Sweet Marriage with My Evil Husband

It's Xing ba.

The call came more than a month late.

He hesitated all the time before, maybe because he had a bad heart and didn't know where to start. Feng Xinglang attached great importance to emotion and righteousness, but he was not good at emotional expression!

But this time it was for his son Feng Linnuo, so the call was more natural.

The phone was not answered by seconds. After the ring, Feng Xinglang patiently dialed the second time. For his own son, Feng Xinglang always has a better temper. Fortunately, it was answered at last!

"Xing "Prince Xing?" The voice on the other end of the cell phone is a little weak.

"You know I'm the prince, how dare you neglect me?"

Feng Xinglang gave a light reprimand. Although he never admitted his relationship with Hetun, Xing Ba and his family always called him "Prince Xing". If they heard too much, they would inevitably breed his sense of superiority.

"A little hurt I hope Prince Xing will forgive me for the inconvenience. "

At this moment, Xing BA's ability to answer Feng Xinglang's phone has given him a lot of face.

"Where's my nono? Have you been turned by Hetun again? "

Feng Xinglang asked directly. It's not that he doesn't care about Xing BA's injury, it's just that it's quite common for them to get injured.

But Xing BA was surprised and asked, "was Xiao Shiwu abducted?"

"Nono's not with you? What about Xing 12? Is it possible that he picked up nono Feng Xinglang asked in a tight voice.

"No way! Old twelve is more injured than me And we've just returned to paterburg. How can we go to Shencheng to pick up the 15th! "

Xing BA's words made Feng Xinglang frown.

"You're in Fort pette? Including Hetun

"Yes The adoptive father's arm was cut off by the rebels, and the old twelve was injured by the explosion in order to recover his broken hand;

Xing BaDun stopped the sad topic and asked, "by the way, what's wrong with the tenth five year plan?"

"I ran out to have fun. I thought he went to Repulse Bay

Feng Xinglang gave a reply.

Judging from Xing BA's weak voice, he should be seriously injured. Even Xing Shier was injured by the blast, and almost the whole army was destroyed!

Was Hetun's arm cut off? Feng Xinglang's heart twisted inexplicably.

But immediately in the bottom of my heart: it's a pity that I didn't kill him! It's his life!

The phone was then hung up. To be sure, the little guy didn't come to Repulse Bay or stay with them in Hetun.

Could it be that after hearing the news of Hetun's injury, he would take the initiative to go to Fort pette?

It's possible!

Otherwise, these days, the little guy will always ask his father some strange questions. For example, if his adoptive father died, would his father be so sad that he shed tears.

It seems that the little guy cares about the adoptive father of Hetun very much! And the brothers who were doting on him.

Little thing flying to Fort pette alone? Obviously impossible! Those cumbersome procedures are not what a little boy can handle.

If he wants to fly to pettemburg, he will find someone to take him Who will the little guy go to?

But then, the idea was ruled out by Feng Xinglang.

For one thing, Hetun should not take the initiative to tell the little guy about his injury. For another thing, even if he told him, he would do a good job in the early stage. It is impossible to let the little guy take risks alone. For another thing, Hetun just wants the little guy to see his decline?!

If the little guy didn't fly to pettemburg, where would he go?

Or do you think too much, small things just run out because of fun?

……

Old four Yan Na the face of Wa, all the way have not changed facial expression.

It's like having a fake face.

The little guy wanted to ask something about the big caterpillar, but he tried several times, but still didn't ask.

Anyway, we'll see the big caterpillar soon. It's not too late to ask.

Besides, the fourth worm looks strange. I don't know if he is the same kind of fool as the fifth Xing. If you can only answer "I don't know", you'll be asking for nothing.

It was getting dark. When passing the cemetery, the children didn't feel afraid. Just staring at the scene swept by the window, silently staring.

I can't get in touch with my adoptive father, and I can't get through to Lao 12 and Lao 8. Later, the caterpillar can't get in touch with him, and the little guy is always depressed and worried.

It's not hard to see that the little guy, like his own father, is a man who values love and righteousness. But it will be his weakness more or less.

"Big caterpillar Big caterpillar... " As soon as the black Passat stopped outside the villa, he got out of the car and called out. Shouting and running towards the villa.

The door of the villa is open. It's supposed to be for the kids.

"Big caterpillar Where are you, caterpillar? "There was no room in the big living room, so the little guy ran straight upstairs.

In a master bedroom on the second floor, the little guy found Cong Gang lying on the bed.

The tone of ash, quiet and quiet, is less vitality.

"Big caterpillar, why are you lying in bed? Is it hurt? Is it serious? "

The little guy ran over and gently lifted the thin quilt on CongGang's body. Then he saw a bandaged wound on his left shoulder and left leg. Chest and abdomen, is a simple application of Chinese medicine.

"Well, a little hurt."

Cong Gang answered and wanted to sit up, but he snorted and lay back. It seems that the injury is not light.

"Big caterpillar, don't move. I'll give you what you need!" The little guy said with concern.

Looking at the little guy's concerned little face, Cong Gang's eyes softened a little, and also darkened a little.

"I've escorted your adoptive father and Xing Er out of Mexico City. They should have returned to Fort pette by now."

Cong Gang still put the little guy's most concern in the front.

"Yes? Oh, that's great! Caterpillar, you are the best and the best

The little guy jumped up, hugged Cong Gang's cheek and gave a loud kiss.

Proud little things seldom take the initiative to love their relatives. Cong Gang is lucky except for his parents and adoptive father Hetun.

By the little guy so cold not Ding of kiss a, Cong Gang seem to have some small situation to promote. Obviously, he doesn't like to have any skin contact with others.

"Is my adoptive father hurt? And old twelve and my second brother, they? "

After kissing the little guy, he asked in a hurry.

"Your adoptive father broke his arm; Xing er It's a serious injury. It's estimated that it won't last long! Even if it is saved, life is not like death. "

Cong Gang lowered his eyelids, and some pale faces were stained with uncertain sadness.

The little guy also got up dejected and sat by Cong Gang's bed. They were silent.