Novel Bin Chapter 1789
He hadn\'t fed the little guy for an entire afternoon. He immediately took out a bottle from the thermos and passed it to his youngest son.
"Insect, hungry right? Hurry up and have a bite to eat! Otherwise, your mommy would probably say that I\'m not responsible as your daddy! "
The little thing that had been starved for an entire afternoon would eagerly snatch the bottle and suck on it; however, it did not even glance at the bottle that its father had brought over. It started to play with its toy. A battered robot.
"Aren\'t you thirsty?"
Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then passed over the grinded teeth biscuits his wife prepared for his youngest son, "Then, let\'s eat a few small ones! "It\'s sweet, crisp and nutritious!"No matter how much his father Feng Xinglang praised Little Biscuit, the little guy didn\'t even look at it.
"If you don\'t want to eat it, then I\'ll eat it!"
In order to show that the little biscuit was really tasty, Feng Xinglang stuck out his mouth and smacked it shut, trying to tempt his son into snatching it for himself.
However, the little guy was still immersed in playing with his robot, it simply did not have the mood to care about his father, Feng Xinglang\'s self-directed play.
"Brat, are you really not hungry? If he wasn\'t hungry, then his father would have eaten up all of it! "When the time comes, don\'t cry and act so shamelessly with your father!"
Feng Xinglang put the biscuits into his mouth one by one: firstly, to lure the little fellow over to eat them, and secondly, he was really a little hungry!
On the other hand, the bug sealing child still had the same expression: Hurry up and eat! But how could he not nag like this when eating?!
Unknowingly, Feng Xinglang had actually eaten all of the lunchtime cookies his wife had prepared for his youngest son! It was only around ten to twenty people, and Feng Xinglang was feeding two of them to his mouth, but before he could even taste anything, he had already eaten them all!After eating, he was really thirsty, seeing that the little thing was playing with his broken robot without even looking at him, Feng Xinglang subconsciously took a few sips from the bottle. With just a bottle of milk, it was only enough for the mature Feng Xinglang to take three sips.
Thus, Feng Xinglang finished all the small biscuits and milk bottles his wife had prepared for his youngest son in a few bites.
"Stinky brat, it was you who said that you won\'t eat! Your father has already finished it for you, you have no more to eat now! Go cry! "
After speaking a few words to his rebellious little son, Feng Xinglang activated Lexus and rushed back to Feng Family.
After the car had started moving, the child bug finally let go of the robot in his mouth and turned to look at the villa. It seemed to have noticed something and started to hum excitedly.
"Insect …" You little rascal, you only know how to get hungry now? "This reaction arc is really long …"
Feng Xinglang slowed down and turned his head to look at his youngest son, the bug, only to find that the little guy in the back row of the carriage was trying his best to move his body towards the back window, trying to communicate with something through the window. That excited look on his face showed that he was dancing with joy.
Could it be that this little fellow saw something unclean?!
Although Feng Xinglang didn\'t believe in the words of the gods and spirits, his son, the Sealing Insect, was still a young child …
Feng Xinglang reflexively opened the window on his left, but discovered that it was completely dark and quiet; the only sound was the sound of the car\'s engine, and the occasional cry of a certain bird in the mountain forest. He then solemnly locked the window
After Feng Xinglang cursed a few times, he changed his voice to a more gentle one and started to talk to the little guy.
"Insect …" It\'s called Baba. "Mama..."
This again! There was no other topic?
However, Feng Xinglang\'s lecture was enough to calm his little son who was babbling in alien language down. After chewing his lips a few times, he continued to torture the robot in his hands.
… ….
"Xinglang, where did you bring the bugs this afternoon?"
Perhaps because his younger son still could not speak, Xueluo felt especially tender towards the little thing who did not say a word.
"Oh, I found a quiet place to teach bugs to call me daddy …" The effect is pretty good! "
Feng Xinglang comforted his wife who had been tensed up for the past few days. Though the words are a bit of a train.
"Ah?" "The bugs will call me daddy now?" Xueluo\'s eyes lit up with joy."Um... You can call me that, right? All along the way, \'father and son\' were muttering! "
"Bug, just call me daddy again. "Baba..."
"..." Feng Xinglang really knows how to deceive himself, right? When did he start calling him daddy? Beautiful enough for him!
More importantly, it had even caused this silly woman to be so excited that she was tearing up!
He had to expose this fellow\'s lie! We must tear him down! The little guy was only silently chewing on the robot that was holding him, as if he was living in a world of his own. Xueluo felt another wave of pain.
"Insect …" Why didn\'t you say anything? Can you call me daddy? Mommy, please! "
Seeing the tearful woman, Feng Xinglang immediately went forward to take the little fellow from the woman\'s arms.
"Xueluo, teach me well! Our family of bugs has made great progress today... Take your time, there\'s no rush! "As it turned out, it was only a man\'s way of comforting him. Xueluo let out a long sigh, and his entire being became dejected.
At the dinner table, the little guy allowed Xueluo to feed his son however he liked to turn his head away.
"Xinglang, how much food did you feed the bugs in the afternoon? How come the bugs are still full? "
Xueluo asked his husband as he lightly touched the little fellow\'s stomach.
"Err …" He couldn\'t possibly say that all the small biscuits had been eaten by Feng Xinglang, right?
It would be strange if his wife, who was already depressed these days, didn\'t commit \'domestic violence\'.
"I didn\'t feed him much …" They\'ve only eaten a few biscuits! " Feng Xinglang said in a perfunctory tone.
Bastard Feng Xinglang, you ate the little cookies, okay? He actually lied with his eyes wide open!
"But the stomachs of these bugs are full!"
Xueluo lovingly kissed his son\'s forehead, "Go play with the bugs first, wait for your mother to feed you when you\'re hungry."
"..." Feng Xinglang\'s brows relaxed: The little guy clearly hasn\'t eaten anything for an entire afternoon... How can you be full?Could it be … Did you pick up something unclean to eat in Cong Gang\'s haunted house?!
Then his responsibility and guilt would be great!
The most important thing was that it was a little thing that was only a few months old. It did not know what it could eat and what it could not! Even if the little fellow ate something dangerous, it wouldn\'t speak up ….
With regards to the little guy\'s safety, Feng Xinglang dared not take the risk. He immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and ran over to his son who was lying on the crawling mat.
He scooped the little fellow up and sat on his long legs, gently rubbing its stomach.
"Insect …" Did he have a stomachache? If it hurts, just nod. "
"Hiccup …" The little guy actually burped.