Chapter 1325: Cool, drag, fan!

The little guy's mood has not been very good lately, and his words are a little bitter.

In fact, the little guy has always been so snoring. It's just so obvious today.

Ba Song glanced at the little guy in Ao Jiao and delivered the mobile phone in his hand.

"You think of the big caterpillar's phone!"

"really?"

Sure enough, the little guy's clear eyes lit up instantly, "Really a big caterpillar?"

"Big caterpillar, big caterpillar, is it you?" The little guy shouted impatiently into the phone.

"It's me. I'm back!" The voice on the other end of the phone was faint.

"Big caterpillar, why did you answer the phone? I have been worried about you for a long time! Have you been injured? My right father? How about them?" The little guy asked a series of questions.

"Let's meet again!"

However, Cong just responded to four words and hung up the phone.

It's so cool, drag, and fan!

"Ba Song, the big caterpillar said to meet and talk."

The little guy held the phone and hung up, looking up at Ba Song, who was much higher than him.

"Then go meet! A black Passat is waiting for you at the back door."

"Aren't you sending me over?" The little boy asked in confusion.

"That won't work! If your dad can't see me, he will miss me!"

Ba Songliang said humorously. Perhaps following Feng Xinglang for a long time, he subtly humorized some humorous temperament.

"That said, can't we let my dad know?"

"clever!"

Prasong praised loudly.

Thinking: If you say hello to Grandpa Mo and Grandma An, they will definitely ask endlessly, and it is also possible to have the driver Xiaohu follow him; but if you do n’t say hello to them, if mom and dad come back later , And will worry about his pro-son.

"Otherwise, I'll leave a note for my mum."

The little guy took a pen from the pen holder and tore off a blank piece of paper to start a message.

[Mum, my son goes out to do business, big ...]

"Ba Song, how do you write about it?" The little boy looked up and asked.

Ba Song frowned, "... you can use Pinyin instead!"

"Ba Song, hello low! Such a big person would never even write a rough one!" The little guy said disgustedly.

"Speed! If your dad rushes back, you won't be able to go out!" Ba Song glanced at the location on the phone.

"Don't rush! Finish it!"

The little boy clipped the finished note with a clip, and followed Ba Song out of his room.

He really wanted to know their father! I was worried for more than a month, so focused and sad.

With the help of Ba Song, the little guy came to the backyard door without obstacles and saw the black Passat that Ba Song said.

"This is your fourth worm!"

Ba Song shoved the little guy into Passatelli; the little guy saw him a swarthy man. His name was Yannava, and he was the fourth senior.

The elders are usually called by little ones.

Besides, both Boss caterpillars and their bosses are called brothers and sisters, so why call the caterpillar's uncle?

"Hi, my name is Feng Linnuo, please send me to see the caterpillar!"

The little guy is polite to strangers who meet for the first time. The enrollment education over the years has had some effect.

...

An hour later, Feng Xinglang returned home with Xue Luo.

"Tuantu, what about your brother Nono?"

These days, the little guy has a heavy heart; but he can't ask anything, and Snowfall can only be anxious.

"Uncle Momi, Brother Nono has locked himself upstairs again."

Feng Tuan Tuan came over and asked Xue Luo for a hug, "Brother Nono hasn't loved playing with Tuan Tuan recently."

Locked himself upstairs again?

Xue Luo was a little worried, and quickly sealed the arms of her husband to her husband's arms, and went upstairs to find his son Lin Nuo.

"Nono ... Nono ..."

There was no response in the children's room, and Xue Luo pushed open the door of the little guy's room, but found no son.

He only saw a note on his little desk, with a crooked line on it.

Xue Luo recognized that it was her son's handwriting. When she saw the content of the line, she panicked and rushed downstairs.

"Xinglang, Xinglang ... Not good, Nono runs away from home."

Feng Xinglang quickly dropped the small group that was sticking to him, and came forward to pick up the note in Xueluo's hand: [Mum, my son goes out to do business, please don't worry! ]

Can this not be worried? Feng Xinglang and Xue Luo immediately became anxious.

"Old Mo, when did Nono leave home?"

"After Ran Ran and Xiao Hu received the two children, Nono went upstairs, and never saw him go down ..."

Judging from the handwriting on the sticky note, the little guy should not have been coerced; that is, the little guy should have left the house himself.

Where did the little guy go?

Feng Xinglang's first reaction was Repulse Bay!

Because recently, the little guy would ask him some inexplicable words from time to time; most of them are about Hetun!

Shouldn't something happen to Hetun, the little guy went to visit Hetun, or to Hetun ...

Feng Xinglang's heart twitched a little: Although he didn't want to see Hetun, he couldn't change the fact that Hetun was his biological father.

"Snow falls, Nono will be fine. You are waiting for my news at home. I'll go to Repulse Bay."

"Repulse Bay? Isn't Nono's righteous father coming back?" Xue Luo asked tightly.

"It should be. I'll see if I look."

After Feng Xinglang told the Mo steward about something, he set off for Repulse Bay, and didn't even take a bite for dinner.

"Xing Lang, you have a better attitude. Don't talk to Nuo Nuo Father again!"

Hearing her husband said that his son had gone to Repulse Bay, Xue Luo could not help but breathe a sigh of relief: Thinking about Xing Ba, they often played this kind of "Second Slap" play, so they didn't go out looking restlessly, but remained Feng Family is waiting for the return of her husband and son.

But the townhouse in Repulse Bay was empty. Feng Xinglang did not find, or found half a living creature.

Shouted and shouted, and the door smashed, but no one answered.

Anbao said that they have been away from Hetun for more than a month; and no children have been here.

Nono is not here? Where would that go?

Judging from his son's modified handwriting, the small things should not be coerced by others, but should be left voluntarily.

Even if someone took him away, it should be an acquaintance!

Feng Xinglang took out his cell phone, and without much hesitation, dialed that number ...