Wild hunting and guns, the impulse engraved in male genes, the romance of men.

Even Luo Yi, a gentle boy, could not escape from the common customs.

Xiao Fengting handed the shotgun to the servant. Seeing Luo Yi looking at him, he said faintly, "I'll teach you how to hunt next time."

Luo Yi pursed his lips, turned his head and said obstinately, "no need."

Xiao Fengting gently hummed and laughed: "childish."

He didn't care about the kid. He took off his windbreaker coat, changed his shoes, and went to the room to accompany Tang Qing.

Lunch is hot pot, a group of people eat very lively.

Tang Qing's face is full of enthusiasm, which makes her pale and bloodless face stained with a bit of popularity. She sits beside her with fruit, with a smile in her gentle eyebrows and eyes. That kind of mood makes Xiao Fengting, who has been watching her, feel a little tipsy at the bottom of her heart.

He drooped his eyes and drank a few drinks of wine, which made his elegant eyebrows and eyes tinged with just the right gentleness.

Xiao Fengting didn't like to eat this kind of stew all the time, but accompanied Tang Qing to eat it. He gradually got used to this way of eating. It was still clear soup, not too spicy.

At the end of the meal, as in the past, he put down his chopsticks and kept mentioning that they should brush the hot pot.

The atmosphere was very good. Tang Qing drank half a glass of beer with Xiao Fengting's permission. She had not drunk wine for too long, and a small cup also made her blush. Xiao Fengting paid attention to her state and confirmed that she had no stomachache. Only then did she recover.

In the afternoon, Xiao Fengting went out with his two children. Now he began to take the children with him. When it was getting dark, he came back with a few pheasants and wild birds. Luo Yi's eyes lit up with strange light, and his walking posture was not right. Tang Qing saw his difference and asked Xiao Fengting what was going on.

Xiao Fengting wiped the barrel of the pistol on his hand, and gently hummed and laughed. He said a little indifferent: "let him touch a few guns. "

Tang Qing noticed that when they went out in the afternoon, they didn't bring a shotgun, but Xiao Fengting's revolver, which he rarely took out. At the moment, he wiped the same one on his hand. Tang took a breath and thought of Luo Yi's abnormal appearance, he couldn't help saying," don't take the child in a strange direction. "

For these people, pistols are things that have been touched since childhood, which is not worth mentioning. However, for children growing up in normal families like Luo Yi, the pistol is a rare thing. Which normal child would touch a pistol casually?!

She knew that Xiao Fengting couldn't take care of the children!

Xiao Fengting pinned the pistol back to his waist and looked at Tang Qing. He said, "why can't he touch it? When something happens later, he doesn't even know how to open the safety bolt of a pistol. Is that strange? "

"There won't be such a thing!" Tang Qing didn't like Xiao Fengting's dangerous assumption.

Xiao Fengting looked at her, "accidents will come at any time. Do you think you and Luonan can protect him forever? When he grew up around you, he didn't come into contact with normal people and things. If you let him grow up like ordinary people, that would hurt him. "

Tang Qing pursed his lips. "He's the younger brother of Nanchu. It's up to Nanchu to decide how he's going to grow up. It's not your business."

Xiao Fengting raised his head and looked at Luo Yi not far away. He was half squatting and talking to Guoguo. Their voices were very light and they didn't know what they were talking about.