Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

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

Feng Xinglang purposely said that he loved to kiss Mommy's son the most.

Linnuo's little friend seemed to be shocked, but with his intelligence, he immediately retorted: "Of course I don't want to kiss my son! But I can't bear to let my own son kiss you! "

"Your son will bestow this glorious task to your father!"

The little guy shouted as he dragged his father Feng Xinglang to the washroom, "Come, your father!"

This naughty child, does her little brain need to be so useful?!

Feng Xinglang lowered his handsome face, and sent a flirtatious look at the woman: Obediently go upstairs and wash your face, then wait for your husband!

Xueluo pursed her lips, her face blushing pink from embarrassment.

Because she truly loved this man, Xueluo would gladly agree to anything he wanted her to do.

In fact, the heavens were not unkind to her, giving her a man that was deeply in love with her!

"Come on, kiss your son! Your father will help you to stink!"

Feng Xinglang picked up the little guy and walked towards the washroom quickly.

The little guy was being carried by his father and was sitting on the smart toilet. Its short legs were swinging leisurely, and it didn't seem to be using any strength at all.

"My good son, you really put in a lot of effort."

Feng Xinglang leaned on the washstand, father and son both having their own thoughts.

"What's the rush?" He didn't have the slightest patience to be a good father! Even stinky stinky needs to be brewed, okay? "

The little guy just couldn't bear to see his father and mother leave him, so the two of them locked up in the room. They couldn't bear for their mother to smell the stench, so they pulled their father, Feng Xinglang, to the same extent.

"My son, if you did this on purpose … That's not good! "

Feng Xinglang began to reason and emotionally coax the stubborn brat who didn't understand anything in his home, "Your mother is my wife, and she loves me a lot … She needs the special care of my husband so that she can be happier and sweeter, understand? "

"Mommy loves her son, me, and she will be happy and sweet."

The little guy did not quite agree with his father, Feng Xinglang's words.

"My good son, your love and mine are two completely different kinds of love! "For your mother, none of this is necessary!"

There seemed to be some words that couldn't be spoken too thoroughly; after all, the little guy was only 7 years old, so he shouldn't be too early.

"How about this, isn't your mother forcing you to learn Abacus? Your father is on the same side with you this time! "

When he mentioned that deadly bead calculation, Linnuo's little friend's head immediately dropped.

He could not understand: why was he fighting with an abacus at a time when the computer was so advanced?

The key thing was the chants. If he were to recite them, it would cost him his life!

"Dad, can you really persuade my mother?"

Linnuo asked suspiciously. However, his father, Feng Xinglang, had put forward this condition in exchange for it, which was quite attractive to him.

"Leave it to me! "Even though father said that he can't accept her, he still chose to submit to her!"

"Really? "Then it's a deal!"

The little guy immediately jumped off the toilet.

Thus, the father and son pair happily concluded their business deal.

"My good son, don't you want to stink?" Feng Xinglang frowned.

"I'm brewing again!"

"..." This little bastard! As expected, she was purposely teasing his father.

… ….

The nightgown was a little thin.

If you can't see it, you can see it.

The figure of the woman was indistinctly visible, with a hazy yet soul-stirring beauty.

With a light sigh, Xueluo put it on, but took it off. In the past, wearing this nightgown had more or less attracted men to her desire to have a daughter.

But now?

What kind of goal did he want to achieve by wearing these clothes?

In that moment, Xueluo suddenly felt that he had lost all reason to wear this nightgown!

After changing into a set of loose pajamas, Xueluo put the dress that was as thin as a cicada's wing into the least corner of the cloakroom.

When Feng Xinglang came in, he sat on the sofa by the balcony and flipped through a book that introduced businesses as ERP.

"Learning again? "Such hard work!"

In order to save time, Feng Xinglang had already finished his shower on the second floor.

Squinting his charming eyes, the man walked over and hugged Xueluo onto his legs, "Let's test it out: Let's see if my husband's charm is great, or if this damned book's charm is great …"

The man used the tip of his nose to draw an abstract pattern on Xueluo's neck.

"Xinglang, don't … Where's Nuonuo? "

Xueluo liked being close to men, but his heart was blocked.

Perhaps he felt that he owed a man … Because no matter how much effort a man put into using emotions, she was unable to give birth to another child.

"I've already taken care of this brat. Tonight is a world that belongs solely to the two of us! "

"Don't tell me you're using violence to suppress them again?" Xueluo asked worriedly.

"How is this possible … That little brat is a continuation of my, Feng Xinglang's, life.

Feng Xinglang kissed Xueluo's beautiful neck, and covered it with his own Qi.

"I haven't fallen in love in a long time. Do you miss your husband?"

"I want to..."

Xueluo nodded sincerely, but following that he shook his head. "Xinglang, don't … "Okay?"

