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Chapter 93

Feng Shengzhe was quite happy to see a bunch of gifts. He automatically climbed into the pile of gifts, flipping around and touching them, and was happy and pulled Feng Yun and babbling.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on the two children, Xu Lang suddenly said, "Boss, then again, how did you and your sister-in-law meet?"

Although Junlin and Feng Shu were still smiling and had facial paralysis, the atmosphere was obviously stagnant.

Cheng Lie glanced at his teammate Zhu indifferently and said other things as if nothing had happened. Zhang Zhan cooperated tactfully, and neither of the parties involved spoke. Under their jokes, this incident was quickly revealed.

Feng Shu personally cooked the lunch, but the guests and guests enjoyed it. Xu Lang and others praised her cooking skills, and they all ate it so well.

Feng Shu didn't mean to get close to them, so after eating, he took his two children for a walk to digest food.

"Boss, do you still have to go to school? In fact, you can teach her what she wants to learn. It's better to take her nephew to travel with us directly. In this way, we can eat the dishes made by our sister-in-law every day, and the happiness index will definitely rise sharply."

Seeing that Junlin's face was faint and there was no intention to answer, Zhang Zhan slapped Xu Lang, "Just remember to eat and eat, let you be lazy every day when you work. We have no business recently and are so poor that we can't get rid of the blame. Do you have any brains?"

"You are so stupid! Will Master Wu just touch me like you? Even if we don't work for ten years, we won't be in vain. Don't hit me again, if you beat me up, will you support me if you are stupid?"

"I'm just a stupid guy, but if you beat him, you can't tell me that you can still use poison to fight poison."

"You are just poisonous, and you will squirt when you open your mouth."

Seeing that the two of them were about to use force as they were talking, Cheng Lie impatiently stretched out his mental tentacles and punched each of them, "Okay, is it over? Is it still so naive after so many years, and the couple is not as lively as you quarrel."

"Who is a couple with him?!"

"Who is a couple with him?!"

The two of them turned their heads and stared at Cheng Lie at the same time. The expressions on their faces were surprisingly consistent, and they were so disgusted that they wanted to vomit.

"Lie, please help me check Jimo's son Jiqing and see who his biological mother is."

Jun Lin suddenly broke the confrontation scene with one sentence. Cheng Lie nodded, without asking more questions, and started operating on the spot.

Although Zhang Zhan was a little curious, he was more worried, "Boss, what is Cha Ji's family doing? It's hard to mess with Jimo."

This time it was Xu Lang's turn to mock him for being brainless, "He is not easy to mess with, our boss is easy to mess with? It must be necessary to check it before it can be checked, and the head is growing to the heels."

The scene of Jiqing holding Feng Shu's neck and calling her mother intimately flashed through Junlin's mind. The little face looked more like Jimo, but there was also a bit of Feng Shu's shadow inside, especially their eyes were particularly similar!

Feng Shengzhe looked more like his father from beginning to end. Not only did he look like his father, but he was afraid of tickling, sweet, shy, not blushing, but his ears were red in a distorted way, and he loved to take a large-font pose when sleeping, etc., which also inherited the King's Landing.

Feng Shu naturally had an influence on his son. The mother and son often had some expressions of speaking and some actions of doing things. However, after Jun Lin also appeared in Feng Shengzhe's life, the degree of similarity between father and son was significantly worsened. Feng Shengzhe unconsciously imitated Jun Lin's words and deeds, which instead weakened his mother's influence on him.

If you have to find something that looks more like Feng Shu, yes, Feng Shengzhe's hair and skin are more like her.

Both mother and son prefer to play alone, study someone or something quietly, explore alone, and find answers to the questions. Even if they encounter setbacks, they are happy. If they succeed, they will be happy and repeat with great interest.

When they looked at people in a daze, the mother and son also had an indescribable sense of calmness, as if the person being looked at was the only one in their eyes, and as if nothing was insignificant. But these two opposite contradictory feelings were mixed so harmoniously, making people feel weird that they could not stop.

The same is true when asking for help. Without hesitation, he will hold the face and kiss it hard...

Junlin suddenly stood up, without saying a word, and flew onto the stairs.

"What's wrong with the boss? Is there no bathroom on the first floor?"

Xu Lang was confused, and Zhang Zhan rolled his eyes.

"Didn't you see that the boss's ears are red? You are so stupid that you can't see the eyes, you can't even see the colors? You're color-blind, you?"

"Why are you shy? What topics are we talking about inappropriate children?"

Although Xu Lang was still a little confused, he laughed as he said that.

"This is the first time I saw my boss being shy. As expected, it's different when I get married. How can I be shy when I'm single?

I don’t know if my sister-in-law has a sister. If only I introduced it to me, I will get married too! I will follow the boss’s pace toward a better marriage life, have children, the more you will be!”

Zhang Zhan was too lazy to deal with this guy, and he bit Yan Yaguo.

"I'm so embarrassed, I would like to advise you not to always talk to my sister-in-law. No matter how young she is, she is our sister-in-law. No matter how disgusting women, she has gotten married and had children.

Neither of them like to talk nonsense. If they really annoy them, sewing mouths is a small matter, peeling flesh, bones, cramps, etc. are a big matter. My sister-in-law seems to have a lot of research on the art form of torture and confession, and the boss is also very interested. If you are willing to contribute, we brothers don’t mind watching the fun."

Cheng Lie suddenly stopped the operation and slowly gave advice.

"Is it that exaggerated? Some people are just cold-hearted and warm-hearted. The sister-in-law looks at the same person as the boss, a woman who knows how to cook, or a woman who tastes the same as the mother. How bad can her heart be? No matter how hard she looks, she will not be a sister-in-law who is so cruel. Don't scare me."

Xu Lang didn't believe it, but Zhang Zhan was thinking about it and raised his attention to Feng Shu several levels.

Cheng Lie shrugged, saying that he said, believing it or not.

Feng Shu didn't know that the people who stayed were talking about her, and as usual she took her children to the place where Junting lived.

Feng Shengzhe can already shout the word "Grandmaster". Although he doesn't often call it, he will be very happy when he sees Junting. He struggles to get off the ground and climbs to the feet of his great-grandfather at a very fast speed. While drooling, he stands up with the marshal's legs, and babbling with joy.

"Oh, our little Shengzhe is here to play with his great grandfather? Want to eat red cakes? Kiss, if you kiss his great grandfather, I will give you a lot of it."
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