Chapter 429: Faint at the window again? Will be silly!

Xue Luo didn't know if he guessed right, but Hetun has changed a lot since then.

Especially after she was brought back from Shencheng to Pateburg, she had never been treated cruelly. When talking to her, she seemed to be more gentle, with an inexplicable retrospective.

"Mr. Hetun, do you want to read the poem to me?"

Xue Luo asked awkwardly. After all, it is a love poem. Let her talk to Hetun, which seemed a little inappropriate.

"You are not qualified to tell me!"

Hetun coldly came on such a sentence.

"..." Xue Luo was stunned by Hetun's pride.

I didn't say it, but I thought to myself: If you want me to tell you, I'm not happy to say it! Why are you so proud? She said she was ineligible!

Suddenly remembered what, Xue Luo couldn't help but looked at the end of Hetun's left eye again: there really was a deep scar there. It looks like wrinkles!

Xue Luo remembered that the poem was written in the sketch portrait painted by Feng Xinglang's mother. And that sketch was only half drawn. One of them is very clear and eye-catching. It is a man's left eye and the deep scar on the end of that eye.

Before the snow fell, I thought it was a failure. Now it seems that perhaps Feng Xinglang's mother wanted to highlight that characteristic.

Could it be said that the mother Feng Fenglang painted was-Hetun?

Xue Luo was horrified again by the associative thoughts she radiated, and she couldn't help looking at the side of Chao Hetun.

"Do you seem to know me?"

He Tun turned his head and gave Lin Xue a slight glance, adding: "Before I go to Shencheng?"

Xue Luo felt that he could not say anything clearly to Hetun, so he chose silence.

Moreover, the painting paper is still locked in the desk in the Shencheng dormitory building. Even if he said he was like the man in the painting, Hetun would not believe it.

Furthermore, if she was allowed to choose between Pete Castle and Shen Cheng, Xue Luo would not hesitate to choose Pete Castle.

Because Shen Cheng had too many memories that made her die. Some were imposed on her by Hetun, and more from the man named Feng Xinglang!

I don't know how the man is now! Maybe Lan Youyou is waiting for him before the saddle!

Lin Xueluo, aren't you cheap? You're all in a foreign country, why do you still remember that man!

People are really not as good as the sky. Xueluo thought about taking the 10,000 US dollars from Lan Youyou to raise a baby in that small town in Jiangnan; in the end, he did not expect that he even saved the 10,000 US dollars and was brought back to Pete Fort directly by Hetun. .

And one year is five years!

******

Facing the beautiful scenery year after year outside the window, Xue Luo sighed again.

"Mummy, why are you dazing at the window again? It would be silly!"

This talking cavity really looks like the man.

A group of strong little figures rushed towards Xueluo directly; Xueluo immediately turned around and opened his arms and embraced the flirtatious little cute, for fear he would bump into it.

Snow fell half-squat on the ground, the pets helped the little things in front of the eyes to clean the wet hairline in front of the forehead.

In his eyes, he looked at the little boy's little face like that man in a gentle and infinite way: clear eyes, black and white eyes were smart and naughty, and never fell a dust.

"Going crazy with your twelve brothers again?"

"Twelve brothers taught me today to shoot a live target with a crossbow! It was fun!"

The little guy smiled innocently, as bright as the morning sun; especially when he laughed, he looked like the man named Feng Xinglang: the corners of his mouth were rising arrogantly, and the tall nose bridged his eyes with special charm!

"Live target? What live target? What animal did your twelve brothers catch for you?"

Snow fell really startled. She is very opposed to Hetun asking Xing Shiliang to teach a five-year-old P child to kill and kill every day.

However, the implementation of snow is beyond the will of Hetun. If the son Lin Nuo does not practice well, Hetun will separate them from mother and son, so that Lin Nuo cannot see Mummy Lin Xueluo.

Therefore, since then, the children of Lin Nuo have been practicing hard and hard every day.

Even if he was just a five-year-old baby girl.

"It's all pests, you kiss your son to kill the people!"

The little guy knows that Mummy doesn't like to hear him say something about beating and killing, so the little thing also learns to tell the good news and not worry.

"Nuo Nuo, we are all civilized people. We must be loving, learn to care for small animals, and those flowers and plants! Do you know?"

Xue Luo tirelessly educated his son Lin Nuo to have a kind and loving heart.

"Know Mommy! Nono is the most caring and will help the bunny bandages every day."

Lin Nuo responded nicely and sensibly to Mommy Lin Xueluo's teachings.

"That's good! Nono wants to be a caring good boy."

Lin Xueluo tenderly kissed and kissed on his son's red face.

"Beep!"

Two long car whistle sounds immediately caught all the attention of Lin Nuo's children.

"It's the right father! The right father is back!"

The little one spread his calves, almost like a leopard, hurriedly rushed downstairs.

"Nono, slow down ... slow down ... pay attention to safety."

Xue Luo's concern followed closely.

Xue Luo often lamented that she suffered so much and suffered so many sins five years ago. When she gave birth to a healthy son Lin Nuo, she felt that all the suffering she had suffered was worth it.

Suddenly, Xue Luo felt something wrong with his son Lin Nuo.

The little guy just said: He will help the bunny bandages every day?

Where does this bunny that gets injured every day come from?

******

"Fifteen ... fifteen ..."

The loud voice of He Tun echoed in Pete Fort.

After five years, Hetun seems to be what he was five years ago, and years have not left too many marks on his resolute face.

If you have to say change, it is that his smile has grown.

Especially when Lin Nuoza opened a pair of short legs and flew towards him, he opened his arms and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Father, I'm here! Catch it!"

The little guy rushed over directly and jumped on Hetun.

Hetun hugged the small things firmly in his arms, but made three consecutive upward throws, making the small things laugh.

Hetun threw small things for four years, and Lin Xueluo was frightened for four years.

This thick handmade carpet was made by Xue Luo to make excuses for the servants to put on. Not because she didn't like the marble floor, but because she was afraid that Hetun would not be able to catch one by one and would smash small things directly from the air.

But without exception, Hetun will steadily catch the little guy who was thrown high every time.