"Your husband has already taken his bath and taken off his clothes. If you say no, then no?"

The man arched Xueluo's pajamas and bit her … "You're willing to let your husband suffer so much?"

Of course Xueluo couldn't bear to part with it!

That night, she had used her entire body and mind to love this man!

… ….

The man stood tall and straight against the window.

Feng Xinglang looked towards the King of Earth at the southern side of the city. He had not been thinking about that land for a day or two.

He had been playing with the yamen to push the price down, and it was not easy for him to get the price down to ten billion. However, he did not expect that Yan Bang would make such a big mistake.

If it was in the past, Feng Xinglang would only say one sentence.

But it was different now!

Ignoring the fact that Yan Bang didn't even have a nest, and that he already had a son, it was inconvenient for Feng Xinglang to open his mouth.

In fact, Feng Xinglang also knew that if he had spoken to Yan Bang, Yan Bang would probably send him off with clasped hands. However, he could not accept it without any scruples.

Stealing from a baby that had been born only two or three months ago for his father's family property was too unkind!

Feng Xinglang thought of the Yulong City!

If he could help Yan Bang get the land back, he could use the Yulong City to exchange for the land from his hands.

This way, it was both reasonable and reasonable! Fair enough!

Honestly speaking, if not for Yan Wuyang, perhaps all of Yan Bang's possessions would have been given the surname Feng Xinglang; however, this little fellow actually existed right now, and couldn't be ignored by Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang frowned: Why did I unwittingly agree to Nina's creation of a Yan Wuyang?!

Mention Yan Wuyang... Feng Xinglang really missed that little thing!

It had to be said that Nina was a very competent mother. If not for the similar structure that she had in her mind that would appear occasionally, Feng Xinglang would really think that Nina was a woman through and through.

When Feng Xinglang came over, the little guy had just awoken.

Her small, muscular body was nothing like that of a baby that hadn't even been born in three months.

"Bond. Look who's here! "

The little guy widened his clear eyes, and looked at Feng Xinglang who was hugging him. It was very sturdy and didn't like to cry.

"Wuyang, hurry up and call me godfather …"

Feng Xinglang held the little guy's neck, and raised him up a little, using his cold chin beard to rub against the little guy's tender cheeks.

"What about it? I really don't give face to your godfather! "

The little fellow seemed to smile. It was an unintentional smile.

"Oh my god, my Bond is actually smiling!"

Nina exclaimed exaggeratedly, "My son won't be like him, liking you, right?"

"..." Feng Xinglang's brows slightly furrowed, and placed the little thing in his embrace back into the crib.

"When do you start?"

This was Feng Xinglang's true purpose.

Although the GK currently had Xia Yishu, Wendy and the others, there were still some key projects, such as the one in Kinkdu. It was inconvenient for them to participate.

"You have a little love for the big capitalists, okay? I'm still nursing my baby! "

Nina picked up the young man in the cradle and held him in her arms. She stared at him unblemished.

Feng Xinglang said coldly, "Do you have milk for me?"

Nina looked at Feng Xinglang resentfully, "You want me to work for you as soon as possible … It's not impossible! "

"You want to negotiate with me again?"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes, "Nina, you are becoming more and more confident! This is not good! "

"Then I'd better stay at home and be a professional mother to take care of the children! What's yours, Feng Xinglang, will be yours! "

Nina really looked forward to this lifestyle, "I'm not worried at all that you won't raise us, Feng Xinglang!"

"Everyone says that you were pregnant for three years … "You're not even pregnant yet and you're already making a fool of yourself?"

Feng Xinglang scoffed, "I have over a hundred ways to send this child to Yan Bang's side! Let him keep it for me! Do you believe me? "

The corner of Nina's mouth twitched.

"I have two requests … "Alright, two requests!"

She knew that with Feng Xinglang's personality, it would be impossible to use force.

"For Wuyang's sake, tell me about it!"

Feng Xinglang reached out his hands and teased the little robust man in Nina's arms.

As long as Feng Xinglang touched the little guy's chin, the little thing would give him a smile, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

A hundred times!

It could be seen that the little fellow liked this handsome godfather!

Or perhaps, as long as it was something that could tease him, the little fellow would like it!

"The first request: In the name of your godfather, help my Wuyang organize a feast that will not be shabby!"

"Go on."

"Second request: My family's Wuyang hopes to see his own personal baba at his Hundred Day Banquet!"

Feng Xinglang slanted his eyes at Nina, "Is this really what Wuyang wants?"

A child at the age of P would not even be able to utter a single word. How could he have any thoughts of his own?

"It was also my intention!" Nina let out a long breath.

Feng Xinglang retracted his gaze and stood up, "Then wouldn't it be even easier for you to get Wuyang to recognize that father of his?"