Chapter 433: Thinking about that man for five years, can he not grow old?

The outline of the snow falling on the drawing paper is the back of the man.

Xue Luo clearly remembered that it was one morning and the next day she married into Fengjia. She woke up from An An's room, and wanted to apologize for the ‘Feng Lixin’ that she had left alone on her wedding night. Then she saw Feng Xinglang, who was eating alone, at the large dining table ...

She will never forget the words of sarcasm and scorn from men. It was said that she was too unrestrained, and he stared at him in the morning.

A bitter smile arose from the corners of Xue Luo's lips: What an arrogant and proud man!

It seems that the women in the world will fall in love with him. It's dragged to a total of 2.5 million!

At that time, the snow fell could not stand Feng Xinglang, but later, it couldn't stand it! And fell in love with him as he wished!

Hmm ... I'm so stupid! Knowing that this man had set himself up early in the morning, he also shamelessly caught his trap, and fell in love with the man who had never looked at her directly.

The memories are sour and astringent, and when I taste them carefully, I bring a little sweetness.

What does it have to do with him if he falls in love with him! Love is love, and Xue Luo recognizes his heart and his feelings.

I have tasted the strangest and most wonderful taste of this world, even if I die later, it is not a pity!

At least, she Lin Xueluo once loved a man fiercely!

This life worthwhile!

If only living memories, Xue Luo felt that this day is really difficult.

But fortunately: I have a son Lin Nuo accompanying me. I will not feel lonely.

When he heard his son Lin Nuo's first loud cry, Xue Luo felt that the grievances and suffering he had suffered in that half of the year were worth it!

There is one more thing that deeply troubles Snowfall.

The son Lin Nuo is still young now, so foolish; when he grows up, how can he explain to him: why their mother and son can only stay in Peteburg every day, where can't they go?

The little guy can be brought out of Pete Fort by his twelve elder brothers and Hetun, and he can make a circle around Pete Fort; and Xue Luo has not been able to step out of Pete in one step for nearly five years Turburg.

Even when the original son Lin Nuo was born, a full-time doctor came to serve him.

Xueluo knew: Without Hetun's permission, he wouldn't be able to get out of this Fort Pete. Like a princess trapped in a castle, she can only look up at the sky and look down at the ground.

princess? Snow fell silent, and subconsciously touched his face: almost five years ago, how could his appearance not be aging? The princess can't be called, and Huanglian Po is almost the same!

In fact, it is not the face that is aging. The patience of these years has made Xie Luo look extraordinarily beautiful. Miao Man's posture is more attractive or attractive, still so slim, beautiful and gentle.

I thought about that man for almost five years. Can he not age?

Xue Luo was another helpless sigh.

She set a deadline for herself: for five years, forget the man!

It is enough for her to have son Lin Nuo! Others are just optional accessories.

When Xue Luo fell into a vortex of emotions and could not extricate himself, a small figure rushed into the study of the attic, and then locked the door of the study, then picked up the small P-shares, and lay on the ground from the bottom of the bookcase. A plastic bag was ripped out of the compartment.

Later, the little guy quickly took a drawing pencil from the pen holder, lay on the floor like this, rolled out a folded drawing paper from the plastic bag, and then drew it carefully.

I saw this drawing paper once or twice, just a month ago. Thought it was just a random graffiti of the son.

"Nono, what are you painting?"

Xueluo couldn't help but cling to the past, and carefully looked at what his son was painting. It seems that it took a month, it looks like a relatively large project.

"Mummy, you don't understand."

The little guy just hesitated and started to paint again.

The snow fell more and more dignified, because she could see that his son Lin Nuo painted the entire map of Peteburg.

"Nono, you're drawing ... the map?"

Snow fell in shock. She couldn't believe it, a five-year-old child could paint the entire map around Peteburg almost completely.

"Shh! Keep quiet, Mommy, don't let my elder father hear!"

The little boy made a hissing gesture at Mummy Xue Luo, and then drew again.

"Nono, what do you do to draw a map of Petterburg?"

Xue Luo asked in doubt. Vaguely, she seemed to be able to understand why her son was drawing this map of Petterburg.

"After Christmas Eve, we can implement the escape plan! With half a month left, we can be more fully prepared!"

The little guy no longer concealed with Mommy Xueluo. That talking looked like a little Conan.

"Escape ... Escape Plan?"

Xue Luo's worry just became a reality, and she deliberately pretended to ask:

"Nono, we live well in Fort Pete, why should we escape?"

The little guy looked up and looked at Mommy Xueluo's face very seriously.

"Mummy, do you really want to live in Fort Pete?" The little guy asked.

Snow fell for a moment, but after thinking for a few seconds, he nodded.

"Yes! I'm willing to live in Fort Pete! This is our home!"

"Mummy, you lie! If you really want to live in Peteburg, why are you still dazed at the window?"

After waiting for Xue Luo to refute anything, the little guy went on to say: "I am your closest dear son. If you lie to your closest dear son, your nose will grow like Pinocchio. . "

Xue Luo's heart hurt hard.

"Nono, you are still young ... there are many things that are not what you think! Actually, Mummy is just at the window ... watching the scenery!"

Xue Luo really did not expect that some of her inadvertently showing her desire for freedom, her waiting for that man, her longing for and hope for outside life would all fall into the eyes of her five-year-old son Lin Nuo.

"Mummy, I'm not young anymore! I'm five years old! I can protect Mummy!"

The little guy's eyes flashed a firm light.

"Nuo Nuo ... Mommy's good child ... Mommy loves you! Mommy just wants you to grow up happily and healthily ... everything else doesn't matter! Mommy only wants you, just want to follow you Together! "

Xue Luo hugged her son Lin Nuo tightly in her arms, and choked up in tears.

"Fifteen ... fifteen ..."

Outside the door of the study, a powerful call came from Hetun.

As long as he's in Peteburg, he can't wait to see Lin Nuo's children spinning around him 24 hours a day.

"It's the right father!"

The little boy immediately folded the map, then stuffed it into the plastic bag again, and skillfully stuck the plastic bag in the dark compartment at the bottom of the bookcase.