Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Feng Xinglang had just opened the fingerprint lock when he heard the sound of Butler Mo walking out from the room downstairs.

They saw Second Young Master Feng Xinglang wearing expensive silk pajamas as he walked up the stairs.

This silk pajamas should not be the one that belonged to the Second Young Master.

It wasn\'t important where the Second Young Master had come from, what was important was that …

"Second Young Master."

Butler Mo whispered.

"Old Mo? You\'re up so early? Did I disturb you? " Feng Xinglang turned her head and casually asked.

"Second Young Master, you should take a bath first. He changed his pajamas. The pajamas at home are more pleasing to the eye. "

The Butler Mo reminded him meaningfully.

It seemed that the older the spicier one was!

Butler Mo\'s words had hit the nail on the head.

For such a talented and handsome man like Feng Xinglang, it was reasonable for him to have the time of his life once in a while.

However, they still had to settle in the backyard first.

Feng Xinglang instantly understood.

He originally wanted to explain to Butler Mo: This pyjamas was worn by Yan Bang\'s Yulong City. He had never done anything gorgeous before, but he felt that it was unnecessary.

In short, it was always better to avoid dissension.

Feng Xinglang nodded slightly, then went upstairs.

When Butler Mo saw the eye-catching titanium gold Lamborghini parked outside, his aged eyebrows deeply knitted together.

Looks like Second Young Master spent the night in Yan Bang\'s Yulong City.

There were so many rumors and rumors, how could this Second Young Master not know how to avoid suspicion?

Thinking of something, the Butler Mo immediately turned around and headed to the basement. There was a passageway from the basement that led to the villa next door.

Xiao Hu, the sleepy driver shouted.

"Xiao Hu, I\'ll have to trouble you to wake up early to help President Yan send his carriage back to Yulong City. President Yan is waiting to be used! "

"Old Mo, what time is it? Why are you in such a hurry? There are so many luxurious cars in the President Yan that we can display them by car! "

The driver, Xiao Hu, couldn\'t understand why the Butler Mo wanted him to bring the carriage back so early in the morning.

"It looks like you don\'t want to take this month\'s prize money! The prize money of three thousand yuan a month has been saved! "

Under the heavy weight, Xiao Hu immediately got up from the bed happily.

The high-spirited Feng Xinglang had finally coaxed the woman into taking her stance. Just as she moved a few times, a pair of sleepy big eyes stared at her.

"Uncle... "You\'re back?"

Feng Tuantuan sat up, and yawned as she asked.

"Un," Feng Xinglang suppressed his anger and snorted, "How come Wu Ji woke up?"

Originally, Ye Zichen thought that Lil Thing\'s alertness was much lower than his own son\'s, but he didn\'t expect that she actually woke up.

"He was shaken awake by Uncle."

The cute girl smacked her lips and said, "Uncle, stop shaking, even your aunt will be shaken awake by you."

"..."

At that time, Xueluo could only pretend to be asleep and die. She really had no face to face with the naive Feng Tuantuan anymore.

"Hm!" Uncle will not shake, continue sleeping with his arms folded! "

Feng Xinglang\'s aura was so heavy that it caused Xueluo\'s face to redden as her heart pounded. This lowly man had just coaxed her into saying that he wouldn\'t wake up, but now he was simply eating the consequences of his actions!

"I can\'t sleep …" Uncle, how about you hug me and sleep? "

Little Cute wanted to cross Xueluo, so she crawled over to Uncle who was lying on the back of Xueluo, but was pulled back into the blanket by Feng Xinglang.

"Don\'t mess around! Sleep! Uncle is tired. "

Xueluo immediately pulled down her nightgown; wherever her hands went, she clearly felt that this man was already completely sincere.

No wonder this man kept shouting, it was because he didn\'t wear a single strand on his body.

He really was … Shameless!

It had caused her to lose face with him and be thrown into the Pacific Ocean!

The little thing was hurt by Feng Xinglang, so it laid down on the blanket aggrievedly, and glanced at Xueluo who was pretending to be asleep with tears in its eyes, "Hug your uncle and mother in your arms and sleep!"

"Also not allowed! He slept alone! If you don\'t sleep now, I\'ll throw you out of the window on the third floor! "

Feng Xinglang\'s threatening and harsh voice came out, causing the little thing to snort in grievance, but it did not dare to speak anymore.

"..."

Xueluo\'s face burned with shame: This despicable and evil man, actually forced a child to sleep for such a small thing?! What a brain-dead man, how could she even have the appearance of an elder?

Xueluo naturally would not be an accomplice to the tiger, and even more so, would not let the man succeed.

Therefore, while pretending to be dead, Xueluo dragged the thin blanket, attempting to \'show\' the man behind him that he could not see a single strand of the fine fitness posture.

But the man was very attached to her, so tightly that Xueluo could clearly feel its existence. He hadn\'t left her yet.

The vigorous back was revealed, full of smooth muscle texture.

As for the man\'s previous self, it was tightly pressed against the woman\'s lower back. No matter how hard the woman tried to push him, he couldn\'t get rid of it.

While the husband and wife were making small movements, Feng Tuantuan\'s soft sobbing sounds came out from the blanket. It seemed like the little thing was crying.

Feng Xinglang did not speak any words of comfort; nor did Xueluo, who \'pretended to be asleep\' all this while, seem to be in a dilemma.

Noticing that no one was paying attention to her, Lil Thing\'s crying stopped, leaving only the occasional sound of sobbing.

"Xinglang, I miss Nuonuo."

After a long while, Xueluo suddenly mumbled with sorrow.

"I\'ve missed big brother Nuonuo too."

Lil Thing, whom no one had been paying attention to for a long time, immediately followed suit.

"You heartless little bastard, you abandoned your biological mother and father and ran off with someone else …" But he made us want to kill him! "

Feng Xinglang sighed. His own son had walked for six days, and he had thought of him for six days.

This feeling of kinship wasn\'t just about forgetting, but growing stronger and stronger.

"Xinglang, how about we go to Pater Castle together to bring Nuonuo back?"

Xueluo asked tentatively.

Last night, before going to sleep, unable to get through to Xing Shi\'er\'s phone, Xueluo called Xing Ba who was still in Shen City.

Xing Ba beat around the bush and told her a lot of things, but in the end, he still indirectly brought it up: Let Xueluo and Feng Xinglang go to Pater Castle to bring back their son!

"No!"

Feng Xinglang said in a low and ruthless voice, "We cannot allow him to be so full of himself!"

"If you don\'t want to go, I will! You don\'t want Nuonuo, I do! " Xueluo was furious.

"We need big brother Nuonuo too!" The little cutie turned around and joined the discussion.

Seeing that the woman was angry, the man\'s hand reached Xueluo\'s waist, "How could I not have Nuonuo?! He is the biological son of I, Feng Xinglang! "

"So what if he is? If you don\'t have that bit of blood ties, who knows where you might throw them! "

While talking, Xueluo brought back the grievances from the past, "As long as you have the balls!"