Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 328 003: Big Brother and Little Flower (Nurture)
In fact, those mercenaries were just passing by.

They were not sent by someone to kill Feng Dongshi, nor were they ready to kill Feng Dongshi when they noticed someone in the wooden house.

The distance between the two places is still far, even if the little girl cried out loudly, they might not be able to hear them.

They just happened to be passing by.

The night was dark, and they didn't see the sign with a skull painted on the side of the road. The car drove by and was blown to pieces in an instant.

They mistakenly thought they were in an ambush, so they started shooting wildly.

But when this scene fell into Feng Dongshi's eyes, another meaning changed.

The opponent is in the open, he is in the dark, so there is no pressure to kill, it is almost a one-sided massacre.

After the last person fell to the ground, Feng Dongshi appeared in the night, and returned to the wooden house through billowing gunpowder smoke and lying corpses.

Before he walked in, he heard the cry of the baby, and his steps quickened.

Somehow, the little guy fell off his self-made doll, was out of breath from crying, and his little face was flushed.

I don't know how long she was awake, her voice was hoarse from crying.

Strangely, when she saw Feng Dong, her crying gradually became smaller.

When he hugged her into his arms, the tears stopped instantly.

"It's useless! Why are you crying!" He said disgusting and annoying words, but his movements were very gentle.

The little girl leaned against his arms, still humming softly.

This is a signal.

Feng Dongshi knew it well, and reached out to touch her diaper, it was really warm to the touch.

Skillfully changed her into a new diaper, he then held her with one hand and made milk for her with the other, solving all her physical needs now.

When the people from the Feng family came to pick him up to leave, they saw such a strange scene.

"Master..."

"Hush!" Feng Dongshi glared at the other party.

The latter quickly fell silent.

Carefully looking at the child in his arms, seeing that she was still sleeping soundly, the maid said in a low voice, "Master Jiu asked us to pick you up, and we don't need to do the next task for now."

"Why?" These two tasks were originally connected, and they happened to be in this place.

"This group of mercenaries has some background. If you kill them, the employer behind them will definitely not stop there."

Feng Dongshi didn't say a word.

He just thought of this result, which is why they usually don't kill people who are not planned.

He is not afraid of the other party's revenge, but just finds it troublesome.

And the other party chose to retaliate not to give those mercenaries an explanation, but to suspect that he was deliberately against them, so he had to pay back one or two.

Feng Xun probably wanted to solve the trouble he caused, so he temporarily suspended the second operation.

Holding the little girl's hand tightly, Feng Dongshi did not refuse.

On the plane back to Feng's house, he lay on his back on the seat, and put the little girl on him as usual, and the two fell asleep in such a weird and harmonious way.

The maid Shia looked on in surprise, her heart full of doubts.

When following Master Jiu's order and keeping the child with the young master that day, she thought that she would not survive that night.

did not expect……

The young master cared so much about her!
After staring at the two of them for a while, Shi Ya saw that they seemed to be fast asleep, and wanted to reach out and take the little girl away.

But before his hand touched the little girl's clothes, Feng Dongshi, who was suddenly awakened, grabbed his wrist.

"Young master!" Shia was taken aback.

"What are you doing?" Feng Dongshi's brows were slightly tightened, and his eyes were full of defense.

"I'm afraid you won't sleep well, so I want to hug her to rest next to me."

"Need not."

I don't know if their voices disturbed her, but the little girl twisted her buttocks, smacked her mouth twice, and the saliva flowed onto Feng Dongshi's chest.

He loves a clean person so much, but he didn't say a word about it. He even hugged her and patted her lightly. An unknown melody escaped from his lips, gently coaxing her to sleep.

Shia was so shocked that she forgot to walk away, and froze in place with her eyes wide open.

Oh-my-god!

The real identity of this child can't be the illegitimate daughter of their young master, right? !

Shia told the other maids about her conjecture, and the group of girls exploded in an instant.

In the old house of the Feng family, there were at least dozens of maids in their twenties like Xi Ya, all of whom were in charge of serving the young master.

Envelopes are deliberately arranged this way.

He thought that at an age like Feng Dongshi's now, it was the time when he was most curious about gender issues. He had to have a channel to vent his anger when he was doing this kind of high-risk work all day. All kinds of beauties are prepared for this son, who can not only take care of his life, but also take care of his psychology and physiology.

But Feng Xun didn't know that his son was not a normal person, and the way he decompressed was naturally abnormal.

Feng Dongshi is not interested in women, he only likes to kill people.

Now besides killing people, he finds it interesting to play with children.

Bathe the little kid every day, wipe the fragrance, and put on clean new clothes. He looks at this white and tender little one, and his heart will be filled with infinite satisfaction.

He never felt that there was any problem with his mentality, until one day he overheard two maids whispering behind their backs.

Maid A said, "Hey, do you think the young master has a tong fetish?"

Maid B retorted disapprovingly, "That can't be considered a 'child', it's a baby."

"In this way, it should be a baby fetish?"

"How can there be such a saying? If it really exists, it means that the child is greedy and wants to be a father." Maid B put forward a different point of view again.

"A gluttonous child doesn't necessarily mean he wants to be a father, maybe he likes to play parenting games.

Look at the expression on the young master's face every time he changes the young lady's clothes, it's simply...

