Chapter 774: You Will Be Punished by Not Being Able to Hold Your Own Son for an Hour

"Nono, mommy's dear son, please let mommy hug you."

Since he did not pick up his son Lin Nuo from school in person, Xueluo immediately came forward to greet him.

"Mommy, you didn't even go to pick up your son today! As a punishment, you are not allowed to hug me for an hour!"

The little guy is a little bit proud of his favor.

In fact, Xueluo was really aggrieved: if Feng Xinglang hadn't been pestering her and not letting her leave, how could she not have gone to the kindergarten to pick up her 5-year-old son.

But it was not convenient for Xueluo to explain to his son Lin Nuo. Because I promised the little guy in the morning that he would go to work.

But the result is: I spent the whole day in the arms of this man named Feng Xinglang!

"Stop! Mommy didn't mean it... Mommy knows she was wrong... Just kiss your son and let mommy hug him!"

Xueluo satisfied her son's pretentiousness and kept trying to please him.

"Okay then, I forgive you!"

The little guy then put down his condescending attitude and couldn't wait to throw himself into Mommy's warm arms, rubbing himself in front of Xueluo and feeling Mommy's tenderness.

This little guy... is so pretentious that he almost doesn't know what his last name is, right?

Feng Xinglang sighed at first, but then he frowned slightly: It seems that the little guy doesn't have a definite name yet!

Especially this last name...

Your surname is Lin? Surname Feng? Or last name...

Seeing that her son had been carrying a small schoolbag, Xueluo reached out and tried to take the little thing off his shoulders; but the little thing immediately jumped away and rushed towards his biological father Feng Xinglang who was in the sick room. After three strokes, five divided by two, he pulled off the small schoolbag on his back and threw it directly on the patient.

"Nono, don't leave your schoolbags lying around. Mommy will help you put them away first."

"No need! It's good to put it here!"

The little guy snorted and climbed up onto Tuo, holding his small schoolbag behind him.

"Mommy, give your son some water. He drinks well!"

The little guy's words stopped Xueluo, who came forward and tried to take away the small schoolbag. When mommy Xueluo turned around, the little guy immediately fumbled for the picture paper from the small schoolbag and hid it with his father. In Feng Xinglang's quilt.

"My dear son, my dear father likes the way you take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms and offer hugs!"

Feng Xinglang hugged his son who had climbed onto Tu Tu tightly, and used his beard that had not been groomed for two days to prick the little boy's tender and soft face.

At the same time, he also felt the paper stuffed into his quilt by the little thing. You probably don't want mommy to see it.

If there are no opportunities, we must create opportunities.

Xueluo had been in the ward, so the father and son thought of the bathroom together.

Feng Xinglang got up first and went into the bathroom; child Lin Nuo folded the picture paper and stuffed it in his pocket, then followed suit.

"Nono, please wait a moment, your biological father is inside."

"I can't wait any longer... Anyway, I look the same as my biological father, so it doesn't matter."

The little guy rushed in, but Xueluo couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

Feng Xinglang had just finished running down the mountain and was zipping up the zipper.

The little guy took a glance and wrinkled his little nose, "Feng Xinglang, you are so embarrassed."

"What's the matter, why are you dissatisfied with your biological father?" Feng Xinglang smiled brightly, "Why are you so embarrassed?"

"It's embarrassing anyway! I don't have the shame to be your biological son anymore!" The little guy snorted dissatisfied.

While turning on the faucet and locking the bathroom door, Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice: "My dear son, do you have something to tell your biological father?"

"Now," the little guy took out the picture paper from his pocket, "Here you go! Your PP has been seen by everyone!"

When Feng Xinglang took the picture paper from his son's hand, Junyi's face instantly condensed.

"Nono, how come you have this?"

"A guy with black glasses gave it to me!"

"Someone sent this picture paper to you in kindergarten? Was it after school today?"

Feng Xinglang's eyes were filled with anger.

"Yes! That person is so annoying, he was almost seen by those little kids!"

The little guy groaned in dissatisfaction and said, "If they see that the person with the PP on it is my biological father, I will be so embarrassed!"

"Do you know that person? Or is he someone you are familiar with?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"do not know."

The little guy shook his head, "Sneaky, it's not a good thing at first glance!"

Feng Xinglang fell into deep thought: Lan Youyou has already left Shanghai, and everything is under his control. It is impossible for her to use such vicious tricks...

If not her, then who?

Cong Gang?

He's not bad enough to give something like this to a 5-year-old child!

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, get rid of that person quickly! If he goes to school with his hair unruly again, don't say I know you!"

The little guy is already 5 years old, so of course he knows how to be embarrassed.

"Well, my biological father will take care of it."

Feng Xinglang knelt down on one knee and kissed his son's little face, "Good son, you did a good job!"

"If you let mommy see you, you will be doomed! Kissing a girl is better than kissing a boy! And it's Yan Bang's big, strong and ugly guy! I don't like him anymore!"

The little guy looked disgusted. It's easy to like and easy to hate.

"I'm so sorry...it's my father who didn't handle the matter well and caused his son to be troubled!"

Feng Xinglang apologized to his son while tearing up the picture paper and flushing it away.

By the time the father and son came out of the bathroom, Xueluo had already laid out dinner.

Feng Xinglang still needs to stay in the hospital for observation for three days before he can be discharged. Although there was no obvious serious damage to the body's appearance, the concussion after the impact cannot be ignored.

"What's wrong? You two, father and son, can still have a straight face even after going to the bathroom? Are you arguing again?"

Xueluo asked softly about Feng Xinglang, who was too solemn, and his unhappy son Lin Nuo.

"Well... we don't all have the same opinion! My son thinks I'm not as handsome as him, but I don't think so! I think I have more of a manly aura!"

Feng Xinglang said seriously.

"Hahahaha..." Xueluo laughed so hard that she almost couldn't stand up straight.

This laughter... is really heroic!

Xueluo stopped laughing with some embarrassment.

"Nono, have you noticed: your mommy is so beautiful when she smiles..."

In order for the woman not to be embarrassed, Feng Xinglang changed the topic.

"You just realized that?! My mommy has always been the most beautiful in my heart!"

Obviously, the little guy's ability to please mommy Xueluo is getting better and better day by day.

"Mommy, you can only show your beauty to your own son! Just leave it to Feng Xinglang!"