Chapter 838

Wei Kang's answer was rather implicit. He knew that he was doomed!

It seems that I don't quite understand why Cong gang has to condescend to coax a 5-year-old boy!

What's the pain of leisure?

"Weikang, you bastard! I hate you

The little guy immediately ran to Weikang, hit him with his head, hands and feet.

Weikang quickly put the plate on the table to protect the little guy's head.

"Stop banging your head! Look, this hairstyle is in a mess! Not handsome at all

"Wei Kang, how dare you give my father sleeping pills?"?! You are so bad

The little guy yelled, "hum, I want you to take a truckload of sleeping pills! Let you sleep for a hundred years! No, a thousand years, ten thousand years! Let you never wake up

"If I can't wake up, I'll be sleeping beauty!"

I didn't expect that Weikang still had the potential to be a liar.

After more than ten minutes, the hungry little guy agreed to have dinner first under Cong Gang's persuasion.

Wait until you've had enough to settle with Weikang!

As soon as he took a big bite, he looked back at his sleeping father Feng Xinglang. It seems that some don't feel at ease, while the little guy is sucking the food in his mouth, he comes forward to test his father's nose with his little finger.

Fortunately, the steady breath shows that my father is still alive.

He spread out the meat and stroked his father's forehead. No perm, that means my father is not sick!

I just took too many sleeping pills and fell asleep.

Cong Gang is comforted to see that the little guy loves his father Feng Xinglang so much. Also more and more like this wayward, but stubborn arrogant, filial piety full of small things.

"Big caterpillar, has my father had dinner yet?"

The little guy ran back and asked fiercely, while picking up a mouthful of food. Mouth drum of chewing and so on CongGang below.

"Of course! I don't believe you touch your father's stomach! "

Cong Gang wiped the corner of his mouth for the little thing and answered in a warm voice.

The little guy ran back to his father and put his hand under Feng Xinglang's shirt to touch his father's stomach.

"There is no drum!" The little fellow snorted.

"Your father's abdominal muscles don't show his stomach! It's like you, full of fat

CongGang simply moved the table to the side of the sofa, so that the little guy would not run around so hard.

The little guy is sitting on the edge of the sofa, touching his father's cheek and picking up the food with a spoon.

It's nice to have a sensible and filial son!

Cong Gang sent the boneless meat and fish belly to the little guy's bowl. He ate like a wolf cub.

But when he was given broccoli, the little guy abandoned it.

"Didn't your parents teach you to have a balanced diet and eat more vegetables?" CongGang Wensheng.

"Did your parents teach you to respect the old and love the young and not to bully a poor 5-year-old child?"

“……”

This refutation is absolutely impeccable.

After eating the little belly full, the little guy refused to wash with Cong gang.

"You've been tossing around all day. You'll stink if you don't take a bath!"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang on the sofa. "Maybe your father just woke up and was fainted by you!"

"No! My father loves my son the most! He doesn't think I stink! He'll like it no matter how smelly I am! "

The little guy kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the sofa. He wrapped his arms around his father Feng Xinglang's neck in the posture of koala.

He must let his father Feng Xinglang be in his sight all the time!

It's more important to have your father's company than to wash the fragrance!

Looking at the entangled father and son, Cong gang did not disturb him. He just watched silently for a few seconds and then turned away.

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xueluo is looking for the right person.

Cong Gang's ancient European architecture is rare in Shencheng.

The ghost house like villa was built at the same time as the white mansion of the white family.

After that, master baizime and master baizime come to the meeting place.

"Sister in law, is brother Lang really kidnapped by CongGang's traitor?"

Bai Mo doesn't know Cong Gang very well. I once heard it from ye Shinian occasionally. He is a man who is boasted by Ye Shinian. At that time, Bai Mo was just like ye Shinian.

"Yes! Nuono is in CongGang's hands now! " The snow fell with a slight sigh.

"Ah? That dog thing even took Nuo boy away? Depend on it! He's tired of living, isn't heBai Mo swears. But the accelerator under my feet is always pressing.

When xueluo and Baimo arrive at CongGang's ghost house, Xing ER and they have already left.

The door of the villa is wide open. There was light in it. The crystal light was turned on when Xing Ba left. I want to attract others to come here as much as possible, so as to rescue Yan Bang who has been in shock and fainting in the basement.

"No! We're late! Someone should have got there first! "

Bai Mo rushed to the front, and saw the tall living room, scattered with building fragments from the second floor blasting.

Snow followed in and looked around at the layout of the villa. It seems that Cong Gang, who is bloodthirsty and cunning, will even cultivate these delicate orchids.

"Sister in law, you'd better wait in the car. I think it's weird in here. " Palmer suggested.

"It doesn't matter. They should have gone. "

Xueluo is not sure whether the people who came here for micro blasting are from Hetun or Yan bang. Or someone from GK venture capital.

But no matter which group of people, if they have the whereabouts of Feng Xinglang, they should inform her of her wife.

Baimo quickly looked for a pass in the upstairs and downstairs of the villa, "we're late! There is no one here

Looking at the broken walls in the living room, it should be late indeed.

Just when Baimo leads xueluo to leave CongGang's villa, xueluo stops.

"Baimo, don't hurry! We've already come. Let's look for it again! Maybe there's a basement, or a darkroom or something! "

After all, xueluo has lived under the wings of Hetun for so many years. What kind of darkroom has gone deep into her mind.

"Darkroom? Do you have one here? "

Baimo asked casually in doubt. But he agreed with xueluo's proposal and began to look for the dark room that this villa might have.

Five minutes later, the snow let out a cry of surprise.

"Baimo, come and see. Here's a basement entrance! "

"I'll go down first."

The basement is dark. With the help of the function of mobile phone flashlight, Baimo walks in front of the snow.