Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me
Chapter 1787

Chapter 1787 - Waitress 63

The way that he taught others to be happy should allow him to achieve twice the results with half the effort.

Only when the little guy was in a happy mood could he continue his practice in a happy mood.

Seeing that his father could actually bring him here on his own accord, the little guy could not conceal his happiness.

Before entering the villa, which was to say before he wiped his face, Feng Xinglang, who was holding onto his youngest son, stopped in his tracks.

"Insect, do you want to go in?"

"Mhmm..." The little guy leaned forward and pointed at the face screen with his little finger. He signaled to the nagging fellow to quickly wash his face.

It was as if the little guy knew that this strange door could only be used to brush his father's face.

"I want to go in... Just obediently call me daddy … Call me Daddy! Dad is simpler. Good girl, call me daddy! "

Feng Xinglang began his prelude act — First, it was a small threat.

That was deadly!

How could this guy be so childish?!

If I call you 'Daddy', how much meat can you grow?

Even if he could grow a piece of meat, it would only be a piece of fat!

The little guy smacked his lips. He first turned his head to look at the liquid crystal screen that was brushing his face, then turned to look at his father, Feng Xinglang.

Then, he suddenly hugged his father's face with his small hands and pushed towards the screen that was swipe his face …

"Stinky brat, you really followed your own father to force yourself on me? With your little strength, can you even shake your father? "

Feng Xinglang was amused by his son's small actions. He turned his head with force, and the little guy's face was easily corrected back to him.

He couldn't even wrench this guy's head with his little arms and legs, much less his thighs.

The little guy was wondering if he should cry a little to show that he was weak when a gust of cold wind blew over; the little guy was so agitated that he trembled.

In general, the children of the bugs liked the cold wind.

A situation where one couldn't withstand the cold while at the top, wasn't something that anyone could comprehend and enjoy.

Ye Zichen thought that the little fellow would crawl into his arms because it was too cold, but he didn't expect that the little thing would stand straight up against the chilly wind. It even opened its little mouth and choked on the cold wind … Play!

It was like this: To mistreat oneself, to make others feel heartache!

Actually, it wasn't that strange. The little guy simply thought that choking wind was fun.

"Brat, you really drank the wind?"

Since Feng Xinglang couldn't bear to see the little guy catch a cold, he compromised in the end: He wiped his face, and carried the little guy into the villa.

As soon as he entered the room, the little fellow twisted its little body in its daddy's embrace to get down; but Feng Xinglang tightened his arms.

"If you want to have fun, you have to call me daddy first!"

Feng Xinglang sat flat on the carpet with his arms around the little guy, looking like he was going to fight a long war with the little guy.

If it was that easy to submit, then this little guy wouldn't be a little pup!

Glancing around, the little fellow gave a long yawn, as if it was about to fall asleep.

"Bugs, is it so hard for you to call me 'dad'?"

Feng Xinglang rubbed his nose lightly against the little guy's chubby face, "If you call me daddy, I'll be happy, and you can also go play.

He was very patient, reasoning, and emotional.

Feng Xinglang lightly propped up the little guy's chin, making him look at his own father.

"Come on... Open your noble little mouth and call me. Daddy. Papa... Daddy. Father... You can pick any of the two great Young Masters! "

The little fellow looked at the persistent and pitiful fellow in front of him silently … After about ten seconds, he once again extended his hands and hugged his father's, Feng Xinglang's, cheeks. He slowly leaned over and kissed his father's lips.

Almost every movement made by him was a warm and lovely painting!

To be honest, the little guy's current proactively and intimately nearly made Feng Xinglang's heart cuddle …

Just as Feng Xinglang was deep in thought about the intimate relationship between father and son, the little fellow used its reaction speed to struggle free from his father's arms, and sprinted towards the corner of the tunnel.

You little rascal, you must be on the verge of becoming an intelligent person!

He almost succeeded in breaking out of the prison!

In the end, the Sealing Worm child was still defeated by his father, Feng Xinglang's, long legs!

"Brat, do you think that you can just take the initiative to kiss me and run away? "Oh, my dear dad gave it to you ten times!"

Feng Xinglang tightened his arms and kissed the little guy's cheeks more than ten times.

"Useless Sealing Worm, little friend!" Even if you don't want to speak today, you must speak for your father! Today, I will spend an entire day with you. Let's see if you will be a peerless expert or if you will be a peerless devil! And it even rebelled against you! "

Feng Xinglang carried the little fellow back to the carpet in the living room once again, and the father and son duo continued to confront each other.

"Father... "Baba …"

Feng Xinglang repeated the simplest form of address words, guiding the little guy to open his mouth again and again.

Actually, the little guy's words were late, so Feng Xinglang wasn't too concerned, but his wife Xueluo was still frowning. The reason why she forced the little guy to call for someone was because she was worried for the little guy's wife.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to call me father! Let's change to mother first! Mama. "Mom …"

Feng Xinglang patiently guided the little guy again and again.

The Sealing Worm child looked at his father's pouting mouth and yawned. It seemed that he was really going to sleep.

"You want to go to sleep?" Father can carry you to sleep. "

"..." Shouldn't he carry himself to bed?

Feng Xinglang hugged his young son who was yawning profusely and kissed the little guy's forehead. "Go to sleep! Let's continue practicing when we wake up! "

Ah... He still wanted to practice! Is it silly, calling you daddy all day long? Are you that lacking in love!?

It was obvious that the children of the Sealing Worm didn't want to go to sleep. The key thing was, his father said that he still needed to continue practicing even after waking up.

Thus, the Sealing Worm revealed its mischievous side: it suddenly lowered its head and fiercely bit down on Feng Xinglang's wrist.

Was this the same trick as before?

This time, the little guy had truly underestimated father Feng Xinglang's pain tolerance and perseverance.

Just like that, Feng Xinglang allowed the little fellow to bite his own wrist, without even frowning a little. Only when the little guy was tired did he let go of his lips.

Feng Xinglang stared at the little fellow, and the little fellow looked back at him.

The father and son duo stood in silent confrontation!

"You still want to bite your father, right? "Come on, I'll let you bite me until you're full!"

Feng Xinglang simply took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves and revealed his strong arms, then brought his entire arm in front of the little fellow:

"Bite!" Your father will let you bite him until he's full! If you're happy, then shout 'baba' or 'mama' to listen! It's not for you to bite for nothing! "

[Is this guy going crazy?]

Even if you mistreat yourself like this, no one here will pity you, okay?!

Is that a bite? Or not to bite?