Although he is handsome and won't give people that kind of perverted feeling, how can a boy of his age be so patient with babies, unless he treats the little lady as a toy and takes care of her as a part of his life. It's a kind of pastime, don't you think it can be abnormal when you think about it this way? "

Maid A swallowed, "...it seems a little bit."

Feng Dongshi's face darkened behind the door.

Develop a game? !
Perverted?
So it turns out that he gave such a feeling to take care of the little kid with all his heart!
Thinking about it carefully, he didn't strangle the child to death at the beginning, wasn't it because he was angry with Feng Xun.

Facts have proved that he has won, but the fruits of this victory are a bit shabby.

That night, Feng Dong took the little girl to Xi Ya's room.

Shia took the baby in a daze, and said in a daze, "Master, this is..."

"You will take care of her later."

Handing the child into Xi Ya's arms, Feng Dongshi wanted to leave in a cool way, but it was obvious that the child began to curl his lips as soon as he left his arms, and was about to burst into tears, so he hurriedly took it back, and told him worriedly: , "Don't hug her vertically, hug her horizontally.

When feeding her milk at night, don't rush to pour water and ignore her, but chat with her while you are busy, so that she won't cry when she hears someone talking next to her. "

"Oh." Shia wrote down one by one.

"And..."

Shia raised her eyebrows, thinking that there is more?

"The milk bottle is the one with the little cow pattern on it, and the water bottle is the one with water drops.

You must not confuse them. If you confuse them, she will make a fuss. "

"……OK."

After half an hour—

"Article 156: When you sleep at night, you must let her lie on top of you. She won't be able to sleep when you put her on the bed. If she doesn't rest well at night, her development will be affected."

Shiya took a pen to record in the small notebook, and said, "Master, why don't I record it."

Hearing this, Feng Dongshi lowered his brows slightly.

Xi Ya thought it was her half-joking words that offended him, just as she was about to explain, she saw Feng Dongshi thought for a moment, and then replied with a serious face, "Yes."

Shia: "..."

When Feng Dongshi finished explaining everything, it happened to be the little girl's bedtime.

He handed him over to Shia again.

The latter took it and asked casually, "Master, what's the name of Miss?"

There was a delay in Fengdong.

what is it call……

How did he know what it was called.

Glancing at the little girl who was eating her hand, he said meaningfully, "Little brat!"

Turn around and leave.

Shia looked up at his back, then looked down at the child in his arms, and muttered softly, "That's not a name, it's a nickname..."

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After returning to his room, Feng Dongshi experienced the long-lost tranquility and peace.

In the first 5 minutes, he couldn't even help feeling the beauty of this world.

He likes the quiet.

But after another 5 minutes, he felt that the room was a little too quiet, which made people flustered.

seem……

The humming and chirping voices of multiple children are more harmonious.

While taking a shower, Feng Dongshi heard the sound of water splashing in his ears, and vaguely heard the little girl's cry.

He thought that Shia came to him for help because he couldn't handle the children, but when he hurriedly turned off the shower, besides the "tick" dripping sound, the only sound in his ears was his own breathing.

Feng Dongshi closed his eyes depressed.

He didn't expect that he was hallucinating.

He lowered his head and glanced at the bathtub that had just been filled with water, and suddenly he was not in the mood to soak.

Wrapped in a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom, Feng Dongshi sat on the edge of the bed and wiped his hair, his mind began to run wild again.

I don't know if that little kid fell asleep, drank milk, or slept peacefully...

Questions came to my mind one after another, making Feng Dongshi feel sleepy.

After tossing and turning until midnight, he finally couldn't hold back, and "shua" lifted the quilt and walked towards Shia's room.

When he reached the stairs, he heard the baby whimpering and crying.

He rushed to the door with one stride, he forgot to even knock on the door, pushed the door open, and saw Shia hugging the little girl coaxing as expected.

He hurried forward to pick him up, as if Shia had snatched the child away.

"Why haven't you fallen asleep yet?!"

"Hmm..." Shia blinked and said frankly, "Probably because of the difference in hardness."

The two bodies definitely feel different when lying down.

If she turned her back and let the child lie on her back, she might be just like the young master.

Feng Dongshi seemed to be disgusted and said, "A brat has so many things to do!"

But he walked out of Shia's room while talking.

"Hey...young master..."

"She can't leave me, so I'll bring it myself."

"..."

Shia felt that she vaguely heard a little bit of pride.

Feng Dongshi didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, he carried the little girl back to his bedroom contentedly, and suddenly started talking more, "Little devil, let me tell you, I'm not thinking about you, it's just because I'm bored That's all."

"If you are sensible, be obedient, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

When the words fell, the little girl burst into tears with a provocative "Oh", as if to say, "I want to see how rude you are"!
Then--

Feng Dongshi admitted for the first time.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll just be more polite to you." Feng Dongshi, who was so patient, even felt strange to him.

He never thinks that he has become kind because of a child, after all, he really had the idea of ​​killing her at first.

It's just the few months of getting along with him that gradually changed him.

Maybe it's just getting used to it.

I am used to having an extra person beside me, to the babbling and crying all day long, to this little kid riding on his head and domineering.

But he thought that his pampering to her was just putting his expectations of his family on this child.

He wanted to give her everything he had hoped for but never had.

What he has experienced, he does not want her to repeat the same mistakes.

A child should look like a child, growing up innocently, pure and immature, without seeing any filth in the world.

(End of this chapter)