Love in Xuancheng

Feng Nianyu was still too young and tender. When he heard his mother's words, he really couldn't hold it. Xiu turned around and stared dimly. He was so angry that his mouth opened and closed several times that he couldn't say a word.

Shen Xingyue frowned, stepped forward, stretched out her claws and grabbed it on the beautiful and lovely little meat face.

When Feng Nianyu was surprised, he instinctively wanted to step back, but he was still half a beat slow, and his little face was controlled by his mother.

"Dad -- dad --" Feng Nianyu's face was rubbed by his mother, and he cried for help to Dad.

"Do you know it's wrong? Are you still angry?" Shen Xingyue asked.

"Know --- wrong, mother --- don't pinch --- pinch --- hurt --" Feng Nianyu immediately softened and admitted his mistake.

"What's wrong?" Feng moye suddenly appeared in front of the women and was so frightened that Shen Xingyue released her hand.

"People can scare people to death. Don't you know? Suddenly you want to scare me to death?" Shen Xingyue patted her chest and screamed at the wind.

When his mother let go, Feng Nianyu slipped behind his father and asked for protection.

Feng moye touched his son's small head, but his eyes fell on his wife. "My wife played too attentively. How can you blame me? I came step by step, not suddenly."

"Hey --- you --" this guy is protecting the calf!

Shen Xingyue suddenly didn't know what to say. She said she was angry and didn't taste very much. She just felt that she couldn't go anywhere (DE) ǐ） I can't say it. I can only stare.

Feng Nianyu is making faces at his mother triumphantly. Suddenly he feels that Youdao's eyes are cold on his head, and then he hears his father's voice ringing in his ears.

"What's wrong?"

"Hmm?" Feng Nianyu was stunned for a moment and couldn't react.

Feng moye didn't make a sound, so he looked at it quietly and waited for his son to react slowly.

Feng Nianyu frowned, looked at his serious father and replied, "you shouldn't be angry with your mother --"

"Never again!" Feng moye warned.

He told his son that he could be naughty and cry, but he must not be angry! He would not allow alienation caused by anger and resentment.

When Shen Xingyue heard the speech, she felt "no" (DE) in her heart ǐ） "Jin" dissipated in an instant, and happily pointed to his son to learn from the wind: "it's not an example! Do you hear me, kid?"

Feng moye looked at his wife with a spoiled face and looked down at his wronged son. "Dad wants yu'er, very much."

"Really?" Feng Nianyu finally heard someone say that he missed him. Tears in his eyes burst out. His small face rubbed against Feng moye's arms, sobbing and chanting, "I thought you didn't want me, didn't come to pick me up, didn't come back to see me, didn't even have a letter, sobbing -- you don't want me, don't love me --"

"Smelly boy, if you talk nonsense again, be careful I beat you! Who says you don't love you? Who says you don't want you? My mother thinks of you every day!"

Mingming's heart has long been soft and has become a pool of water, but he still pretends to be a "fierce mother".

"Yue'er --! You three are really enough. There are others here!" Shen Shixuan was really worried and didn't see it.

These three people have no other people in their eyes at all. They have completely ignored them. It seems that there are only three of them in this yard!

"See, what's the noise? How old are you, second brother? It's good to compete with a child! Don't you care about him, second sister-in-law? Childish ghost!" Shen Xingyue turned her head and complained.