Chapter 927 Thieves

Not only his wife Xueluo, but also Hetun and his adopted sons, blamed Yan Bang for Nuonuo's disappearance!

Xing Ba saw Nuonuo in the detention room with his own eyes; and Xing Shisi also found the little thing in Yulong City.

All of this is related to Yan Bang!

Looking at his son who was sleeping soundly in the hall, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.

"Xinglang, why hasn't Nuonuo woken up yet? Should he be sent to the hospital?"

Worried about her son who was always sleeping soundly, Xueluo, as a mother, couldn't let go of her worries.

"No need. Nuonuo will wake up by himself in an hour or two. Don't worry too much!"

Feeling the woman's worry, the man held the woman's hand and shared her anxiety.

Just leaning against each other and watching the sleeping child quietly!

"Xinglang, your leg is still injured, go and rest. I'll stay with Nuonuo, and I'll call you as soon as he wakes up."

The woman felt sorry for her child and the injured man.

"I'm not tired, nor sleepy! Just holding you and accompanying the child like this...it works better than any medicine!"

The man's words made Xue Luo's heart ripple with warmth and love. She hugged the man and let him rest his head in her arms more comfortably.

"Xinglang, is Nuonuo okay? Is he awake?"

After receiving a call from housekeeper Mo, Feng Lixin rushed back from the police station.

Then he saw his daughter Feng Tuantuan standing on tiptoe in the courtyard of the Feng family villa, looking forward to the entrance of the community.

The little cutie knew deeply: Perhaps the one who loves her the most in this world is papa Feng Lixin!

Seeing his daughter who had disappeared for more than ten days return to his arms, Feng Lixin almost burst into tears.

After being intimate with his daughter for a while and asking about some things, Feng Lixin went upstairs to visit his nephew Lin Nuo. There is also his brother Feng Xinglang who has a leg injury.

"Brother? You are back. Have you seen Tuantuan? She has been waiting for you."

"Yes...Xinglang, thank you."

Feng Lixin sincerely thanked Feng Xinglang for helping him find his daughter again.

"Family members don't need to be so polite."

"How is Nuonuo? Still asleep?"

"Well, she was fed something with sleeping pills. She will probably wake up soon."

"Oh... that's good."

Feng Xinglang looked back at his elder brother Feng Lixin, who looked much more haggard these days, "Why didn't you spend time with your own daughter?"

"Tuantuan is downstairs making snacks for Nuonuo with Aunt An. She wants Nuonuo to eat her snacks as soon as he wakes up!"

"Tuantuan... is getting sweeter and sweeter!"

Feng Xinglang smiled slightly, "It's worth it for me, your uncle, to go through thousands of misunderstandings and thousands of blames to create her!"

"Tuantuan will definitely thank you, your uncle!"

Feng Lixin's voice was a little hoarse and not very clear, but he spoke with extra force.

"Brother, go downstairs to accompany Tuantuan. She hasn't seen you for more than ten days, and she must miss you very much. As soon as Nuonuo wakes up, I will take him downstairs to eat the snacks made by Tuantuan's sister."

Since her son has returned and the misunderstanding has been resolved, Xueluo certainly hopes that the family can live in harmony.

"Okay, then I'll go downstairs first."

Feng Lixin responded and left. He didn't want to disturb the reunion of Feng Xinglang's family.

***

After sleeping soundly for more than an hour, the little guy opened his sleepy eyes.

In fact, he couldn't open his eyes, but when he heard the call of his dear mommy, the little guy tried very hard to open his eyes completely.

"Mommy!"

Lin Nuo threw himself into the arms of his mommy Xueluo, kissing and acting coquettishly.

"Mommy, do you miss your son very much?"

"Yes... I'm almost worried about you crazy!"

Xueluo didn't want to cry in front of her son, but she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"My son wants to kiss Mommy, too!"

Lin Nuo hugged Mommy Xueluo's neck tightly, and said coquettishly, "I've always been worried that the bad guy would grab Mommy too."

"You only know how to kiss Mommy, and your bastard dad will be very disappointed!"

Seeing the intimacy between the mother and son, Feng Xinglang's heart seemed to be comforted.

"Daddy!"

The little guy turned and threw himself into the arms of his father Feng Xinglang.

This "Daddy" was full of innocence, coquettishness, and deep longing for not seeing each other for many days.

"My dear son...you are really your father's life!"

Feng Xinglang hugged his son tightly, and sucked the little guy's cheeks, ears, and soft short hair with his lips.

The father and son were stuck together for a while, and the little guy shouted as if he had suddenly discovered a new world.

"Damn Feng Xinglang, why are you in a wheelchair again? Did you break your leg again? You are so unlucky! So useless!"

The little guy criticized too directly, not afraid of his father's face being hurt.

You know, didn't his father Feng Xinglang roll down the canyon and get injured just to find them?

He almost lost his life!

But in order to find his son safe, everything is worth it!

"Yeah...Dad is really unlucky! Not as brave and self-reliant as my son!"

Feng Xinglang kissed his son's little face again, wishing he could rub the little thing into his life.

"Don't kiss you anymore...Your beard hurts my son! I want to kiss mommy!"

The little guy struggled out of Feng Xinglang's arms and snuggled into his mother's soft arms again.

Mommy's arms are 360 ​​degrees of softness without dead angles!

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"My dear son, tell your father about your heroic story of fighting wits and courage with the big bad guy these days! Did you suffer a lot?"

After dinner, Feng Xinglang was infusing antibiotics while chatting with his son who was in his arms.

"It's okay! That ghost face is not that bad! He is still loyal and doesn't hurt children!"

The little guy used his little hand to touch the back of his father Feng Xinglang's hand where he was infusing, as if he wanted to reduce his father's pain.

"Did my dear son recognize that ghost face?"

Feng Xinglang continued to ask in a calm voice.

The atmosphere was very relaxed, and the little guy didn't feel any sense of being forced or interrogated.

"No! That ghost-faced one is sneaky...very difficult to deal with."

The little guy used his fingertips to gently slide along the direction of the needle, trying to make the liquid inside flow faster.

"Sneaky?"

Feng Xinglang smiled lovingly, "Do you know what 'sneaky' means?"

"Of course I know! Old Eight and Old Twelve always say you are sneaky!"

The little guy said bluntly.

"..."

Feng Xinglang's lips twitched slightly: It turns out that in the minds of Xing Eight and Xing Twelve, this is how he is evaluated!