Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Originally, Feng Xinglang had only wanted to have some fun with the woman in the midst of her worries so that he could get her to laugh.

However, the sadness in Xueluo\'s eyes, as well as that deathly pale little face and his frozen state of mind, made this romance turn into torture and humiliation, which was out of sync with the scene before him.

Thus, Feng Xinglang restrained his unruly nature and turned the furry bear around. As a result, on the back of the split off furry bear\'s head, a small red face appeared, dyed an unnatural red.

Xueluo didn\'t know what had happened to his son, but she really didn\'t think that Feng Xinglang would actually put his son into a furry bear\'s shell.

"Nuonuo... Nuonuo... "

It really was her own son. Xueluo rushed forward and hugged his son who was among the furry bears, and wildly kissed the little fellow\'s burning hot cheeks.

But when she wanted to take her son from Feng Xinglang\'s embrace, she was stopped.

"Your body is still weak. I\'ll hug my son and let you kiss him."

The woman had just given birth, and was deeply concerned with her son Linnuo, who looked extremely weak. She was his wife and his child\'s mummy, how could Feng Xinglang not feel sorry for her body?

Just like this, Feng Xinglang practically held onto his son\'s entire weight, causing Xueluo to constantly wipe drool on the little fellow\'s face, and over and over again, patiently kissing her child\'s lips!

It was as if at this moment, the moment her child was returned to her embrace, Xueluo revived.

As he kissed her, Xueluo noticed that something was amiss. Although his son\'s breathing was steady, he still had not woken up?

"Nuonuo? Nuonuo... Wake up... Look at Mommy? "

Xueluo lightly patted her son\'s rosy cheeks and gently called out to the little guy a few more times, but the little guy was still sleeping soundly.

"Feng Xinglang, what\'s wrong with Nuonuo? Why didn\'t you wake up? "

Xueluo\'s heart rose to his throat once again.

"Nuonuo fed Nuonuo some sleeping pills. I think he\'ll wake up after a while."

Feng Xinglang consoled the Xueluo who was burning with anxiety.

"What?" Nuonuo was fed a sleeping pill? He\'s only five years old, is he going to be okay? "

Mommy always has an inexhaustible heart for her children.

"It will be all right. If you are truly worried, I will call a doctor over for Nuonuo to have a look. "

Before Feng Xinglang could get a doctor, the little fellow on the sofa woke up. Mommy\'s call was like the sound of a harbor to a five-year-old child.

"Mommy?"

The little fellow opened its sleepy eyes, and saw Mommy Xueluo lying by its side. It immediately wrapped its arms around Xueluo\'s neck, and nuzzled its little head against Mommy\'s neck.

"Nuonuo... Mommy\'s own son! You\'re finally awake. You scared the hell out of Mommy. "

The two of them embraced each other for a long time. The scene was so warm that it was hard to disturb.

But Feng Xinglang still disturbed her. He reached out his long arm and used his strong arm to hug his wife and children in his embrace. He felt this temporary warmth that was hard to come by.

It was short indeed. Not even three minutes had passed before Xueluo pushed away Feng Xinglang\'s arm.

Perhaps, Feng Xinglang really did love his own child, but Xueluo no longer wanted her and his child to face the possibility of being abandoned.

In Xueluo\'s eyes, Feng Xinglang would never become their harbor!

"Feng Xinglang, let us leave this place. Nuonuo and I will be grateful to you. "

Xueluo calmly made his request to Feng Xinglang.

"We can also let you two leave … But you must take me with you! "

Feng Xinglang\'s handsome face was tinged with a tinge of disappointment and frustration. He reached out and gently stroked his son\'s face, but was instead opened by the little fellow\'s small, merciless hands.

From start to finish, Linnuo never spoke a word to Feng Xinglang, the bastard\'s father. Maybe when Feng Xinglang selected Feng Tuantuan, this bastard\'s father would be the only one left a bastard!

"Why? Are you still angry with your father?" Feng Xinglang asked bitterly.

The little guy had not fully recovered his energy and was withered; but he coldly turned his head to stay close to his mother, unwilling to say anything to Feng Xinglang.

The sound of his phone interrupted the astringent feeling in Feng Xinglang\'s heart. The phone call was from his big brother, Feng Lixin.

"Xinglang, where are you? Where\'s Youyou? Is she with you? "

Feng Lixin who was on the other side of the phone seemed to be very anxious, he could even faintly hear the cute little girl\'s voice.

"Where did Lan Youyou go, how would I know? I have no obligation to help you keep an eye on her! "

It was not hard to tell that Feng Xinglang\'s words were tainted with a slight tinge of anger.

However, he didn\'t know where the anger came from!

Was it because her own son had rejected her love?

Or was it because he had actually done something so vile that he could subdue half of his sister-in-law to someone else?

"But the Old Mo said that Youyou was with you when he brought the balls back! They\'re crying for their mother. "

The sound of Little Princess Feng\'s crying that came from the phone was like a pebble that had been thrown into a calm lake, disturbing Feng Xinglang\'s heart once again.

This was because Feng Xinglang clearly knew that searching for his mother\'s cry like this was just a small beginning!

"Feng Lixin, it\'s already been five years, you can\'t even subdue a single woman? Forget it... But now you can\'t even coax your own daughter? "

Feng Xinglang\'s anger did not stop, the meaning of the words shocked Feng Lixin.

After a few seconds of silence, Feng Lixin continued to ask: "Xinglang, now is not the time to talk about this, what about Youyou? You must know where Youyou went! "

"Sorry, I really didn\'t know where Lan Youyou went! I\'m with my wife and kids! I don\'t have the time to care about your shitty business! "

Feng Xinglang said somewhat dryly.

"What?" You are by Xueluo\'s and Nuonuo\'s side? You brought Nuonuo back? "

Feng Lixin suddenly asked.

"Hmm …" Feng Xinglang said in a long voice, "Feng Lixin, take good care of your own daughter, from now on, maybe you and your daughter will have to depend on each other for life!"

Without waiting for Feng Lixin\'s reply, Feng Xinglang hung up the phone.

What did it mean to be dependent on one\'s own daughter?

Could Lan Youyou, she …

When Feng Lixin called Feng Xinglang once again, the phone was already turned off.

"I want Mommy. I want Mommy … "

Little Princess Feng was crying so hard that she was out of breath. The fright on the cruise ship had already caused Little Poor\'s mind to wander a little bit. But now, she couldn\'t find her mother anymore. Little Rascal felt all sorts of grievances and panic.

"Be good and don\'t cry. "Papa, bring Huan Yuan with you to find Mom!"