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"Blue Yoyo!"

Feng Lixin scolded, "It's you who shut up! Don't impose your dirty and sinful thoughts on Tuantuan! Her world should be clean and pure!"

"Feng Lixin, why do you reprimand me? What qualifications do you have to reprimand me?"

Lan Youyou, who was on the verge of losing control, suddenly became a hedgehog. Whoever took care of her, she used her spikes to pierce anyone.

"Puguan called me five years of papa!"

Feng Lixin did so for a second or two before answering Lanyou.

"My aunt! Feng Lixin, you think the group called you papa, you really become a group's father? You are just a fake! It is Feng Xinglang to take care of your fragile and fragile feelings! Feng Lixin, You should wake up and stop bullying yourself! "

When Lan Youyou scolded Feng Lixin, she almost reprimanded him as a grandson. Regardless of Feng Lixin's feelings.

"The person who should wake up is you Lanyouyou! If you dare to say or do anything that hurts you, I will never spare you!"

Feng Lixin's eyes were filled with fierce gas.

This is the result of an outbreak after five years of accumulation; it is also the feeling of Feng Lixin's younger brother Feng Xinglang seeing his own son after seeing his own son!

His brother Feng Xinglang has paid too much for him! The human heart is full of flesh, and he can appreciate Feng Xinglang's gratitude and touching for the lost child.

"Then you talk about it, why don't you want to spare me?"

Lan Youyou's chanting nature is still distinct and individual.

"Well, if you both say a few words, you will be scared!"

The butler Mo whispered warmly, and dragged the little princess Feng forcibly from Lanyouyou's arms.

Feng Lixin stopped violently refuting with Lan Youyou, and the sweetheart caressed his little princess in the past.

"Tuantuan, remember: that little brother is your older brother with blood thicker than water. From now on, you must love each other, understand?"

Feng Lixin said warmly. He hoped that Little Princess Feng could always remain cute and kind.

"Really? Will he have an elder brother in the future?"

The cutie stopped crying, but glanced at Mommy Lanyou with a little dread.

"He is not your brother! He is a wild child! You are the real princess of Feng Xinglang!"

Lan Youyou certainly does not recognize Lin Nuo's existence. Feng Xinglang can only be her daughter's father.

"Lan Youyou, wake up! In fact, she is ..."

"Little Master!" Mo's housekeeper stopped Li Fengxin who was out of control. "You should go after Little Master! Those people should not hurt Little Master. You chase and persuade Second Master to not be too hard! We should think long term! "

It seemed that he was aware of his disability, and Feng Lixin nodded his lips tightly.

"Take care of Tuan Tuan." After telling Mo butler, Feng Lixin left Feng family.

In view of the sudden appearance of Mommy Lanyou, Princess Feng was still a little afraid. On weekdays, Mommy also quarrels with Papa, but it is not as scary as tonight.

So the little guy hugged Mo butler's neck tightly and didn't dare to approach some unusual mummy Lanyou.

After leaving Li Feng's home, Feng Lixin called Yan Bang.

He told Yan Bang concisely what happened just now.

******

Ferrari super-run like an arrow off the string, whistling towards the two anti-riot vehicles in front of them.

Feng Xinglang's mind was only thinking of recovering his child.

His dearest bone and blood, the continuation of his life.

Xiaoshi 15 was sitting in the arms of Hetun, always boring. He Tun didn't ask him anything, because he could hear everything happening in Feng's living room. So there is no need to ask.

Feng Xinglang's response made Hetun quite satisfied. What he wanted was the subversive emotion Feng Xinglang saw when he saw his own son. In this way, it will add atmosphere to the multiple-choice questions he will do in a few days.

One was Feng Xinglang's lost and recovered son, and the other was a daughter raised by Feng Xinglang himself ... I feel energetic when I think about it.

Of course, there are certain things that Hetun can only see on the surface.

"Father, Feng Xinglang has caught up."

The sound of Xing Ba from a riot car came from the car's Bluetooth device.

"Then let him chase! Even if you warm up first!"

He Tun smiled coldly, and stroked the little dull face with the little rough fingers.

After hearing what Xing Laoba said, Xiaoshi 15 immediately turned his head and looked out from the rear window.

In Xing Laoba's anti-riot vehicle, a Ferrari supercar loomed.

Did that **** Feng Xinglang really come after him? Isn't this looking for death?

The little boy bit his own lip, and the little expression was gloomy. It seems very tense after the riot vehicle.

"Fifteen, are you worried about your righteous father? Or are you worried about your **** father?"

He Tun asked slowly. It seemed to bring a little bit of sourness.

how to say? Five years ago, when He Tun brought Lin Xueling, who was pregnant, away, she had a clear and fierce purpose: to use the little guy to seal off with his biological father, Lang Xing, and fight for a father and son!

But five years of nurturing, let Hetun involuntarily produce another kind of emotion to the small things in his arms.

And this little thing looks like the woman on his apex!

Therefore, Hetun wanted to deceive himself into a dream: the fantasy little guy was his child with that woman ...

No matter how fierce and fierce a character is, he has the softest place deep in his soul!

But when he is awake, Hetun will know clearly: This is just a dream he can never realize!

"He's not my dad! He's just an asshole!"

The little guy no longer looked behind the window and turned around to snuggle into Hetun's arms.

The little guy seemed to have some love for Hetun's warm embrace. That was his safe haven.

A smooth big ‘S’ drift, the Ferrari Super Run successfully threw off a riot car behind it, keeping pace with the Hetun.

The Ferrari supercar obviously wanted to stop the riot car, but it was a bit daunting. Do not dare to make too aggressive collision action.

In fact, the reason is obvious: Feng Xinglang was worried about the son in the car being injured!

"Twelve, run into it, leave him out fiercely!"

Hetun hugged the small fifteen in his arms. He made good use of the weakness of Feng Xinglang Huzi's heart.

Although the speed of the anti-riot vehicle is not as fast as that of the Ferrari, the collision resistance is super strong. The two cars have been moving side by side, and Feng Xinglang has been passively avoiding.

"Yifu, the road on the right is sealed. There are two stone piers in the front. Only one car can drive over. Feng Xinglang has always been against us ..."

"Rush forward safely! Feng Xinglang will only hit the pier by himself and dare not hit us!"

He Tun bowed his head and rubbed the little baby's fat little cheek, full of confidence.

At such a fast speed, Feng Xinglang has only two options:

One is to keep on the riot car; the result is that both cars will hit the pier! Then you can force stop the riot car!

The other is that he hits a pier by himself to make way for a riot car ...