Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me
Chapter 1555

Chapter 1555 - Alternative Charm

Since the current Second Madame Feng was not someone who would cherish and cherish children, the suite Feng Xinglang prepared for him had two bedrooms.

Feng Xinglang and Xing Shiwu slept in one room, while Second Madame Feng slept in a separate room.

It was already late in the night but Xing Shiwu was still waiting at the door.

The Second Madame Feng who was in no mood to sleep became excited.

"Fifteen, I'm sure your father is being 'bullied' by Yan Bang right now!"

The woman knew that Xing Shiwu was waiting for him. It could also be seen that this child really liked Feng Xinglang, this temporary father.

"No. Yan Bang is daddy's friend, he won't bully dad! "

The little fellow turned around and casually glanced at Second Madame Feng who was sitting on the sofa and wearing his armor.

"That's hard to say..."

"Right now, you are Feng Xinglang's son. It is completely reasonable that you should go and see your father as your son! Yan Bang's bedroom should not be too far from here, you should be able to go take a look for yourself! "

It was unknown what kind of tricks a woman was playing, but it was clear that she was really bored.

And so, he started to amuse himself to tease Xing Shiwu, who was still awake, to relieve his boredom!

"Daddy told me not to run around!"

Perhaps, in his heart, the little guy wanted to look for Feng Xinglang, but he still remembered the words that Feng Xinglang had told him before.

"Yoh, to think you're Hetun's, you're simply embarrassing Hetun! You can't be unable to replace your way back after leaving this place, right? " No doubt, a woman was trying to goad a child.

"I'll definitely replace my way home!"

Even though he was calmer and calmer than children of the same age, Xing Shiwu was still only a child in the end.

"In that case, do your best to be filial and replace your father! Maybe he's already drunk enough to be squatting in that corner vomiting! "

The woman's later words were effective, the little guy was really worried that his temporary father Feng Xinglang would get drunk.

"Then I'll go... Looking for Dad? " The little guy tilted his head and asked.

"En, go on! If you can't carry the drunk Feng Xinglang on your back, you can call a burly little pawn to carry your dear father back! "

"Okay. I'll go. "

The little guy was still tricked by a woman. It was also because of Xing Shiwu's concern for Feng Xinglang.

Watching as the little thing ran off anxiously, the woman sighed: This Feng Xinglang is really popular!

Forget about the young Xing Shiwu, even she herself seemed to want to get closer to Feng Xinglang, so she could get some ways to get close to him from his mouth!

Although Feng Xinglang said verbally that he had a way to make Songtai fall in love with her … The woman really believed him that much!

Another type of charisma?

"Hey, kid, go back to your room! Don't run around! "

Xing Shiwu, who had just run out, was stopped by a muscular man guarding the corridor.

"I'm going to replace my father!"

After all, Xing Shiwu was a foster son of the Hetun, and wasn't something that an ordinary person could stop.

Before the muscular man could open his mouth for a second time, the little guy turned in an arc and disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

"Hey …" "Don't run!"

With this shout, half of the Yulong City's living quarters became on alert.

Xing Shiwu had also successfully met the leading Baotou.

"Little thing, why are you running around in the middle of the night?"

"I'm looking for my father, Feng Xinglang!"

This little guy deserved to be neither humble nor arrogant. And not just in the act, but in the way that it seemed to come true.

"Your father, Feng Xinglang, has already fallen asleep! Go back to your room and sleep! " Baotou was furious.

"Then where does my father sleep? Is he drunk? "

Xing Shiwu insisted on wanting to see Feng Xinglang. The foster father Hetun had told him to take care of Feng Xinglang, this temporary father. If there were any special cases that he couldn't solve, he could contact Xing Ba and the others at any time.

"Where he sleeps is none of your business!" Baotou humphed impatiently.

"It's none of my business! I am his son, and he is my father! "

It seemed that all the foster son s selected by the Hetun had that kind of temper.

"Heh, you're serious? It seems like the next Oscar for the movie will belong to you! "

Baotou teased the skinny Xing Shiwu.

"What are you arguing about?"

The one who opened the door was Yan Bang. Yan Bang in pajamas. It seemed like he had fallen asleep, or perhaps he was just about to fall asleep.

"Brother Bang, this little thing wants to replace his father, Feng Xinglang."

"Your father is asleep." Yan Bang frowned.

"Did my father drink? Was he drunk? Can I go in and see him? " The little guy was determined to see Feng Xinglang.

Normally, the impatient Yan Bang would have already thrown the child back; but since the little thing was Hetun's foster son …

"Alright, then come in!"

Even Baotou did not expect that Yan Bang, who was always so unhappy and forbidden to others, would actually allow Xing Shiwu to go into his living room to see Feng Xinglang!

On the luxurious bed, Feng Xinglang was sleeping and breathing smoothly with a handsome face.

"Father."

Xing Shiwu ran over and mumbled to himself, but discovered that he was sleeping soundly. The little guy sniffed at Feng Xinglang's nose and mouth and smelled the scent of the wine, which was faint.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of your father. Go back and look after your mother! "

Yan Bang lightly patted Xing Shiwu's head. A faint smile.

The little guy obediently nodded, "Then I'll have to trouble you Uncle Yan!"

"Un, it's not troublesome!" Yan Bang laughed evilly.

After covering Feng Xinglang with the blanket, the little guy reluctantly left Yan Bang's living room.

Gazing at Feng Xinglang's handsome face, Yan Bang's breathing became heavier.

A few rough fingers touched lightly on Feng Xinglang's sharp face, like a rough sketch pen, but still strove hard to draw a soft and exquisite drawing!

Yan Bang walked over, and took a light sniff of Feng Xinglang's scent. It carried a faint smell of alcohol, as if it could make a thousand cups of the undrunk Yan Bang drunk just in an instant!

"Rest assured …" I won't touch you! "I'm going to the gym …"

Feng Xinglang's eyelids seemed to roll a little, and then fell into a deep dream.

… ….

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

This sleep was really deep.

The return of his consciousness caused his originally drowsy face to sink.

He had all the clothes he should have, but they had already been changed.

This was Yan Bang's living room, but Yan Bang was not in his room.

He moved all the organs in his body, agilely and easily. There was nothing missing, nor was there anything to add.

"You're awake? Lang, with your whole body, it's time for you to get better at your fitness level! "

Yan Bang should have just finished his fitness exercises, and his tendons and flesh were still tensed up. Possessing Mr. Bodybuilder's near perfect abs and mermaid wire.

Feng Xinglang only glanced at him sideways, "This old man doesn't need to earn money by selling my meat!"