Chapter 2163

It's just thankless!

Even if he was yelled at by his own son, Hetun was not angry. He also gave Feng Xinglang some snacks to take for supper.

It's really how bad he was to Feng Xinglang at the beginning, how humble he will be now.

Of course, Hetun didn't feel humble at all. Somebody's cheeky enough to follow the river.

As soon as Feng Xinglang came out of the living room of the villa, Xing Shier followed him and put a sealed thing in his hand.

"High purity, ten seconds at most! A cow can get down! " Then Xing 12 asked curiously, "Prince Xing, who are you going to do? Although the volatility of this thing is low, but when you use it, you still need to take some tips! Besides, who are you going to do? I can do it for you! If you

bump, my adoptive father will be sad again! "

After all, Xing 12 is still the one who loves Hetun the most. I feel that my adoptive father is so old that he has to worry about Feng Xinglang.

In fact, Feng Xinglang didn't consider asking Xing Shier to help. But I still feel that the enmity between myself and Cong gang has not risen to the point of requiring others to intervene!

Therefore, Feng Xinglang said casually: "I'm playing with the boy Baimo!"

It's easy to say that Xing 12 believed it. Because the enmity between Prince Xing and Baimo has a long history.

"What are you going to do with Baimo?" It seems that Xing twelve is very disappointed, "as long as one tenth of the amount is enough! I thought you were going to play song Tai or Yan bang! "

"I What am I going to do with them? I'm not full again Feng Xinglang gave a perfunctory sound.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and blurted out a white voice, otherwise Xing 12 would not be able to break the casserole and ask the truth.

In fact, Xing Shier was right. Fengxinglangna, a high concentration drug, was used for CongGang.

When he left Qibei mountain city this morning, he left a message for Cong Gang, saying that he missed his youngest son and would visit chongchong tomorrow evening.

The tone of the message is quite low. Since Cong Gang accepted his "peace talk", he must be able to see his youngest son tomorrow night.

When Feng Xinglang got on the bus, Basong was still listening to his Thai songs. Eerying, listening to the kind of goose bumps.

When Feng Xinglang got on the bus, bassoon turned off the music. He knew that President Feng didn't like Thai songs. It is said that both men and women can associate with human demons.

"Mr. Feng, haven't you received Mr. Nuo?"

For Bassoon, Feng Xinglang only said that he had come to pick up his eldest son, Feng Linnuo.

"Stinky boy is stubborn! Say I'm partial! Don't you think the palm and the back of the hand are all meat? How can a parent not love his child? " Long Shun Feng line with a few words.

"Although the palm and the back of the hand are all meat, the amount of meat is different, the thickness is also different, and the color is even more different! The back of the hand is mostly used for drying, and the palm is mostly used to hold things hard There's a big difference! " Bassoon said.

Feng Xinglang thought that there was some truth in Basong's words. One loves his hands. But there is a certain difference in the degree of care between the palm and the back of the hand.

After a slight sigh, Feng Xinglang began to close his eyes.

He can throw his eldest son to Hetun, but he can't accept to throw his youngest son to CongGang.

It's not just because of the biological relationship with Hetun.

From the bottom of his soul, Feng Xinglang is actually a man who attaches great importance to love, righteousness and kindness. Maybe he can't be affectionate with Hetun in his whole life, but it's the end of his duty to leave his eldest son as his companion.

There are still some striking wrinkles and white hair in Hetun. Everyone makes mistakes and grows old

"By the way, Mr. Feng, I heard that you went to catch my boss yesterday afternoon? No catch? If I don't help my boss blow, I can't rely on one Xing 14! "

Basong glanced at President Feng in his rearview mirror. "In my opinion, I think you can leave the second son to my boss! My eldest brother promised that he would be closer to the second son than his own! "

"Pull over! Then you go down! " Feng Xinglang squinted.

"All right, I'll shut up at once!" Along the way, Basong didn't say a word about current affairs.

Originally, Feng Xinglang wanted to force Basong to tell where CongGang lived these days. Considering that when he asked about Basong, he was too lazy to ask him.

He had a hunch that Cong Gang, who had made peace, should let him see his youngest son.

When he returned to Feng's home, his wife and daughter had already gone to bed; housekeeper Mo was still waiting in the living room.

No matter how late Feng's two young masters came back, as long as they didn't say no, he would wait in the living room. This is also a habit he has developed over the years. There will always be a lamp for the young master of Fengjia who comes back late.

"Lao Mo, why haven't you slept yet? You are old, too. You should take good care of yourself Feng Xinglang is grateful for the waiting of housekeeper mo. Although Lao Mo was a housekeeper, he was already half a father in the eyes of the two young masters of Feng's family. Especially after Mo Ran Ran married the young master Feng Lixin, Mo's housekeeper's life was very difficultThe identity is closer.

