真实处破女系列全过程

Chapter 1740





At most, he only thought: Since Miyamoto Wentuo wants it back, I will just give it to him! In his subconscious, he would more or less think that this fellow was a little petty!


Back then when Yan Bang asked him for it, Miyamoto Wentuo actually had something to say, but at that time, Yan Bang only wanted to save Feng Xinglang, so he did not have the heart to listen to what Miyamoto Wentuo had to say. He felt that the price at that time was\'s life, and he would probably gladly accept it.

As for the identification device inside the Yamaguchi-gumi, which was also the thing that looked like a wristwatch, Yan Bang seemed to have already forgotten about where he placed it on.

"Alright!" I\'ll return it to you! "


Yan Bang only said this sentence casually. He, who was rich and overbearing, was never one to be stingy. Borrowing someone else\'s things was something he should do. What\'s more, that thing was of no value to him now.


"Mr. Yan Bang, the time that belongs to you and Feng Xinglang … "Not much!"

Yan Bang, who should have been happily enjoying the dinner in the private room, was originally about to hang up. However, he was suddenly rejuvenated by the words that came from Miyamoto Wentuo\'s mouth.

Because Miyamoto Wentuo had mentioned Feng Xinglang in those words!


"What do you mean? What do you mean Feng Xinglang and I don\'t have much time left? "What do you mean?"


Regarding Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang would definitely pay a little more attention to him.


"I can\'t explain it clearly on the phone, so let\'s talk when we meet! I am in Yulong City. You must see me tonight! "

Miyamoto Wentuo emphasized that Yan Bang had to see him; not that he had to see Yan Bang.

"Fine, I\'ll see you after I finish my meal!"


Yan Bang casually promised. Hearing Feng Xinglang\'s straightforward laughter, he did not pay too much attention to Miyamoto Wentuo\'s words.


Even if the sky crumbled, he would have to allow Yan Bang and him to finish this dinner first.


When Yan Bang came in, Bai Mo had already sat in his seat. He was using his chopsticks to dip into the red wine on his chopsticks and then fed it to the children of the Sealing Insects in the baby dining chair.


The bugs naturally wouldn\'t show him respect. With his arms and legs weak, he could only beg his father, Feng Xinglang, for help. And of course, the thing that attracted his father\'s attention the most was crying. Wailing.


"Bai Mo, you are asking for a beating! "It\'s only been seven months …"


Feng Xinglang who was protecting the baby directly carried the little thing out from the baby chair and sat on his strong leg. The little thing whined twice, then laid in his father\'s arms and prepared to sleep.


Thinking about this table full of oily food, he had no appetite to eat. It would be better to have a good night\'s sleep in his father\'s arms.


"Xinglang, give me the insect."


With a pained heart, Xueluo hurriedly stood up, wanting to take away the little thing from the man\'s arms.


Xueluo who had stopped feeding her, had recently been busy working on his body sculpting, and did not dare to let go of his stomach to eat.


However, the small friend insects refused to move\'s embrace no matter what; even if the person who wanted to hug him was the softest mother.


Let him have a proper meal? Did he take her to that place with the big caterpillar?!


Just letting him hug her and eat dinner was already a blessing in disguise!


Therefore, he tightly held onto his father\'s shirt. Whoever hugged him, he would cry without giving any face at all. Even my mother was no exception.


"Insect, can I hug you big sister? If you go on like this, Uncle won\'t even be able to have a proper meal. "

The moment Feng Tuantuan stretched out his hand, the little friend from the Sealing Insect started crying even more exaggeratedly.

I intentionally kept this self-proclaimed father from having a good meal. Do you have any objections? He could only hold it in!

"Enough, enough, all of you stop touching him!" The bugs are probably going to sleep soon, I can still eat with him in my arms. "

From time to time, the little thing would scream out in exaggeration. For Feng Xinglang, who was seriously protecting a calf, it already ached for him. He then put down the bowl and chopsticks and began to concentrate on patting and teasing the little guy.


At that time, Feng Xinglang, who was wholeheartedly focusing on his youngest son, did not notice that Yan Bang\'s expression was somewhat tense and heavy. More or less, it was because of Miyamoto Wentuo\'s\' there\'s not much time between him and Feng Xinglang \'!

What do you mean?

He, Yan Bang, did not have much time, nor did he, Miyamoto Wentuo, have any connections! But regarding Feng Xinglang … Yan Bang had no choice but to be cautious!

Seeing Feng Xinglang being like a father who doted on his own child, at this moment, Yan Bang really wanted to be Feng Xinglang\'s son. What kind of blissful experience would it be to let him hug her so tenderly and humph like water?

Seeing Yan Bang staring at her husband, who was patting her son, Xueluo asked gently, "Big Brother Yan, do you miss Wuyang? Why aren\'t Sister Nina and Wuyang here today? "


Only then did Yan Bang slowly retract his gaze, and indifferently replied: "He said he\'s learning to swim …"


"Learning to swim is pretty good. It can strengthen the child\'s heart muscle function and resistance."

Xueluo also paid a lot of attention to his child\'s physical training. "When my family\'s bugs can walk, I\'ll send them to learn swimming too!"

"There\'s no need to send them out to study! He threw it into the swimming pool, splashed it a few times, and drank a few more mouthfuls of water.


From Bai Mo\'s mouth, it was said that other people\'s children could be raised as wild children;

"Then why don\'t we first throw your Doudou into the swimming pool?" Feng Xinglang ridiculed.

"Tch!" "This daughter is precious and needs to be nourished; her son\'s skin is tough and fleshy, and he needs to be raised in poverty!"


This reasoning was already crooked enough, but unexpectedly, Bai Mo added on, "Feng lao\'er, since you can\'t give birth to your daughter, you won\'t understand it even if I tell you! At most, you will just impersonate your own son as your daughter and cheat your own wife! "Hahahaha..."

Bai Mo was laughing his head off for fun!

It\'s this again!


His little friend the bug was already seven months old... It hurts your feelings, okay!


"Bai Mo, what are you doing? "I can\'t even open my mouth anymore!"


Yuan Duoduo reprimanded Bai Mo who had nothing to hide, "You said that she can\'t give birth to a daughter, and she even teased you that you can\'t give birth to a son!"


"Who wants to have a son? So naughty! How can she be as pretty and cute as my Doudou! "Your son will be the one to cause trouble in the future. Your daughter will be the one to take care of you!"

Bai Mo did not mean what he said, but Xueluo listened attentively.

What do you mean her man can\'t give birth to a daughter?!


Xueluo was not angry at Bai Mo for not covering his mouth, but instead felt that no matter what he said, he had to give birth to a new daughter to thwart Bai Mo\'s arrogant and delicate spirit. He had also given his man face!


"My Uncle has a daughter!"

Feng Tuantuan was unsatisfied and began to help Uncle\'s aunt and uncle argue with Bai Mo, "Surrounding them are the daughters of my Uncle and my Aunt Mi!"

"The ones with good looks don\'t count!"

Bai Mo scoffed at him and denied, "Besides, that is not even his, Feng Xinglang\'s, seed!"

These words were piercing enough, he did not expect that there would be something even worse.


"Even if it really is Feng Xinglang\'s offspring, I bet that Feng Xinglang would not dare to recognize him!"


Borrowing the alcohol, Bai Mo was truly eager to see the world in chaos. He did not care about the feelings of others at all!

To deal with a brainless giant like Bai Mo, a few simple words from Feng Xinglang was enough to make him flutter …


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