Chapter 644

"What? What did your mother say? "

Feng Xinglang's strong sword eyebrows rose discontentedly.

"I kiss mommy and say: she already - no - loves - you!"

In order to express the strong emphasis, the little guy repeated it in the way of roaring in his father's ears.

Then, the little guy added sympathetically: "Feng Xinglang, you are going to die!"

"Cut Cut

Feng Xinglang said coldly, "your mommy, it's hard to get, do you understand?"

"I don't understand!" The little guy said bluntly, "anyway, if Mommy doesn't love you, I can't love you either!"

"Don't worry. As soon as my father recovers, I'll go out and cure your mother. She said under me over and over again that she loved me. I can't stop at all

In Feng Xinglang's opinion, a woman's saying "don't love him" is an affectation of playing hard to get.

How much did that idiot woman pay for him? Can Feng Xinglang not see it. Of course, he also knows that women are wronged, and the matter will be finished by coaxing.

"Just brag!"

Although I think the bastard's father is boasting, the little guy still likes to listen to it. I think my father is very charming.

"As soon as you have a father, you can't guarantee that your mother loves me!"

Feng Xinglang is still evil. For Lin xueluo, he is a must.

"I hope so!"

Of course, the little guy also hopes to kiss mommy and fall in love with the bastard's father again. So he can have a father and a mother together.

What a wonderful thing! It's the complete home the little guy always wanted.

Father and son are rolling together; the little guy is enjoying his father's love freely for the first time: he can knead his hair into a bird's nest; he can make a row of teeth marks on his cheek.

"Nono, your father is still suffering from internal injuries!"

After more than half an hour of forbearance, Cong just opened his mouth, "you toss him like this. Although you say you can't die, he will be very painful. It will also prolong your father's recovery time! "

Listen to Cong Gang say so, the little guy immediately obediently climbed down from his father Feng Xinglang's body.

"Cong Gang, what are you doing? Whether I live or die, I don't care about you? Are you jealous that I have a son? "

Feng Xinglang's arrogance is not acceptable to ordinary people.

Cong Gang is just not an ordinary person, so he can stand it.

"Yes! I'm jealous! I'm so jealous that I want to throw you into Fort Patel and let Hetun make mummies! "

Cong Gang's words are even worse.

With Feng Xinglang's temper

However, this time, Feng Xinglang did not rise violently, but gazed at Cong Gang's face.

It took a long time to say, "Cong Gang, you've had enough!"

"What would you like to eat in the evening?"

Cong Gang immediately changed the topic. Because he read the deep meaning of Feng Xinglang's eyes. That's the untouchable pain.

With a hook in his long arm, Feng Xinglang once again puts his son, Nuo Nuo, in his arms.

"Tell my father: what would my son like to eat tonight?"

The little guy turned his head to see Cong gang. Seems to be shocked at CongGang just words: let the adoptive father to make mummies? What do you mean? Is the adoptive father going to embarrass the bastard's father again?

"Nono, you don't have to be afraid of him! He's a paper tiger

Feng Xinglang thought that his son's silence was due to his fear of the fierce CongGang.

"Cong Gang, come here and let my son clench his ear!"

In order to ease his son's mind, Feng Xinglang puts forward such an unreasonable request to Cong gang.

Cong Gang silently glanced at their father and son, then turned and went to the kitchen.

"See: a man who can only do washing and cooking is the worst! So you don't have to be afraid of him at all. "

In Feng Xinglang's opinion, he belittled Cong Gang just to make Cong Gang look more friendly.

The little guy was silent for a while, then asked seriously: "Feng Xinglang, will my adoptive father make you a mummy?"

Mummy, a word that sounds scary.

Feng Xinglang's expression also condensed. He gently touched his son's face and said in a soft voice:

"don't worry, my father won't give anyone another chance to hurt our family!"

The little guy nodded slightly and glanced in the direction of the kitchen.

"Feng Xinglang, can you be kind to uncle CongGang?"

"Why?" Feng Xinglang asked with great interest.

"Because I think he's great! He can beat his adoptive father and protect you! " The little guy said what he thought.

Feng Xinglang was slightly surprised at first, and then he said with a warm smile, "what a big thing you are, do you know how to buy people's hearts?"This point, really with his fengxinglang!

"But why do you think Cong gang can beat your adoptive father?"

Although I think it's just my son's innocent words, Feng Xinglang is interested.

In Shencheng, Yan Bang's territory, his people can't besiege Hetun. Can a CongGang defeat Hetun?

Another Weikang?

Perhaps, there are many other Weikang It's just that he doesn't know?

Feng Xinglang's eyes were cold, and he felt that CongGang was not as simple as he thought.

Do you think Cong Gang is simple?

Could he have lost sight of Feng Xinglang?

"I think I met him in the dark room..." The little guy was in a state of deep thought.

"Little black house? when? Is he also locked up by your adoptive father? " Feng Xinglang asked in a tight voice.

The little guy shook his head. "It was when you were locked up in the black room by your adoptive father."

"In Fort Patel?"

"No. It's in the little dark room by the sea But I'm not sure if he's the one I'm seeing

The little guy decided not to think about it.

But Feng Xinglang was really surprised: Cong gang has been to the villa in Repulse Bay? And went into the basement?

Is that weird? Why didn't he feel it?

A beautiful dish of noodles with black pepper and beef fillet was sent to Linnuo's children, who immediately drooled.

"What about Feng Xinglang? Didn't he? "

After a mouthful of delicious stewed noodles, the little guy found that there were only two portions of beef and willow stewed noodles, and he and Cong gang had one plate.

"Your father has an internal injury. He can't eat such a heavy food!" Cong Gang is quiet.

"Eating will hurt you at most, but not eating will hurt you! You're going to die! Give me the plate in your hand quickly

Feng Xinglang, who was half on the sofa, wanted to get up and grab it, but as soon as he worked hard, his broken ribs hurt so much that he snorted.

The little guy immediately put down his fork to help his father Feng Xinglang.

Another bowl of medicated food was sent to the tea table beside the sofa.

"Nono, your father will be your servant! He can only eat this! "

"If your father is really greedy, you can feed him some noodles. If you feed more and hurt more, you can do it yourself. "