"Second young master, you are back. Hard work Housekeeper Mo came up and took the briefcase from the second young master. "I'll get you some supper. You can eat and then sleep."

"No! Are they OK with the snow Feng Xinglang sat in the sofa tired.

"All right. At dinner, I kept calling dad at night! But they were amused by the snow and ran ran! "

"And Tuan Tuan? How are you doing these days? " Feng Xinglang asked again.

"Tuan Tuan is also very good. I know a lot. I asked about brother nono at dinner today. " "Well, it's good to be sensible. Lao Mo, Ran Ran had a hard time to conceive this child. You should be careful! You are the half father of me and my brother. Please share more for us Every time Feng Xinglang talks, he can make people feel

moved and grateful.

"Yes, yes, that's my duty!" Housekeeper Mo nodded. "Don't be too tired! Invite more nannies, and you'll have to serve Ran Ran and xueluo well! And my brother, you have to take care of more! You can't neglect my brother just because you have a grandson! My brother is your son-in-law. If you are more partial to him, I won't be jealous

A humorous man, charm is infinite.

"Second young master, I respect you and the eldest young master wherever you are." Second young master's words, listen to Mo housekeeper is very comfortable.

"Why do you respect me? Love! Love as your own son

"Yes, yes Don't be a housekeeper.

After going upstairs, someone has no principle of sleeping alone in the crib of the heart baby to sleep on the big bed.

"Late My dear daughter Call Dad... " Feng Xinglang carefully rubbed his daughter's face. "Do you want to kiss your father at home with Mommy? I miss you very much If I don't hold you for a day, my father's hands itch and my heart itch! Why are you so cute My father can't hold you enough. I can't kiss you enough Good evening, you are really my father's sweetheart... "

The deep snow fell before sleeping, and was awakened by the affectionate sound of men. But she didn't open her eyes or interrupt. She just listened to the love words between her husband and daughter.

It's said that my daughter is my father's little lover in his previous life, which is too Isn't that sensational? Still a day does not hold on the hand itches the heart itches?

Why didn't the man think: the eldest son was left in Hetun by him; the youngest son was with Cong Gang again Is the daughter of this man's own, two sons are dispensable? I've never seen a man spoil his two sons so much!

"Wanwan, when you are one year old, my father will buy you a villa and decorate it as a fairy tale castle..."

"I'll buy you another private plane. My family must travel late enough!"

"By the way, listen to Da Ranran say that you like Hami melon When the Hami melon is ripe, we will move to Turpan, where the temperature difference between day and night is large, the light time is long, and the best melon is to eat... "

I can't hear the snow. The daughter is the treasure in the palm, and the son is a little weed?

To tell you the truth, xueluo has never seen her husband so intimate with her little son!

Wronged someone, didn't you? When Feng chongchong was born, someone was so affectionate.

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It's another busy day.

Feng Xinglang, who was too busy, took a look at his watch. It was more than eight o'clock in the evening.

Thinking of his appointment with his little son and not having the supper Wendy bought back, Feng Xinglang hurried to Qibei mountain city.

Seeing the light on in the villa, Feng Xinglang's lips are up: you can teach me!

This guy is easy to cheat. He really believes that he made peace with him!

Speaking of peace talks does not affect Feng Xinglang's seeking justice for himself: should he be compensated for his mental loss for losing such a big face in front of the company's employees?

The smart door is open. From afar, Feng Xinglang heard the joyful laughter of his youngest son.

It feels like a new child! Even his own father thinks so.

"Insects Do you want to kiss your father? "

Feng Xinglang wanted to brew a gentlemanly face to paralyze Cong Gang, but he couldn't help laughing when he saw his little son's lively figure.

"I miss my father..."

The little guy called cute sweet, and then ran to his father at the door.

How's it going? Or is blood thicker than water? No matter how attentive Cong Gang is, you can't match his father!

But However, when the little guy squatted half a meter away and was ready to embrace his father with his arms wide open, he suddenly stopped, turned around and ran back to Cong Gang's side with a quick speed.

Feng Xinglang couldn't catch anything! The point is that he didn't expect the little thing to run back all of a sudden.

"Bugs don't want to be bad parents!"The embrace is so lost! The little son who ran towards him ran away again!

Then, Feng Xinglang had to face Cong gang who was holding his little son on the sofa!

Sitting in a leisurely posture, with a look of lightness and lightness, and a kind of arrogant and shallow leisure. Except for the villain in his arms, all the living beings in the world have nothing to do with him.