Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 1006

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Chapter 1006 - Love of Her
Hetun, who had left the hospital in the afternoon, waited until night after hearing from Fifteen that his father would come in the evening.
He only wanted to see his son and say a few words to him.
"Ah Lang, you're here?"
When their son, Hetun, finally loosened her tightly knitted eyebrows and asked gently and lovingly, "Have you eaten? I had the Old Five bring us dinner, why don't you accompany Fifteen and Xueluo to eat? "
Feng Xinglang did not respond to Hetun's question, but walked straight into the sickroom.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, why are you still here? Mommy and I will ignore you! "
At the door of the ward, the little guy used his small body to block his father, Feng Xinglang, from coming in.
Feng Xinglang raised his long arm, and the little thing was lifted up high, "You're showing no respect to your father again?!"
Feng Xinglang lightly pinched her son's soft and extremely elastic thigh, "Guess your father is truly not willing to part with your little pimp?"
"Is the Great Witch dead? If you're not dead yet, don't come see me and my mommy! "
The little fellow shouted loudly. The amount of pushing and struggling seemed to be great, but it also seemed to be filled with the reluctance to part from his own father.
The little thing was always so angry with her for not fighting, but it also loved her.
"Daddy doesn't have the ability to kill whoever he wants! That's the job of the police uncles! "
Feng Xinglang fiercely kissed the little fellow on the cheek, and then sucked out a pink mouth.
"Then don't kiss me!"
The little guy pretended to be disgusted and used his little hands to wipe the spot where his father had just kissed him.
"Really?"
"No!" "No!"
The little fellow stressed in anger.
"Alright …" Feng Xinglang dragged his voice, "If you don't want to kiss, then don't! It's not like there's no one that's friendly with my father! "
Feng Xinglang placed the little fellow back on the ground and walked over to Xueluo who was quietly lying on the sickbed.
The woman lowered her head and did not look at Feng Xinglang's concerned and handsome face.
"Your son will not allow you to be with him … "Don't you have a wife to kiss?"
Feng Xinglang leaned over, and slowly kissed Xueluo's cheek.
To be honest, Xueluo had clearly wanted to resist at that time, and had sufficient time to do so.
However, the woman seemed to have forgotten to resist …
Or perhaps Xueluo was able to recover from her depressed and sad mood and was kissed by the man just like that.
"Wife loves me the most!"
The man's magnetic voice was filled with laziness and charm.
"Feng Xinglang, you can scram now! Don't kiss my mommy! "
The little fellow immediately rushed over, wanting to pull apart the bastard's father, who was in the middle of playing around. Unexpectedly, his father Feng Xinglang simply fell down, lying beside the woman.
"Stop messing around!" Your father is tired! "
"Don't lean on my mommy! Get out of the way! "
The little guy also crawled onto the bed and started to kick Feng Xinglang's robust body.
Feng Xinglang was really tired.
His legs were still recovering, and every step he took caused a dull ache. However, the man persisted in his silence.
"Feng Xinglang, let's get divorced … You wouldn't be so tired! At least his heart wouldn't tire any further! And it will not be difficult! "
Xueluo suddenly opened his mouth.
It was unknown whether this question could pierce through a man's heart; Xueluo's heart had been ruthlessly pierced.
"No!"
The man spat out the word with an indifferent tone.
"Feng Xinglang, you are too useless! Why don't you just get rid of the Blue Witch? My mommy won't divorce you! "
The little guy was anxious when he heard Mommy say the word divorce.
Fortunately, he heard his father say "Not leaving" again!
"Divorce with a woman who's so good and loves you so much? Am I stupid? "
Feng Xinglang turned over, and wrapped his arm around the woman's waist, "Can you stop messing around? Let your husband sleep for a bit! "
"You're not allowed to sleep!"
The little guy became energetic, and started beating Feng Xinglang up and down on his vigorous back, "Hurry and kill the blue witch before you can sleep!"
While the little thing was tormenting him, Feng Xinglang still held onto the woman's waist tightly, sticking to Xueluo.
"It's enough for fifteen years. Come out and eat first! Let your father rest for a while! "
The Hetun spoke out. She called out to the little fellow who was making a ruckus over his own son.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, then I'll let you sleep for a little while! After the sleep was over, he would go and exterminate the blue witch! Otherwise, don't even think about sleeping! "
The little fellow shouted beside his father's ear. Under the summons of the foster father Hetun and the delicacies, she still obediently went down the ward.
Besides, I can be hungry, dear, dear Mommy, I can't be hungry!
Only after his son left and Xing Ba closed the door, did Xueluo let out a breath of suffocating air.
"Feng Xinglang, seeing you in such a difficult situation, I am truly very sad … I will not blame you any longer. I know your difficulties. I beg you to let me and Nuonuo live! "
"Does your foot still hurt? If it hurts, just hit me a few times. It will be more comfortable. "
The man's answer was irrelevant.
"It doesn't hurt anymore …" I want to leave the hospital. "
Xueluo raised her head, trying her best to force the look out of her eyes.
"Listen to the doctor and stay in the hospital to recuperate!"
The man didn't say anything about Lan Youyou. Nor did he explain anything, or promise anything.
He knew that women did not need to explain, nor did they need to promise. She wanted to see the result: the result that Lan Youyou deserved.
"Feng Xinglang, I …"
"If your feet hurt, then hug me and sleep for a while!"
"..."
Xueluo did not continue to bother the man. She was silent and said nothing.
After waiting for a while in the outer room, seeing that there was no activity in the inner room, Hetun's thick eyebrows sunk.
"Fifteen, quickly go in and ask your father if he has eaten dinner."
"I won't give it to him to eat!" It's enough to starve him to death! "
The little fellow let out a fierce shout.
"Don't be so vicious!" He's your father! "
"Who wants him to be my biological father?! I do not need such a father! "
"Nonsense!"
Hetun bellowed, "You can't be so disrespectful and unfilial!"
The little guy sniffed with his sour nose, and walked towards Xing Ba: "Ol 'Eight, where's my crossbow?"
"It's in the Shallow Water Bay! What, you aren't thinking of using it to shoot your father again, are you?! "
"I want to use the crossbow to kill the blue witch! She hurt my mother, and she also hurt my wooden Uncle until he's almost dead! "
It was useless to kiss his father. The little fellow could only take the field himself!
"Alright, with your foster father and your sworn brothers here, it's not yet time for a little thing like you to make a move!"
Looking at the little thing with reddened eyes, Hetun hugged it with extreme pain.
He kissed and kissed again and again, "Don't cry out! Otherwise, your father will die of heartache! "
After coaxing the little thing for a while, the Hetun followed Xing Shi'er who came to pick it up and left.
The little guy was lying in Xing Ba's embrace, and was fiddling with his beard all the while …