Chapter 1788: Wait gentle 64

Half an hour later, the father and son reached a consensus: they climbed up to the bed on the third-floor bedroom, and the father and son slept head to head.

In life, Feng Xinglang is a thick-lined man.

However, he still subconsciously grabbed the quilt at hand and sniffed the smell: after confirming that there was no moldy smell, he covered himself and his younger son with worms.

A man with thick lines of life will never think about it: after more than a year of quilt, no mildew or filth has occurred ... How good is the ventilation and ventilation function of this villa!

Of course, it is not ruled out by a certain loyal subordinate of Cong Gang, for example, Wei Kangzhi comes here to deal with health issues at regular intervals.

It seems that there are always such eyes, as deep as the millennium deep pond, and if they are away, they are watching the dormant father and son in the doze.

Or as Feng Xinglang said: Cong Gang's ghost has been wandering in this villa and will not disperse!

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already two hours later.

When conditioned to tighten his arms, he found that his arms were empty: the little thing was gone!

"Bug ... Bug ... Where are you? Answer my dear soon!"

The little guy's patience and patience were obviously not as good as his grown-up dad. Only about an hour later, the hungry little kid got up and looked at his dad who was sleeping soundly. He pulled himself out from his father's arms.

The little boy, barefoot, stepped on the chilled marble floor, and seemed to be attracted by something, and kept going straight.

A shadow, lifting the gray-toned curtains; something floated by.

The little boy immediately ran over and opened the curtain that was just shaking, but found that there was nothing behind the curtain.

The little guy looked around for a few moments, and seemed to be catching the direction in which the shadow ran away. After a few seconds of silence, the little thing chased in one direction.

The empty villa is still quite huge for a toddler only ten months old. It looks like a maze. In addition, the style and layout are simple and similar, and first-time visitors are likely to be trapped inside.

Play hide and seek again?

The little boy walked with interest throughout the second floor. He couldn't see the shadow, but he could always feel it.

Most of the time, the judgment is wrong, but occasionally, it can accurately determine the direction of the shadow.

But the little guy has never been able to catch that shadow!

It seems that the little guy likes it and enjoys the process of arrest.

The little boy stopped in front of a closed door.

He seemed to remember that the door should be locked. Because every time he couldn't push it away.

The little boy sniffed the little nose of Ying Ying who looked like his dad: a scent of food floated out.

The child Feng Fengzhe stretched out his two small arms and pushed the door hard: It was amazingly pushed away!

The environment and layout in the room are quite simple: the lockers on the same roof present an L-shaped layout around the wall; each locker is more like a small lock box. To store some valuables.

For those safes that might store a lot of valuables, the wormer seemed uninterested; he was attracted by all the food on the little table.

Healthier vegetable couscous. The little guy can grab it directly, and one bite is convenient for the little guy to stuff it into his own mouth. Even the temperature is just right.

In addition to vegetables, there are small pieces of beef and shrimp. Nutrition and healthy toddler food.

Next to the vegetable couscous, half a cup of moisturized milk was placed. The little guy drank a sip of milk for every two vegetable couscous.

"Bug bugs ... bug bugs ... stink boy, where did you go?"

bad! It's crazy father! Come and catch him again to practice calling dad? !!

"Zug ... limit your kid to come out within ten counts! Otherwise ... Daddy may need family law to serve!"

Daddy Feng Xinglang's voice was getting closer and closer, he could already hear his footsteps.

"Shh!" A subtle warning came suddenly from a dark corner.

The little boy looked around alertly, but still did not find the shadow that would speak.

"Zhongzhe ... Daddy saw you!" Feng Xinglang paused in front of this door.

‘咚咚’ tapped the door twice, then reached out to push it again, and found that the door was still tightly locked. Feng Xinglang lifted his legs and stomped his legs again.

In memory, the door was always locked. I don't know what baby Cong just hid inside. There are not many locked doors. There are three doors in the whole villa. This is one of them.

Even Cong Gang's most precious flowers and plants have not been locked ... What kind of treasure is hidden in these three locked doors!

The little boy grabbed the last two vegetable couscous left on the plate and immediately trot into the corner to hide.

There are about seven or eight vegetable couscous on a plate.

After eating the vegetable couscous, the little guy quietly looked at the door knocked by his dad. I thought my dad would rush in to catch him, but didn't think that my dad didn't open the door.

Two or three minutes later, the call of Feng Xinglang's father and father was getting farther and farther, and it should be going upstairs.

"Click", the door opened a small gap by itself.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the little boy ran towards the door he opened. The moment he went out, the little guy looked back: he seemed to be judging whether the shadow had left the room.

The call of the father and father Xinglang was completely ignored by the little guy; his goal was to find the shadow that floated around!

It must be a very interesting thing!

In addition to his anxiety, Feng Xinglang was still a little bit angry: I did not expect that he could not be entertained and let the little son open a golden mouth to call his father, but he lost the small things in this villa.

Enraging at others is Feng Xinglang's strong point.

Even the dead Cong Gang was not spared!

"Cong Gang, you ghost made such a broken house to hide my son. Be careful, I burn your ghost house with a fire!"

If Feng Xinglang is really anxious, he can really do the terrible incident of burning the house.

"Beep" was a crisp sound, coming from the second floor.

It seems like something fell lightly on the marble floor.

Feng Xinglang rushed down to the second floor immediately, rushing for the voice. In the corner passageway on the second floor, Feng Xinglang successfully caught the children who wanted to escape.

"Shit boy, got caught by your dad this time!"

Feng Xinglang angrily removed the small things off the ground.

It's all because of that **** voice that just brought this crazy guy in front of him to find himself!

In fact, the children of Feng Zong Chong are also stingy at this moment!

Because he didn't step on it or hit anything, how could he make a sound?