One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] .52bqg [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]


    Chapter 502: To marry your mother, we must be firste first served!


    "Wife, stop hanging up. Listen to what I have to say …"


    On the other end of the phone, Feng Xinng''s low and sincere voice came out. It was as if he had be apletely different person. His arrogance and arrogance were like heaven and earth.


    "Hey, Feng, whose wife are you calling? Kiss Mommy is mine! I''ll marry her when I grow up! You are not allowed to shout around! "


    Linnuo''s little friend heard that not only did Feng Xinng''s voicee out from the phone, but he also boldly called him ''wife''. The little guy was immediately unhappy.


    It''s his son Linnuo!


    Feng Xinng became excited. He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, trying to stretch the phone as long as he could without making any noise.


    "Kiss your son," Feng Xinng imitated his son''s, Linnuo''s, voice.


    "Who are you calling your son? Don''t call me that! I am not your son! "


    The little guy was extremely unhappy with Feng Xinng''s sudden intimate call. He did not buy it when he was so attentive to Feng Xinng.


    "Then what do you think I should call you?"


    Feng Xinng''s calm and scheming mind was enough to throw his son, Linnuo, into the streets. Unknowingly, he followed the flow and extended his conversation with his son.


    Even though it was only a conversation filled with the smell of gunpowder, Feng Xinng''s heart was still warm. It was a feeling of warmth and peace that he had never felt before.


    The little fellow was startled for a moment. Then, without being polite, it cried out:


    "No matter what you call me, I won''t ept it! I am irreconcble with you! "


    This naughty little temper of his was exactly the same as his own when he was young. Feng Xinng liked it from the bottom of his heart!


    This was his real son! Feng Xinng really wanted to walk over from his phone, hug the little thing and kiss it hard enough.


    "I''m hanging up! You big bastard who bullied me and kissed my mother! I don''t care about you! " The little fellow shouted mercilessly.


    "Don''t hang up! Our problem has not been discussed yet! "


    Feng Xinng kept his voice low, "You can''t marry me and kiss my mother!"


    "Why? If you say you can''t, then you can''t? Why should I listen to you? I must marry and kiss Mommy! "


    As expected, the little guy fell for his trick, and started to argue with Big Rascal''s father, Feng Xinng, about the topic of ''Marry Mommy''.


    This was exactly what Feng Xinng wanted.


    "We must be the first to arrive, right?"


    Feng Xinng intentionally dragged out the topic, "I''ve already checked with your mother on this! So now. She''s my wife! My previous rtionship with her was protected by thew! "


    "What is a ''pass''? My mommy couldn''t be your wife without my permission! "My mommy is mine, stop daydreaming!"


    The little guy hung up the phone with a hint of anger. In order to prevent the bastard from bothering Mommy Xueluo again, the little guy first ced Feng Xinng''s phone onto the cklist, and then closed the phone as well.


    Xueluo heard the conversation between father and son very clearly.


    Feng Xinng was stunned. He then spoke a few more words to his son. Xueluo could tell that Feng Xinng was purposely going around with the little fellow.


    Maybe, Feng Xinng did indeed love his own flesh and blood. He did indeed cherish his children.


    But no matter how she listened to it, this was the tempo of someone not wanting her as long as he was his own son!


    Not to mention how Feng Xinng and the Hetun were continuing to cause a ruckus, just based on the fact that the Feng Family already had Lan Youyou, together with Feng Xinng and her daughter Feng Tuantuan, she and her son Linnuo, she would never be able to return to the Feng Family.


    Furthermore, Xueluo would never agree to Feng Xinng taking his son back!


    What would be the consequences of snatching it back? Was Lan Youyou going to be her stepmother for her son?


    Xueluo didn''t even dare to think of such a scene! What kind of terror would that be!


    When his son Linnuo was still in his stomach, he had already been persecuted to death! And once again, send her child to Lan Youyou''s side? Xueluo would rather stay in the Pater Castle with his children for all eternity.


    "Mommy, that bastard was scolded by me to leave!"


    The little guy looked at Mommy''s teary eyes again, "Did that bastard make Mommy cry?"


    Xueluo shook his head, tightly hugging his son Linnuo, and silently cried. But he didn''t want his son to see it.


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    Feng Xinng who was hung up by his own son was gloomy and silent.


    "What, your humble sweet talk won''t work?"


    who was hugging a ball of sleep asked in a low voice.


    Feng Xinng''s humble posture was forced out by Feng Lixin.


    He said that Xueluo and her son had suffered so much and suffered so much. What they wanted the most was the gentleness that Feng Xinng had soothed.


    In other words, it was Feng Xinng''s sugar-coated artillery shell!


    The first time Xueluo hung up his phone, the originally ruthless Feng Xinng was once again suppressed by Feng Lixin.


    Feng Lixin said: This kind and gentle posture will definitely work on the kind Xueluo!


    However, it did not seem to be as effective as he had expected!


    But it was notpletely useless!


    "At least you were scolded for a few minutes! This was progress! With Xueluo''s kindness, she will definitely forgive you! "


    Feng Lixin cheered Feng Xinng.


    Why did it say that Feng Xinng was suddenly so lowly? It turned out that Feng Lixin, a good-natured military officer, was supervising them from the back.


    But it seemed that Feng Xinng couldn''t wait any longer!


    He immediately removed the needle from his arm and jumped up from the bed.


    The dizziness of the concussion nearly knocked him off his feet.


    "Xinng, stop being stubborn, okay? Once he was fully recovered, he would go look for Hetun for someone! You''ve already waited five years, but you can''t even wait a few days of hard work? "


    Feng Lixin immediately ced the little cute girl who was sleeping soundly on the attendant at the side, and stepped forward to support Feng Xinng who was swaying in the air.


    But Feng Xinng could not wait any longer!


    He didn''t even want to wait another second!


    After going to the Feng Family to get something, he rushed over to the Jane Group''s ce.


    Shallow Water Bay.


    During dinner, Xueluo helped the chef set up a table.


    Hetun sat heavily on his teacher''s chair, habitually ying with the iplete rosewood bracelet on his wrist.


    This made Xueluo involuntarily think of Feng Xinng''s mother''s remnants, that rosewood box.


    The wooden box was still with Yuan Duoduo. But her mood was terrible, Xueluo did not want to disturb her anymore to look for the wooden box for her. Let''s just let it go for now.


    Actually, the wooden box wasn''t that important. What was important was the iplete portrait inside the box.


    Xueluo was certain that the person on the painting was Hetun!


    However... If Feng Xinng''s mother loved the Hetun, why did she derail Feng Yi Mountain?


    Furthermore, Feng Yishan was a married man!


    It was hard for outsiders to say anything about such feelings. Not all women could marry their beloved man as they wished.


    The eighth brother suddenly walked in.


    "Foster father, Feng Xinng is here! And two cops. Should I send them away? "