Chapter 2193

Seeing that Xiao an has been pitifully staring at her husband, Xue Luo, who is really distressed, decides to use "domestic violence" to help Xiao an.

"Feng Xinglang, if you dare not eat, I won't let you hold me late for a month!"

Xueluo takes the mango xiao'an put on the table, tears open a piece of flesh skin, and then forcefully plugs it into her husband's mouth.

Before Feng Xinglang had time to speak, he was blocked up by mango stuffed by his wife.

It's a good demonstration!

"Ann, uncle has eaten the mango you sent him. He has forgiven you!"

The snow in front of xiao'an is already a smiling mother-in-law. Looking at Gao Leng fan'er's xiao'an, xueluo really likes it, but also can't tell her heartache.

After seeing Feng Xinglang eat the mango she gave, An'an immediately turns around and runs back.

"An an Wait, bug. " Fengchongchong children immediately catch up with them.

Watching the little son running away with xiao'an, the snow is full of warmth: the little son finally came out of his autistic world! He has people he likes, people he wants to care about and love!

The next second, CongGang, who was dressed in grey casual clothes, appeared in front of everyone. He came and asked his daughter to send Feng Xinglang a mango for apology.

The tan glasses give Cong Gang a warm feeling of being a father. Then he took his daughter in his arms.

"Mr. Songtai, it's a great honor for you to come here! Inside, please

As soon as Cong Gang appeared, Bai Mo, the host, came forward to greet him. Baimo not only admires Cong Gang, but also worships him.

Feng Lixin also immediately got up to greet each other. Only Feng Xinglang was sitting lazily on the cane chair eating his mango.

That gesture seems to express: no matter how much respect others have for you, you are just my valet of Feng Xinglang. We should be clear about our identity and strictly abide by the propriety of master and servant.

"Brother Cong, you have raised an an so well that you have been so independent since childhood I really envy it

Snow came forward, full of eyes smile.

"Cong Great Xia Cong I've heard your name for a long time. Today, I see that you are really extraordinary! It's cold, cool and cool Mo Ranran appreciated CongGang, who spoke very little, and his words became incoherent: "I I like your home so much Would you like to see my son? Little gentleman! Quiet and clever, with your family Or It's a good match

"What kind of match? It's only two or three months, OK! My worms are the same age as Ann. They are the best match

Although she is a sister-in-law, she has a good feeling on weekdays, but for her little son, xueluo is not modest, but striving for it.

"It depends on who Ann likes, doesn't it?"

Mo Ran Ran takes the baby out of the pram and tries to let Xiao an an in Cong Gang's arms see it.

"Yes, Ann is only two years old. It's really too early for you to talk about matching now!"

Yuan Duoduo's implication is: at least we have to wait for my family Tutu to be born to talk about this topic!

"Mr. Cong, your daughter is so popular You should have more

With his brother Feng Xinglang for a long time, Feng Lixin also learned to humor his own words.

"In fact, people like me don't deserve to have children Maybe I'm tired, so I want to draw warmth from my children! It's selfish and irresponsible! "

Cong Gang's words of self reflection and self-criticism are sincere. Maybe for him, let Xiao an be born, Bensheng is a very selfish behavior!

At least that's what Feng Xinglang thinks!

"Mr. Songtai's presence is a real honor to Mr. Bai."

The answer is Feng Xinglang. His face was fixed with a smile rather than a smile. On the surface, his words are raising Cong Gang's voice.

"No! Mr. Song, I would like to thank you and welcome you again. "

On formal occasions, the cooperation between Baimo and Feng Xinglang is quite tacit.

"Mo San, you are younger than Mr. Song Tai If you don't mind, please call Mr. Song San Ge

Feng Xinglang's understatement is informative.

First of all, he wants Cong Gang to come into his circle with Baimo, and he still has the identity of brother! Secondly, Cong gang can only be Baimo's third brother, and he has to be called second brother, which is the ability to suppress Cong gang.

As for Yan Bang Imperceptibly, Feng Xinglang is still used to keeping his place.

Bai Mo was still very witty, so he immediately changed his name to Cong gang and said, "good third brother!"

To be a brother to Cong Gang is, of course, what Baimo wants.

Cong Gang didn't answer in a hurry. Instead, he looked at Feng Xinglang, who was sitting lazily on a rattan chair to "watch a good play.". He thought that Feng Xinglang would "toss" him, but he didn't expect that it would be this way.If you recognize Baimo as the "fourth brother", doesn't it mean that you have to entangle with these irrelevant people?!

"I can't be your third brother! I'm not qualified to be your third brother! I like a free life, sorry

Cong Gang refused so abruptly. It's really embarrassing for Baimo. It's really embarrassing.

Feng Xinglang's eyes narrowed slightly in an instant, and a faint smile came from the corner of his lips. But I can't read what he wants to do.

"Mr. Song, you're not going to give us face?" Feng Xinglang's voice is cold.

Since Cong Gang wants to be the villain, let him be evil all the way to the ground! Don't give him a chance to turn over! "Thank you, Mr. Feng. You just mentioned me! But you can't harm your brother, Mr. Bai! You know that I have many enemies. Who will be my brother will only be dragged down by me, and even lead to death! You are going to pit Mr. Bai. Do you want to be the only one in Shencheng

Cong Gang said in a light voice, "come on, let's pit each other."!

Feng Xinglang drew his lips slightly: Although he was angry at Cong Gang's words, he still seemed to be worried about his behavior Still very satisfied!

He CongGang can only be the person who he is! Others can't touch CongGang, and CongGang can't covet others! Can only obediently recognize him, fengxinglang, the only master!

Feng Xinglang and Cong Gang's sarcastic remarks fell into people's eyes. They were really confused!

If words can kill people, I'm afraid it's bloody now!

"Brother Cong, you You're mistaken! That's not what I mean He He really wants to be your friend and brother

Snow quickly stopped her husband and CongGang tit for tat. And there are so many children here, it's not good to fight.

"Yes, Mr. Song, my brother Lang, he really wants us to be brothers!" Baimo immediately took the words of xueluo.

"It's just a joke..."

Feng xinglangla snorted in a long voice, "Baimo, like Cong Gang, who has eaten the last meal and doesn't know if he can eat the next meal I don't know which day I'll be dead in the street. We'll be brothers with him. Thanks! And he's not qualified for that! " Just now, he was still raising Cong Gang's Feng Xinglang. As soon as his breath changed, he immediately stepped on Cong gang in the dust.