Chapter 1492: No need to be embarrassed

"Your dad's hand was swollen by your mum? What do you mean?" Yan Bang asked in a hurry.

"My dad is messing around ..."

Before the little guy finished talking, the phone was taken away by his father Feng Xinglang.

"Abang, it's fine! I play that kind of game with my wife!"

There is a little guy on the side, Feng Xinglang is not convenient to say too much, but Yan Bang should understand.

"Are my husband and wife, what other SxM are you playing! How is your hand hurt?" Yan Bang asked.

"It's all right, skin trauma!" Feng Xinglang perfunctoryly.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang Chao small thing lowered his voice lowly: "Xiao Nuo Zizi, why do you say anything to outsiders? It's a shame to your dad!"

"Is it embarrassing to be beaten by a mommy?" The little boy frowned. "Dear son, he often hits Mommy!"

"Can I be like you? You are her son, I am her husband!"

This said, even Xiao Hu who knew he was driving.

Well, almost everyone in the world knows that he was beaten by his wife!

"Yes, dear, why didn't you run away when Mommy hit you?"

"Your mommy is unreasonable. What can I do!"

"Daddy, Mummy's willow slivers are still hidden! It is said that after you run out, leave them to your own son!"

The little guy is very prepared, "Dad, you say that your skin is so thick, and you are bleeding from your mommy; the skin of that son is so tender, it will definitely be fleshy! Daddy, you must think of a way Dispose of that willow sliver! "

Wei Dun, the little guy added another sentence, "It is best to cut that willow tree in the courtyard too! Save Mommy's inexhaustible and inexhaustible!"

"Rest assured, your mommy is willing to hit me with a willow bar, but not necessarily willing to hit you with a willow bar! You were born to her!"

"Natural ones don't work! Mommy fires and never makes sense!"

"Well ..." the little man sighed. "This woman, Lin Xueluo, has been spoiled by you!"

The son's sighing sigh was amused by Feng Xinglang. Pick up the little thing and sit on your own strong leg, flirting with a kiss.

"Even you think your dad spoiled your mum ..."

Feng Xinglang followed his son's will and sighed, "But your mummy is still in the blessing!"

Not long after the father and son entered the office, Yan Bang rushed in.

"Lang, how's your hand? Let me see!"

Listen to the little guy's tone: his dad Feng Xinglang's hands were swollen to the point that he couldn't take the phone; Yan Bang must be restless.

"You are sick!"

Feng Xinglang instinctively clenched the palm of his right hand, "Our husband and wife play a game, what kind of energy are you mixing up with!"

"Daddy, don't be so embarrassed! Da Bangbang is not an outsider!"

The little guy broke the stage and said, "You're just pumped by mommy with willow strips!"

"..." Feng Xinglang's palm was not only painful, but also quite itchy and irritating.

"It's nothing to you!" Feng Xinglang stared at nosy Yan Bang, "Go away!"

If you forcefully open Feng Xinglang's palm, it will inevitably lead to a second injury to his palm; Yan Bang will turn his head to look at Lin Nuo, who is sitting on the side of the sofa with his short legs.

"Boy, Noah, what's going on? What is your mommy about to hit the palm of your dear?"

"Because my dad touched the pretty woman's belly!"

The little guy didn't think there was anything to be ashamed of, and ignored his dad's appalling gaze and bluntly spoke with Da Bangbang.

"Which woman's belly?" Yan Bang asked.

"I don't know! But my dad has the courage to admit his mistake! My mommy just hit him Sanliu Shutiao! Now my mom and I have forgiven my dad!"

The little guy told Yan Bang all his ugliness like telling a story.

"Lang, who are you touching?" Yan Bang came over and asked Xiang Xinglang.

"It's your business!"

Feng Xinglang yelled at Yan Bang, and when he reached for the tea cup on the table, he groaned in pain.

Yan Bang took the opportunity to pinch Feng Xinglang's right palm, and saw the three scars of blood stasis.

"When did Lin Xueluo become so violent? Seeing her usually quiet!"

Seeing that Feng Xinglang was beaten, Yan Bang was angry from his heart.

"Yan Bang! Pay attention to your identity! What qualifications do you have to say my woman ?!"

Feng Xinglang whispered and stopped Yan Bang from complaining and reprimanding his wife Lin Xueluo.

Yan Bang then said, "I'll let my personal doctor, Boris, treat the wound for you."

"No! Fight is a kiss, scold is love! Such a couple fun, you will not understand!"

Feng Xinglang admired Yan Bang for a cold eye and began the day's office process.

Yan Bang stopped what she wanted to say and turned towards the door.

As soon as Yan Bang left, Feng Xinglang dropped his pen and stared at his son Feng Lin Nuo on the sand.

"Small thing, do you really tear down your dad's stage! Losing your dad's face is equivalent to losing your own face! Understand?"

"Know your dad ... Da Bang Bang is not an outsider! You don't need to be embarrassed!"

"..."

Yan Bang did not leave, but walked towards the secretary department next door.

"Yan ... Mr. Yan." Wendy stood up, frightened.

You know, to a certain extent, Yan Bang is more horrible than President Feng, and cannot tolerate offense.

"Where is Nina?" Yan Bang asked coldly.

"Sister Nina and Wudi are in the office inside."

Yan Bang walked directly to the office in the middle.

Coaxing Xiao Wuxi's Nina in the middle office, she heard Yan Bang's voice long ago; thinking that Yan Bang was specifically looking at his son Yan Wuzhen, and was quite excited. Quickly pick up the little guy and arrange his clothes.

The little ones are already toddlers. Able to walk along the wall to the office of the president of Feng Xinglang. Walk and climb.

"Abang, are you here? Wuyi ... call your father soon!"

Yan Wudi would already call his father, but he would only yell at Feng Xinglang. By the way, Leng Buding's father, Yan Bang, was better than meeting a stranger.

"Nina, whose stomach is Feng Xinglang touching? Is it yours? Or is it another secretary?"

Yan Bang just glanced over the little guy who was hiding from him with his cat, and questioned Nina holding her child in a cold voice.

"What? Feng Xinglang touched someone's belly?" Hearing, Nina didn't know.

"Feng Xinglang touched the belly of another woman and was hit by Lin Xueluo! The palm of his right hand is still swollen."

"This ... I don't know it!" Nina responded.

"Check it out for me! Now! Give you an hour!"