Sweet Marriage with My Evil Husband

"Happy is happy But I have to go back to Shencheng to study on the 10th five year plan! That's how to be a gentleman mommy likes! "

Love, this school, is for Mommy Lin Xue!

"I'm afraid you're going to kill your adoptive father when you leave!"

Hetun holds the tighter grip of the little thing in his arms. Of course, one hand is not as comfortable as both hands. The little guy is pushing and shoving in pain. He feels uncontrollably rubbing and kissing.

Along the way, Feng Xinglang just followed in silence. He didn't disturb the intimacy between Hetun and his son nono.

At least, his trip to paterburg has gained his son's trust and glorified his father's tall and trustworthy image.

"Adoptive father, after we're gone, you should stay in Fort Patel to recover! Don't go out fighting! Life is precious! If you lose another arm, you can't hold your favorite 15! "

This is what xueluo specially told the little guy to say. Thinking that only by borrowing the little guy's mouth can he Tun be more comfortable.

But mommy's original words, the little guy can't remember clearly, but the central meaning is still expressed.

"The adoptive father knows."

He Tun rubbed the little guy's cheek again, "my adoptive father, listen to 15, and cherish his own life! I'm sure I'll keep this old life and come back to spoil my favorite 15! "

"Well! That's good! "

The little guy gave a Baji kiss to the obedient Hetun.

At that time, Feng Xinglang's mind seemed to be wandering, and he didn't know how to go to shangxinhetun's saying, "I will come back with this old life.".

After Xing er's funeral, Hetun seems to be suddenly cheerful. No longer disappointed, but happy to play with Linnuo children.

This sadness comes quickly, seems to go faster!

No one knows what Hetun observed in silence in front of Xing er's coffin. But he Tun was relieved, no longer depressed because of Xing er's death.

Or, he just didn't want to let the young little fifteen's trip to paterburg be shrouded in sadness!

In life, there is always something unstoppable. Such as the dawn to light up; such as the dusk to go dark; such as fatalistic encounter; such as the foretold departure; such as life; such as death.

Parting always brings a little sad color!

On the night of departure, Hetun took the initiative to knock on the door of his son's daughter-in-law's room.

He seldom comes to this bedroom. Most of the time, he only gives orders to Xing 12 or Xing 8 to call people;

but this evening, he came in person. And with good wine.

It's Feng Xinglang who opens the door. After seeing Hetun, he just frowned and nodded slightly, which was a greeting.

"Alan, haven't you slept yet? Have a drink with dad? "

Xiang, who comes from Hetun, is already a father. Whether the son and daughter-in-law like it or not.

"Just getting ready to rest."

It should mean to refuse. But Hetun didn't want to understand.

"Dad, come in and sit down. I'm just going to see nono... "

Lin xueluo, a gentle and sensible daughter-in-law, naturally has nothing to say. Seeing that Hetun wanted to have a drink with his son alone, she would certainly avoid it and make room for them.

The room is not big, but it is tidy and warm by the snow.

A bottle of red wine and two red wine glasses can be taken by Hetun with one hand. I don't want to come to Hetun without getting drunk with Feng Xinglang.

Maybe he wants to take more bottles, but he doesn't have that hand, does he?!

"Let's go out and have a drink. Xueluo doesn't like the smell of alcohol on me. "

Although the room is warm, there is not enough room for their father and son to drink and have fun.

"Then go to the terrace on the top floor! It's cool and windy. It should be more comfortable. "

Feng Xinglang is not in the mood to listen to Hetun's talk, but since Hetun wants to say something to him, it's OK to listen.

He Tun poured red wine for Feng Xinglang himself. After clinking his glass, the father and son drank it all.

It's really good. Sweet and clear in the mouth, slightly astringent in the aftertaste. The taste is quite mellow.

"I'll let old 14 accompany you back to Shencheng. The child is sincere and has good skills. You can keep it. "

"No!"

As soon as Feng Xinglang refused, he read the disappointment on his face and then explained, "you are short of hands now! Keep it for your own use. Shencheng has been peaceful recently. It's not necessary. "

This explanation made Hetun feel better.

"You and Cong gang Very familiar? "

This is the third person who mentioned CongGang to Feng Xinglang.

Hetun remembers that Cong Gang rescued his son when he trapped him on the cruise ship. Although there was a bit of unpleasantness later, Cong gang and his son Xing Lang should be in the same group as a whole.

"Not very familiar..." Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows slightly. "CongGang is very difficult to control.""Well!" He Tun nodded and agreed with his son's view of Cong gang. "Cong gang was originally called Songtai. He is really a prick. He has his own opinions and ideas! Even the second one can't help him! "

He Tun breathed a little, "but this time, in order to repay Xing er's kindness, he saved Xing ER and me! It's a useful material that values emotion and righteousness! "

Feng Xinglang, Meiyu: how arrogant! Cong Gang just saved you by the way. And it's not your face!

Even his son, Nuo Nuo, didn't tear it down, and Feng Xinglang couldn't say anything about it.

"By the way, Yan Bang What have you been up to lately? "

This is a sensitive topic. It's just like the road without books. If there are more people going, it becomes the road.

Knowing that this topic would upset his son, he Tun asked. It seems that he doesn't mind telling Feng Xinglang about this embarrassing matter.

Feng Xinglang was very reluctant to answer the question. But it seems that nothing to answer will make the topic more complicated.

"I don't know! I've been very busy recently, and I don't mind his business. "

In general, no one can play with him. Not to mention the verbal temptation.

Feng Xinglang's answer is quite casual. It gives people the feeling that he and Yan Bang are just ordinary business partners.

"Well, stay away from him! You have a family! If xueluo and Shiwu misunderstood you, it would be bad. "

Whether Feng Xinglang likes to listen or not, he Tun has some advice to his son.

"What's wrong? Yan bang and Mo San are both my business partners. "

Feng Xinglang is still calm.

"There's nothing wrong with you thinking that But maybe Yan Bang didn't think so? "

That sounds annoying.