lcionline Chapter 180
Chapter 180
"Put it on before you go back."
Liao Mang opened his arms and carefully touched the back of the sofa.
Feng Xi refused: "No, this is how we sleep in the dormitory. I'm sleepy, carry me back."
When Liao Mang didn't move, Feng Xi twisted her hips and hinted at him relentlessly.
"Hmm, hurry up..."
Liao Mang was helpless. He clenched his fists and let Feng Xi sit in his arms to ensure that he would not touch her.
Liao Mang, who looked frail, carried someone upstairs effortlessly, and there was no sign of any change in his mood.
After putting Feng Xi on the bed and covering her with the quilt, Feng Xi yawned.
command.
"Come with me, I'm afraid of the dark."
Liao Mang thought for a few seconds, but ultimately did not dare to resist.
Feng Xi was raised by Liao Mang. Whenever Feng Xi had any good things, she would give them to Liao Mang first instead of Feng Yao. However, she was very willful and did whatever she wanted.
I remember when Feng Xi asked him to carry him on her back when he was a kid, but he refused. Feng Xi climbed up the rockery angrily and jumped down, breaking his leg.
At that time, Feng Xi's face was full of tears, her legs were covered in blood, and she still yelled at him stubbornly: "If you don't care about me, I will jump down."
He was heartbroken and stayed with her day and night, apologizing to her.
From then on, Liao Mang no longer dared to resist Feng Xi, and just kept her in his heart and pampered her.
Liao Mang lay carefully beside the bed, just like this when he was a child. Whenever Feng Xi wanted him to accompany her, he would lie carefully beside Feng Xi and listen to her fall asleep.
Liao Mang stretched out his arms, and Feng Xi curled up under his arms like when they were little.
He felt that Feng Xi's return was different this time, strange, and Liao Mang was afraid that something that shouldn't happen would happen.
Because when Feng Xi just came back, it was also in this rental house that he brought hot pot to Feng Xi and his classmates.
It was also on this big bed that Feng Xi forcefully kissed him.
"Ah Mang, I often see kisses on my phone. What does it feel like? Can you help me try it out..."
Today, Feng Xi let him hug her with her bare calves, and he could even see her panties.
Now, she curled up quietly again, sleeping beside him just like when she was a child.
Liao Mang was confused. He didn't know whether Feng Xi had changed or he had changed.
"Xixi, I have something to tell you."
"Um……"
Feng Xi didn't open his eyes and responded vaguely.
"When Xixi was little, she was very cute. All the brothers liked her. Xixi was the best to Mang. I remember one time when I rubbed my fingers while practicing with a spear. Xixi cried out of pain and helped me wrap a cute little bunny bed sticker around it and blew it up for a long time. At that time, I swore to protect sister Xixi for the rest of my life and be your brother forever."
"Hehe, but you didn't want to. That was because you were still young. When you saw other people having parents, you kept pestering me to be your father. You've been a crybaby since you were a child. I had no choice but to agree to be your father."
"Xixi has grown up now. She is a big girl. She can't stick to me like she did when she was little. Otherwise, people will laugh at her."
Liao Mang struggled to organize his words, and tried to explain it to Feng Xi as tactfully as possible.
"I'm 24 years old, two years older than Brother Yao. I'm six years older than Xixi, really a lot older. I look like Xixi's uncle, don't I?"
"Xixi is a little girl who was raised by Brother Mang, but Brother Mang is a man, so Xixi can't sleep with him like we did when we were little, without etiquette."
"Xixi is engaged to the Si family. If the Si family knew about this, they would neglect our little princess."
"When Xixi gets married, Brother Mang will definitely give you your favorite gift. Tell me what you like?"
At this point, Liao Mang found that his throat was a little choked and he couldn't continue. He turned his head to look at Feng Xi, hoping that she could understand his feelings. Unexpectedly, Feng Xi was already breathing evenly.
Liao Mang sighed softly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep without knowing when.
