Chapter 1994

"Big bug!"

The little guy immediately dropped his wand and ran to his father who was eating breakfast happily.

Feng Xinglang, who had no appetite, directly lost his chopsticks and picked up his little son. The father and son went out happily.

"Smelly boy, do you like big insects so much?"

Feng Xinglang rubbed the neck of the little guy and made him giggle. "No matter how much you like him, it's useless. He can't be your father! I'm your only father! "It's better to have a father!"

"Good father!"

"It's the best!"

"Good father!"

"My father is the most Good

"Big bug is the best!"

"What a P! If you can't give birth to a son yourself, you'll cheat me on Feng Xinglang's own son! "

"My father Bad! The worst

The little guy knows that the bastard's father is scolding the big bug again.

"Smelly boy, if you are so rude to your father, I won't take you to see that dog!" Feng Xinglang was very angry.

The little guy is wriggling his little body to walk on his own.

"Oh, smelly boy, are you really stubborn with your father? Is p-share itchy? "

It must be hard to fight. Even though Feng Xinglang now has three children of his own, each child is his flesh and blood.

If you want to fight, what are you doing? Along the way, Basong drove into Qibei mountain city in the sound of their father and son's quarrel. Until Bentley stopped in front of the villa, he didn't see fenghang langkaida.

"Son of a bitch, call out" it's best to kiss your father ", or your father will turn around and go back!"

Again! I'm really convinced of Feng Xinglang's ink on parenting! It's like a father's failure!

They have already arrived at their destination. How can they have the reason to go back? The little guy is unprepared and bumps his head against his father's nose

Feng Xinglang subconsciously tilted his head back and relaxed his arms. The little guy immediately twisted from his father's arms and ran to the villa as soon as his feet touched the ground.

"Worm, slow down! Don't hit the door My father hasn't brushed his face yet

Is the door of the villa open? But they are not here! Did that dog open the door?

So courteous? It seems that this is the rhythm of flattering him!

When Feng Xinglang chased into the villa, his little son had already run away.

In the hot and dry weather, Feng Xinglang was out of breath when he climbed from the first floor to the third floor.

The mouth also did not stop: "this dog thing, on such a hot day, if you don't enjoy the cool downstairs, is it difficult to bake a corpse on the balcony?"

However, some of the well-known plants in the south of Sanfan are not covered by the sun. It's comfortable to watch.

The little guy is in CongGang's arms, holding a fork in his little hand, eating the vegetables, fruits and crystal steamed dumplings on the plate. It should be just finished. The little guy's mouth is a little hot.

"You've got a lot of spare time!"

Feng Xinglang snorted and sat down on the opposite rattan chair. Slanting eyes despise Cong Gang so, a pair of high posture.

Cong Gang ignored Feng Xinglang and patiently separated the crystal steamed dumplings one by one for faster heat dissipation.

"In view of your leisure, I'll lend you the worm for a few days! You have to be responsible for his eating and drinking, Lazar! The food should be rich and nutritious. Don't fool him with these fast food! For example, this dumpling is too careless... "

Feng Xinglang put a crystal steamed dumpling into his mouth and found that the taste was really good. I couldn't help eating the second, the third Seeing his little son eating so happily, he drew his hand back.

"But also pay attention to the physical and mental health of good insects, not to beat and scold! Everything should be explained with reason and moved with emotion! "

Feng Xinglang threw a fairy tale book in his pocket and said, "let me give you a task: you have to teach insects to tell stories in this book! I'll have a spot check then! "

Cong Gang didn't respond, but Feng chongchong's response was not small: he picked up the fairy tale book and left it downstairs!

"Son of a bitch, are you going to rebel?"

Seeing his good intentions, Feng Xinglang was so ruined that he became angry immediately.

Feng Xinglang rushed over and wanted to hit the little thing. He raised his right hand high This time it was really hard to smoke down!

But I didn't hit my son's little p-share, but I hit CongGang's hip bone.

It's not that Cong Gang is distressed for him, but that Feng Xinglang deliberately turns his anger on innocent Cong Gang!

"Feng Xinglang, why are you beating me? On purpose, isn't it? ""I missed it by accident!"

"You can't reach such a big goal You are blind

"Do you think I'm willing to beat you? I still have a pain in my hand! "

Feng Xinglang's flesh palm hit CongGang's hard bone and made his palm numb.

Cong gang was too lazy to deal with the rogue style Feng Xinglang, so he cleaned his face and carried the little thing down from his arms: "worm, go downstairs and pick up the fairy tale book!"

"Don't Don't learn The little guy is tired of leaning up again and wants to climb into CongGang's arms again.

"Then go back with your father!" Cong Gang's eyes are getting cold.

The little guy immediately ran downstairs. Of course, I didn't go home with my father, but I went to pick up the fairy tale book obediently.

Then, Cong Gang's eyes fell on Feng Xinglang and said, "it's your turn!"

"What's my turn?"

Feng Xinglang didn't listen to CongGang's words. Instead, he looked down at his little son who came downstairs to pick up fairy tales. I'm afraid that the little things will fall down the stairs or get hurt when they bump into something.

"I asked bassoon to wait for you at the foot of the mountain! You have to run down the mountain with your own legs

Cong Gang glanced faintly at Feng Xinglang's growing body, "of course, you can also roll down the mountain with your limbs!"

Sure enough, the Bentley from Bassoon is no longer under the villa.

Eat inside and out! I really listen to his master! No matter how good you are to him, you are not familiar with him!

"Worm, are you bored? Is that funny? " Feng Xinglang got angry.

After appreciating CongGang, Feng Xinglang takes out his mobile phone to call Basong.

No other traitor can be found. However, when he tried to dial a few numbers, he found that there was no signal at all.

"If you feel bored, you can still choose to hold your little son and climb down the mountain together!"

CongGang light tone, thoughtfully overlooking in front of the clear sky.

"Cong Gang, I accidentally hit you just now, and you torture me like this? Why is your revenge so strong? "

Feng Xinglang has been very lazy recently. Can sit, never stand. But it's not fat at all. It's a lot of meat. But someone just wants to have a hard time with his meat!