and chase her.

Xueluo took the opportunity to run away and rushed towards the kitchen.

Feng Xinglang almost reflexively hugged his son Lin Nuo and chased after him.

…

Are this couple playing a cat and mouse game?

This young man is so energetic!

Although Hetun felt that Lin Xueluo was a little too pretentious, he couldn't do anything to drive away their mother and son.

Besides, as long as Lin Xueluo and her son are in his Repulse Bay, are they still worried that Feng Xinglang won't come?

Thinking about it this way, Hetun still felt that leaving Xueluo and her son in Repulse Bay was not entirely a bad thing!

But before Hetun's dream was over, the painting style suddenly changed.

From a small quarrel just now, it suddenly turned into a military confrontation now.

After Xueluo rushed into the kitchen, she rushed out of the kitchen quickly.

When he came out, he held a sharp and thick bone chopping knife in his hand.

When Hetun thought Lin Xueluo was going to use this knife to chop Feng Xinglang, he didn't expect that Lin Xueluo would put the bone-chopping knife against his neck in an instant.

"Feng Xinglang, I'm afraid you can't take Lin Xueluo back alive! But you can take a corpse back!"

Xueluo was really angry. She was fed up with this man's arrogance and dominance.

"Lin Xueluo, are you crazy? In front of your son, are you using such childish and bloody methods?"

Feng Xinglang, who was running after his son Lin Nuo, became furious when he saw the woman holding a bone chopping knife against his neck.

"That was also forced by you, Feng Xinglang!"

Xueluo shouted in a hissing voice, "Are you childish? If you see some blood, you won't be childish anymore!"

Suddenly, she slashed her neck with the blade of the knife, and a long string of blood beads immediately poured out.

"Mommy...Mommy, don't...don't hurt yourself!"

The child Lin Nuo screamed in horror, and immediately began to cry uncontrollably.

It’s not that the little guy has never seen blood, it’s just that he is too afraid of losing his dear mother.

"Feng Xinglang, are you leaving? If you don't leave, prepare to let Nuonuo wear sackcloth and mourn for me!"

Lin Xueluo roared at the top of his lungs. Every breath or heartbeat brings more blood.

"Asshole... you go away... go away! I don't want to see you again! Feng Xinglang, go away! Go away! Go away!"

The little guy climbed down from Feng Xinglang in fear, slapped Feng Xinglang's waist and abdomen vigorously, and pushed him toward the door.

"Go quickly...go quickly!"

Seeing his son in endless panic, Feng Xinglang's heart broke.

"Lin Xueluo, you idiot woman! It hurts me to hurt yourself?! But you won... I'm leaving... I'm leaving now!"

Feng Xinglang stared at Xueluo fiercely. The bloody wound in the woman's neck really hurt his eyes and heart.

Xing Twelve had quietly sneaked behind Xueluo; when he wanted to take advantage of him and snatch the bone-chopping knife from the woman's hand, the woman threw the machete away the moment Feng Xinglang left. on the ground.

With a "clang" sound, the bone-chopping knife fell from the woman's hand.

Xueluo also suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Mommy...Mommy, you lost a lot of blood!"

The little guy ran over with tears in his eyes, hugged Mummy Xueluo's shoulders with one hand, and pressed Mummy Xueluo's wound with the other.

"Nono, don't be afraid... Mommy is fine."

At this moment, Xueluo seemed to have no strength to speak. She just held her child tightly in her arms.

"Lin Xueluo, your behavior is too extreme! Have you considered Shi Shi's feelings? Are you going to commit suicide in front of him?"

Hetun was angered by Xueluo's excessive behavior.

"Stop being mean to my mommy! You are all bad guys! Get out of here!"

What responded to Hetun was the roar of the child Lin Nuo at the top of his lungs.

The world suddenly became quiet!