In the dark night, Feng Xi curled up in the quilt, pursed the corners of her mouth, and left invisible tears.
……
After sleeping too late, Ai Xiaoqi woke up and glanced at her phone, then called out to Feng Yao in panic, "Feng Yao, hurry up, it's ten o'clock, and breakfast time has passed."
Feng Yao just narrowed his eyes and pulled Ai Xiaoqi's arm: "Hold me and get up again."
Ai Xiaoqi refused mercilessly: "Get up quickly, maybe everyone is waiting."
Feng Yao stood up reluctantly.
Sure enough, three old men were sitting around the dining table, talking and laughing.
There were only five of us, but we had a table full of exquisite breakfast, with dozens of varieties and all kinds of flavors, like a feast in a royal palace.
It can be seen that it was specially prepared for Feng Yao and Ai Xiaoqi.
Feng Yao just sat there as if nothing had happened.
Ai Xiaoqi apologized politely: "Sorry for the long wait."
Aunt Feng and Grandma Feng exchanged a mysterious look and smiled happily.
"It's okay, it's okay, you young people, it's normal to get some extra sleep."
Ai Xiaoqi's pretty face turned red, and she felt embarrassed to hear this.
I didn't dare to answer.
Feng Yao picked up a piece of lobster pie and gave it to Ai Xiaoqi.
Question: "What are you talking about? You look so happy?"
Grandma Feng smiled and said, "Your grandfather, I heard that Xiaoqi can use a gun, and I want to ask Xiaoqi, how is your gun skill? I'm embarrassed to ask."
Ai Xiaoqi looked at Feng Anguo meekly.
“Grandpa, my shooting skills are pretty good. I can play with you when I have time.”
Feng Anguo's eyes immediately lit up. He had been a soldier all his life and he just loved guns and he also liked soldiers with accurate gun skills.
"Okay... Xiaoqi, after dinner let's go to the shooting range in the back and try it out."
"Okay, Grandpa."
Feng Yao looked at Ai Xiaoqi lovingly: "Grandpa is very difficult to deal with, don't force yourself to play with him."
When it comes to guns, Feng Anguo is like a child and takes it very seriously.
"How can it be difficult? Xiaoqi can use a gun. You know my shooting skills. Even you were taught by me. If Xiaoqi is willing, I can also teach her. I promise that in one month, I can train Xiaoqi to be a sharpshooter."
"Okay, Grandpa, Xiaoqi will definitely not let you down." Ai Xiaoqi coaxed this old grandfather who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
Feng Yao raised his eyelids, curled the corners of his lips, let out a mocking snort, and continued eating.
Feng Yao had never seen anyone with better shooting skills than Ai Xiaoqi. Old man Feng was going to be humiliated this time.
Feng Anguo was a little annoyed by Feng Yao's disdain, but he had to admit that this smile, which was not really a smile, was the first one Feng Yao had given him in eighteen years.
Thinking of this, Feng Anguo endured it.
Ai Xiaoqi stayed beside Feng Anguo, chatting as they walked.
Feng Yao pushed his aunt in a wheelchair, Grandma Feng, and stayed by her side.
Grandma Feng didn’t know how many years it had been since she felt so comfortable and at ease.
Feng Yao and his aunt had a good relationship. Taking advantage of Feng Yao's temper, she kindly advised him, "Ayao, you have to be lenient with your uncle regarding the Feng family's property. You can't argue with your second uncle. After all, they are all members of the Feng family. You have to give him a way out..."
Feng Yao didn't say much, just nodded lightly.
There is actually a shooting range in the corner of the golf course behind the hill.
Ai Xiaoqi didn't expect that the things here from Grandpa Feng are all genuine and are all world-class new products.
"Xiao Qi, there are ten of them on the opposite side, you try one first."
Ai Xiaoqi teased Grandpa Feng: "I can only see five, why did grandpa say there were ten?"
"Haha, Xiaoqi, stop messing around, hit him, hit him quickly."
Ai Xiaoqi agreed happily: "Okay, Grandpa."