Chapter 2506: Hetun

In the guest room, Feng fifteen cautiously took off his upper body clothes for his father, Feng Xinglang.

The scars on the chest have been healed, but there are still scars.

It seems that the wounds on the scalp healed relatively slowly, and it seemed a bit daunting.

"Late, if you are afraid, go out first."

A glance at Feng Linwan who had been staring at his movements, Feng Fifteen kindly reminded.

In his view, Feng Linwan was still a little girl, and she was also the pearl of her father-in-law's palm. These **** pictures still made her look better.

"Don't be scared late at night! Stay with Daddy late at night!"

How can Feng Linwan be reluctant to stay with his favorite little brother so close!

But these filial words almost softened Feng Xinglang's heart.

"It's Daddy's good daughter! Daddy didn't hurt you in vain!"

Feng Xinglang crossed his arms and wanted to hug his daughter, but later he evaded.

"Daddy, the fifteenth elder brother is helping you treat your wounds ... don't mess around!"

Feng Linwan grabbed the hands of his father Feng Xinglang and twisted back to prevent him from moving. So that the fifteenth is more convenient for debridement.

Feng fifteen first did some cleaning and disinfection for Feng Xinglang, and then took out a bottle of spray on each wound. It was very cool and refreshing, which can help muscles relax.

Then, Feng Fifteen took out a box of ointment from his body and gently rubbed it on the wound with his fingertips.

"Brother Fifteen, is your pocket Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket? How can you hide so many things?" As long as he could talk to Feng Fifteen, Feng Linwan was particularly happy.

Feng fifteen smiled faintly, and did not reply to Feng Linwan who tweeted; he just applied Feng Xinglang with ointment.

"Your fifteen elder brother is amazing ... This time in Turkey, but your fifteen elder brother saved Daddy!"

Distressed by his dry daughter, Feng Xinglang took the words and responded. He knew that Feng 15th was not a talkative child, and he belonged to the honest man who worked hard.

Well, let him be honest! As of this moment, Feng Xinglang still thinks so!

It wasn't until he discovered that Feng Fifteen "seduce" his 13-year-old daughter ...

"Really? The fifteenth brother is so powerful! Like Daddy, I like you very much!"

The star eyes of Feng Linwan's worship have always been on the face of the fifteenth-year-old Jun Feng. The more handsome you look, the more handsome you are!

"Fifteen, have you heard ... Our family likes you!"

Feng Xinglang touched his big hand, lovingly squatting on the head of his fifteenth front, and flicked it.

"Brother Fifteen, you will come to our house often in the future ... I will let my mum make you delicious food!"

Feng Linwan once again lit up the starry eyes of ignorance, "By the fifteenth brother, what do you like to eat?"

First come the contact information, and then ask your hobbies ... the girl's careful thinking!

"Your girl ... I'm not afraid to be tired of your mummy! The chefs of Yulongcheng are much better than your mum's cooking skills!"

After the pause, Feng Xinglang added a sentence with a desire to survive, "But I only love to eat the food your mommy cooks!"

"However, the chefs of Yulong City are so good ... they don't feel at home!"

Feng Linwan muttered his mouth and said with a little dissatisfaction, "Daddy, don't you want to talk anymore ... ask your fifteen brother at night!"

"Why, it's not enough that you have two brothers who are in pain?"

Feng Xinglang did not want to distort his daughter's enthusiasm. Because in his view, the daughter is only a baby.

"The eleventh brother is different ..." Feng Linwan pouted again.

When the ointment was applied to the chin, Feng Xinglang sniffed deeply: it was a familiar Chinese herbal scent.

"Fifteen, are you familiar with Cong Gang ...?"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and asked. He has been smelling what the guy has made for many years. Although the smell of Chinese herbal medicine is getting lighter and lighter, he can still smell it.

In fact, when Feng Xinglang sniffed, Feng Fifteen felt that he was careless: he should first anoint this herb to the bug, and then let the bug bring it to himself, then his righteous father Feng Xinglang would not Doubt it!

With the wisdom and cunning of his righteous father Feng Xinglang, it would be impossible to associate himself with the master Conggang.

"Oh, when I got off the plane the day before, Cong Gang ... that is, Mr. Song Tai gave me a herbal ointment, so that when I had the opportunity to see you, I wiped away the bruises and scars!"

Feng fifteen found a reason to be reliable. I can't confess that I have reported to Master Conggang before I came.

"Well ... Cong Gang that guy knew he was lazy!" Feng Xinglang said quietly with a hum.

In fact, the fickle relationship between Feng Fifteen and Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang was too lazy to take them apart.

However, Feng Xinglang can be sure: whether Feng 15 is Cong Gang's hand or Hetun's hand, it will not be harmful to him.

"Fifteen, you are already an adult, you must have your own thoughts, and don't have to be manipulated by others!"

Feng Xinglang patted Feng fifteen on the shoulder, meaningfully said: "You only need to know: you are my righteous son of Feng Xinglang!"

Feng Fifteen knowingly smiled, "Knowing your uncle!"

Although Feng Xinglang is very optimistic about Feng fifteenth, but to cultivate Feng fifteenth to compete with Cong Gang ... I am afraid he is still a little bit younger! Cong Gang's guy is not easy to mess with.

"Fifteen brother, are you tired? Going to pour water for you later!" Feng Linwan asked diligently.

"I am neither tired nor thirsty."

Feng Fifteen looked at Lin Wan, "By the end of the night, can you help the fifteen brother?"

"Fifteen Brother, please tell me quickly." Feng Linwan's big watery eyes widened.

"Help supervise your daddy: don't let his wound get water! Don't eat contaminated food like seafood! It's best not to drink alcohol!"

It would be perfect to confess this work to Feng Linwan. And the righteous father will not resist.

Feng Linwan nodded again and again, "rest assured that my eleventh brother, the complete task of ensuring quality and quantity in the evening and evening! But you have to come to my house often ..."

Just when Feng Xinglang was about to hear something, the loud voice of Hetun came from the bedroom door.

"Aron ... Aron ... Where are you?"

Why is this old guy coming?

Feng Xinglang originally thought that Hetun, who would be able to survive a broken arm in a few years, would not need to avenge himself by himself ... but he never expected that Hetun's standby capability is super!

Almost made him a son in Turkey! !

Under the careful care of Xing XII, this old guy is afraid that he will really live a hundred years old! !

"Aron, I heard you were injured? Is it badly hurt? Let Dad see ... What's wrong with your scalp? So many stitches have been sewn? Has your head hurt?"

Hetun, where the wind and the fire broke in, looked so old and strong. I do n’t think it ’s been more than ten or twenty years, I ’m afraid I ca n’t survive him!