Feng Xinglang's evil smile really made Cong Gang feel a little Not at ease!
Did you say something more? Or what should not be said?
"What are you laughing at?" CongGang asked.
"All of a sudden, I think That 30% of GK shares in your hands, I am very relieved! "
The smile on the face of Feng Xing Lang Jun has not completely dispersed, and it looks like a smile rather than a smile, which makes people really hard to figure out.
Cong Gang glanced faintly at Feng Xinglang and snorted: "before long, GK will be Cong with me!"
"I have nothing to do with your surname Cong! Just be happy! "
Feng Xinglang's answer is Leng is to let Cong just can't take the following.
For a long time, Cong hummed coldly: "you are too old! I can consider accepting your three children and my surname Cong! "
Feng Xinglang didn't answer. Instead, he squinted at CongGang's waist, where half of his body was covered with a windproof blanket.
"How are you hurt?"
When he opened his mouth, his long arm had already reached over to lift the carpet that had just been half wrapped around his waist.
Almost reflexively, Cong Gang instinctively pressed the blanket on his body and refused to let Feng Xinglang see it.
Feng Xinglang's hand in mid air shrunk back and hissed: "affectation!"
"By the way, Cobain is still alive. You should keep a low profile recently! Don't run into the muzzle of the gun
Feng Xinglang groaned meaningfully, "your waist on one side is no longer good. Don't cripple the other side again After that, "happiness" will not be guaranteed! If you want to have a child, I'm afraid you'll have to ask for help! "
“……”
This is not a proper way of chatting. It's not suitable for Cong gang.
"Why didn't you visit your aggrieved father?" Cong just changed a topic that can boost his ambition and destroy the prestige of the Feng line.
"But I still think you are more important!" Feng Xinglang was quite straightforward.
A sentence "you are more important", whether true or false, can warm people's hearts.
"Feng Xinglang, I'm afraid I'll make you regret it!" Cong Gang is cold.
"Regret or not, later!"
Feng Xinglang was lying on the cane chair lazily, "I'm very tired now Just want to squint for a while. "
Is this an alternative way to play rogue?
Cong Gang really didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would dare to sleep with him so recklessly And still sleeping under his nose!
Is this contempt for him? Or ignore him? There was no fear at all!!
"Hello! Feng Xinglang Get up and go! Otherwise... "
Before the cruel words were finished, Feng Xinglang had already heard the snoring sound. Should be really tired, really fell asleep.
The setting sun became more tender, and plated Feng Xinglang's handsome face with a thin halo, which softened his three-dimensional facial features.
Feng Xinglang was awakened by freezing.
When I wake up, it's already dark. There was no Cong Gang around, only he was lying alone on the rattan chair on the open balcony.
"Dog! I don't know how to get a blanket for me! "
Inexplicable desolation rushed to his heart. Feng Xinglang felt that his heart was as cold as his body.
Feng Xinglang sniffed his blocked nose, looked around at the dark night, and frowned.
Maybe CongGang is not the CongGang he used to be!
In the past, Cong Gang might bow to him, but now Cong Gang wants to be superior to him!
The pace of going downstairs was a little stiff. The frozen body has not been able to move freely.
Or cold is not only the body, but also a sad heart!
There was no one in the living room downstairs, not even a door god.
Outside the villa, only Feng Xinglang's Lexus is waiting for the same lonely owner in the dark.
After getting on the bus and driving the heater, Feng Xinglang took a light look at the direction of the master bedroom on the second floor, then started the engine and left.
The house is still the original house, but the person may not be the original one!
……
Generally speaking, the kind-hearted xueluo is a good daughter-in-law.
Although her husband Feng Xinglang and Hetun father and son are at war, it's her daughter-in-law's duty to show filial piety.
Hetun has been resting for more than half a month. In the meantime, Feng Xinglang never came to see him.
Feng Linnuo, the eldest son, had been staying at Hetun before the beginning of school. After the beginning of school, he stayed here every night, filial piety every other generation!
Xueluo came to visit Hetun with her little son and her stomach.
In fact, to be honest, for the two children, this Repulse Bay is a good place to eat, drink and play, and it is also suitable for the snow falling in the process of raising the fetus. The key is to be filial to your husband."Here comes the snow? Hungry What would you like to eat with Cheng Cheng? "
Hetun has been able to walk on its own. See snow mother and son, the most talked about is the topic of diet.
Although the river village is a lot older, but the snow is still able to feel the river village is a lot of relief.
"Cheng Cheng Come to grandpa
Every time he Tun shouts "seal bug" like this, the little guy doesn't respond. When he is tired of being called, the little guy will hum "big bug"!
But this "big bug" is something Hetun would not like to hear! The snow falls clearly, but it is not stopped. In her opinion, if her husband and son don't help CongGang, she will do it herself. Maybe she won't be able to shoot at Hetun like her husband, but if she really wants to push her, she says,
maybe she can do it: threaten Hetun with his grandson!
"Dad, you'd better call yourself Xing Cheng chongchong! You're the only one who's called "Cheng Cheng". It sounds strange to me! Anyway, the name of chongchong is Xing Cheng. People will know it's your grandson in Hetun as soon as they see it! "
Xueluo is outspoken and flattering at the same time.
"Well, good! Dad, listen to you! Let's call it a bug
Hetun was not persistent either, but listened to his daughter-in-law's advice. It's quite rare.
While eating delicious nutritious pastries, xueluo asked in a soft voice to Hetun, who was staring at her little grandson's trance:
"Dad, do you want to kiss your son?"
He Tun lips slightly hook move for a while, light sigh: "which can not want to!"
"Just think about it! My model daughter-in-law will help you to call your own son here! "
Xueluo claps the cake on her hand and is ready to call her husband with her mobile phone.
"Snow falls! Forget it You'd better stop fighting! Xing Lang probably doesn't want to see me... " Hetun sighed again.
"Then you won't forgive me, OK?"
"Dad has never been angry with Alan..." "That's it! This father and son have no overnight feud! Dad, you don't want to make Xing Lang feel guilty for you all his life! "