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One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Chapter 1088 - Grief Under Lies

"Eighth Brother, why have you just arrived? I've been waiting for you for a long time! "

After Linnuo's little friend complained, he opened his arms wide, "Quickly bring me to that Fang fella!"

Xing Ba lifted the little thing from the floor, hugged it and kissed it again.

"You only think of eighth brother when you need his help?"

Xing Ba caressed the little fellow's face, and displayed an aggrieved expression, as if he had been coldly ignored by fifteenth brother.

"Then what are you doing if I have nothing to do with you?" I'm not very idle! I have to study every day, okay! "

"Learning? Who did you learn all these weird words from? "

Xing Ba was immediately amused by Little Fifteen's words. Even if the little thing didn't think of him, Xing Ba was already satisfied to be needed by the little guy. This little thing, there were too many people who doted on him!

"Someone is going upstairs!"

Just as Xing Ba was putting Little Fifteen into his arms and locking him in place, he heard the sound of footsteps from the stairs. And it was not only one of them. It should have been the footsteps of two people, one big and the other small.

"Big Brother Nuonuo, I'm calling for you to come down and eat dinner! Grandma An has cooked a delicious Baymax Rice Ball and there are still some Seven Colored Pills.

He thought that the reason Nuonuo went upstairs early was because he wasn't happy when he heard that his father had been captured by the police.

"Eat it yourself! I'm full and I need to sleep. "

Linnuo snorted. There was an obvious antipathy to Feng Tuantuan's concern.

"Big Brother Nuonuo, you ate only a little. If you go to sleep hungry, you will feel very uncomfortable. "

Feng Tuantuan continued to persuade her 'not in a good mood' Big Brother Nuonuo sweetly.

"It's none of your business whether I'm hungry or not!"

Linnuo's little friend said aggressively. and indicated for Xing Ba to go forward and lock the door.

"Slug, if you dare annoy me again …" I'll beat you up! "Beat him up until his face blossomed!"

"..."

Five minutes later, Linnuo brought the little friend out of Feng Family, onto a car of anti-riot vehicle, and drove towards Fang Yiyan's residence.

"Fifteen, you're too uncaring towards women, aren't you? Feng Tuantuan is so cute, how can you bear to anger her? "

Looking at the little fellow who had a cold expression and vow to take revenge for his father, Xing Ba found a way to ease the topic.

The little guy turned his head and stared at Xing Ba, "How is a slug cute? It's all so annoying! "

"Which part of you isn't cute? She was fair and beautiful, and she spoke so sweetly. Most importantly, she cares about you greatly! "

"Who wants her to care!? "He's just looking to get a beating!"

Seeing that the little guy really had no feelings for Feng Tuantuan, Xing Ba stopped teasing him.

"Oh right, fifteenth, how are you going to deal with Fang Yiyan?"

"Let him release my father first! And then give him a good beating! "

This was the solution to the problem of children. It was simple and direct.

Xing Ba bit his lips, seemingly considering: How to explain to a six year old child that his father, Feng Xinglang, was currently playing a play that he wanted to capture?

"Oh right, Eighth Brother, is that Fang fellow powerful? Can the two of us handle him? "

The little fellow turned its head and asked worriedly. After all, Xing Shi'er was the most dangerous person out of all the foster son.

"Eighth brother will do his best to deal with him!" "Beat him until he can't have the surname 'Fang'. He can only have the surname 'Yuan'!"

"Hahaha... I will call him until his surname is Yuan! "

It was a suburb.

Life was convenient, but it was also far from the hubbub of the city center.

There was also a large area of greening. Although it was not able to stay close to the mountain, it was still able to be near the water.

To be able to find a place to cultivate one's mind and soul in the Shen City was truly not easy. This would reveal the uniqueness of Fang Yiyan's identity as the third generation disciple.

"Eighth Brother, are we going to climb over the wall? Or should I knock on the door and go in? "

Little friend Linnuo stood in front of the door that was tightly shut, and turned to ask Xing Ba who was behind him.

"Of course... He knocked on the door and entered! "

Because he had already climbed the wall. Since he did not find anything dangerous in the courtyard, he did not want the little thing to flip over the wall.

"BOOM!" Dong! "BOOM!"

The little guy clenched his fists and heavily smashed on the wooden door.

"He's here, he's here..." It was only after the little fellow smashed the door a third time that he finally answered.

The door was opened by an aunt in her forties, wearing an apron and presumably a nanny.

"You … Who are you looking for? "

Seeing that the person knocking the door was a five or six-year-old child, the aunt lowered her guard and asked gently.

"I'm looking for Fang Yi!"

Without waiting for the old auntie's reply, the little guy turned around and slipped through the door.

"Hey …" Hey … Child, just you wait! "

Seeing that there was no one behind the child, the aunt immediately caught up to Linnuo's little friend.

Xing Ba was not such a gentleman, he climbed over the wall to get in. He actually wanted to see what Feng Xinglang would do with the little thing that had been raised for a year and a half.

It was a place of rare elegance: clean green stones that covered the courtyard, and mossy, winding crevices of stone, deep and quiet in the dense air.

The little guy ran into the brightly lit hall.

When he rushed in, all he saw was a white-haired grandma sitting at the dining table, eating.

"What about Fang Yiyan? Where did he hide himself? "

The little fellow directly asked the white-haired old lady.

When the white-haired old granny saw the handsome and sturdy little brother Linnuo, she was filled with love. He picked up a piece of pastry from the plate and brought it over.

"Whose child are you? What are you looking for Yuyan for? "

"I'm here to seek revenge on Fang!"

The little guy didn't even look at the pastries the grandma had given him and directly started searching the house.

"Fang guy, get out here right now!" You think I won't be able to find you if you hide? "Coward!"

"Child, come here quickly! Just tell it to Grandma, how did my words anger you? "

The white-haired old man looked at Linnuo, who was a little friend with a strong head, and liked him the more he looked at him.

"He locked my father up! I want to get even with him! "

Linnuo replied resentfully to the white-haired old man as he rummaged through his drawers.

"This naughty child, you can't just randomly flip through things! Stop! "

The nanny came forward to stop him, but was stopped by the white-haired old man.

"Tell Grandma, who is your father?" The white-haired old man asked again with a good temper.

"Feng Xinglang! Handsome and cool Feng Family! I am his son! "

"Feng Xinglang?" The white-haired old woman mumbled to himself. He was probably unfamiliar with this person's name, so he asked again, "Then who is your mother?"

"Lin Xueluo! Are you bored? There's no end to your questions! "