I became the pet of the deer family

Chapter 362 Dad, what do you mean by liking?

When Feng Nanjia came back, he was already hungry.

Because of Jiang Zi's matter, Feng Nanjia didn't even want to eat dinner anywhere, seeing Jiang Zi's happy face made him lose his appetite.

You said it's okay to fall in love with other girls, is this the niece of Zheng Mingting?
The more Feng Nanjia thought about it, the more irritable he became, so he stopped going through the main entrance of the house, and took a few steps directly from the iron fence, then climbed up and jumped down.

Suddenly, a gust of water hit his face, and Feng Nanjia was so frightened that he quickly covered his face with his arms, "Who? Playing with the water pipes in my house?"

"Your old man." Father Feng's voice came in a deep voice, the water pipe in his hand was still pointed at the face of the second son in front of him.

"Father! Dad! I! Don't do it! I was wrong!" Feng Nanjia blocked the water in a panic, and wherever he went, the water rushed to his face.

Hearing Feng Nanjia's confession, Father Feng turned off the water pipe, and snorted coldly: "You don't leave the main entrance, why are you climbing the railing? If you weren't my son, I would have taken your arm off if I went up."

Feng Nanjia's head was covered with water, and he tossed his hair embarrassingly. Because of his mood, he spoke in a sullen tone, "Yes, I'm in a bad mood, and I want to find some excitement."

"Oh?" Father Feng threw the water pipe in his hand on the ground, "Looking for some excitement? Yes, come to the basement."

When Feng Nanjia heard this, he panicked and quickly waved his hands, "No, Dad, Dad! It's not this kind of excitement!"

Father Feng had already turned around and walked indoors, "If you don't come, don't let me tie you in."

tyrant!What a tyrant!Feng Nanjia gritted his teeth and chopped his foot into the dirt.

When Feng Nanjia went in, Nie Yan saw his drowned look, "Hey, what's the matter? It's raining outside? I asked your father to water it, why wasn't it wet when he came in? "

"It's your husband who made your son like this, mom, please take care of it!" Seeing that Father Feng was not there, Feng Nanjia hurriedly complained.

Father Feng's voice suddenly appeared on the ceiling, and the security monitor turned around, "Feng Nanjia, there is cake on the table, come down after eating."

Nie Yan and Father Feng have been together for so many years, so she naturally knows her husband's temper, so she wiped the paper off for her son, "Your father hasn't practiced boxing for a long time, and beating someone now is definitely not as painful as before. There is cake on the table, eat more……"

This tone is quite tragic as if eating the last meal.

Feng Nanjia: ...But I haven't been beaten for a long time...

"Where's Bei Wang?" If Bei Wang is here, maybe he can go to the basement with him, so that he can block it for a while, and when he goes down by himself, he will go down vertically and come up horizontally.

Nie Yan glanced at his second son sympathetically, "Sending Shasha home."

Feng Nanjia: I will decide on my own.

When Feng Beiwang came back, he heard screams coming from the basement, which looked like a murder scene.

"What's wrong?" Feng Beiwang looked at Nie Yan who was sitting on the sofa watching a soap opera.

Nie Yan wiped his neck, "Your second brother is practicing boxing with your father."

Feng Beiwang took off his coat, "I'm going to practice too."

When they reached the basement, the screaming stopped.

In the basement, Feng Nanjia was lying on the ground, panting, "Dad, what do you mean by liking?"

"You'll know when you have a girlfriend." Father Feng took off his gloves.

"I just think that everyone in our Feng family has someone they like, and they still like them that much. There is always a feeling of destiny. Why do I always feel that they are different?" Feng Nanjia smiled wryly.

(End of this chapter)