Chapter 2221

"You'll have to go back after the noodles, anyway!"

Cong An'an hummed. He didn't like to see feng Xinglang who came uninvited.

In the face of a little girl who constantly contradicts himself and is also his future daughter-in-law, Feng Xinglang does not show any dissatisfaction or anger, but always moistens the smile on his handsome face.

No anger, no prestige, no haughtiness!

For the people he wants to love, Feng Xinglang will use his unique wisdom and humor to resolve.

This is Feng Xinglang's personal charm!

"Ann, do you think godfather's stay here will steal your father's limelight? Although you don't admit it, you always think I'm better than your dad? Right? "

While eating noodles with a good appetite, Feng Xinglang opens the mode of talking nonsense with Cong An'an.

“……” Cong Gang hooked his lips and kept his silence.

Cong gang has learned from Feng Xinglang's thick skin for so many years When Feng Xinglang suddenly became modest, he would be surprised.

"How can it be? Which of you will be better than my dad? "

Young Cong An'an is still in Feng Xinglang's way. After being stimulated, she begins to strongly refute Feng Xinglang's boasting.

This is exactly what Feng Xinglang expected.

Even if he is refuted by others, it's better for him to go back to sleep alone.

Besides, Cong Gang still has food and drink here Have fun!

In Feng Xinglang's opinion, he is just playing with CongGang and his daughter!

Although this is only his own wishful thinking.

"Let's not talk about inner wisdom and cultivation Just say that my handsome and handsome face has already dumped your father for ten blocks! "

Feng Xinglang sipped the runwei soup that Cong had just handed over, and then he went on to boast.

Cong'an stared at Feng Xinglang for a while, and then began to hum, "but I don't think you are more handsome than my father! My dad is the most handsome and cool man in the world

"Ann, are you unrealistic?! Although I can understand your numb worship of your father, you can't lie with your eyes open

Although Cong An'an has resisted him for so many years, Feng Xinglang can always resolve this embarrassing situation with humor and wisdom.

Whether it's noisy or angry, Feng Xinglang has been very good at it.

Cong Gang listens and looks with a smile In the eye light rippling years quiet good tenderness.

When his daughter an an quarrels with Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang adds some vegetable salad to Feng Xinglang's hand.

In most cases, Feng Xinglang doesn't eat, but occasionally he takes a bite or two by mistake That's enough.

"It's no use saying more! Anyway, my daddy is the most handsome and cool! " Cong an an's discontented hum.

"Yes, godfather, no more! Your daddy is handsome, your daddy is cool! But that's only in your mind! "

Feng Xinglang added a meaningful sentence: "but The eyes of the masses are bright! "

"Bug, do you think my daddy is more handsome and cool, or your bastard daddy is uglier and worse?"

Cong an an pulled the melon eating masses around him to seal the bug.

On the one hand, he was his own father, on the other hand, he was big bug and An'an, but he was not embarrassed at all. He almost answered, "of course..."

"Bug!" The words behind the insect were stopped and swallowed by Cong gang.

Whether Cong gang or Feng Xinglang, they all know the answer Feng chongchong will give.

In order not to affect someone's appetite, Cong Gang stopped the words behind the insect. Well intentioned.

"How many mouthfuls of noodles did your father eat?"

But didn't think Cong gang jumped out of this sentence.

"My dad ate seven. Three of them only ate beef and four of them were mixed with noodles. "

Feng chongchong has a keen insight different from children of the same age. In certain circumstances, he can multitask.

Even if he is concerned about An'an at this time, he can use his spare time to pay attention to the things around him.

“……” Feng Xinglang was stunned: is this question meaningful? How could the youngest son answer so seriously?

"Which bite did your father eat that chicken bone grass?" Cong Gang asked again.

“……” As soon as he heard what grass he had eaten, Feng Xinglang almost spat out the beef willows in his mouth.

"Probably Second bite. " The answer is not very sure.

“……” What was eaten by the second bite?

Feng Xinglang was surprised. But not panic.

Because he absolutely trusted Cong gang and would not poison him or maim him!

But what kind of grass is it? Why does this guy want to eat that for himself?

"Cong Gang, what did you give me to eat?" He asked with a fork in his hand.

"Don't worry, you won't die!"Cong Gang comforted someone who was nervous, and was wary that he would not eat with a fork. "It's a kind of thing that can clear away heat and dampness, disperse blood stasis and relieve pain: it can control stomach pain, rheumatism, bone pain, and bruise pain!"

"Can you stop being so furtive? I'm not sick. What medicine do you want me to take? "

Feng Xinglang continued to eat while hissing discontentedly. He knew Cong Gangyao really wanted to kill him. There were too many opportunities and tactics. It's like making a dish of Italian beef noodles to poison him. It's totally unnecessary.

"What are you doing with my dad? If you don't want to eat, you can go back to your home and make it yourself! "

Cong An'an is dissatisfied with such a little bug Dad: Mingming's father worked so hard to make spaghetti for him to eat, even if he didn't thank him, he was noisy and swearing!

She really loves her father!

"Our father and son are going to leave How boring you are to stare at your father

In fact, Feng Xinglang thinks too much: because the youngest son Feng chongchong will never go with him.

"I don't care if I have fun with my dad! As long as you leave! " Cong an snorted.

Cong Gang slightly lowered his eyelids and seemed to acquiesce to his daughter's order.

But it seems that

The deep meaning in the eyes, it is estimated that no one can understand this life!

"Your father still owes me a life Or should I send him to Zambia to invest in the cobalt Market? The isotope of that thing is radioactive! In a few years, your daddy will be deformed by radiation... "

Feng Xinglang began to intimidate and threaten cong'an, who had been rejecting and resisting her.

"Go, you go! My father is not going Cong an reflexively came up and hugged daddy's arm.

"You don't count! Your dad owes me a life So he has to listen to me! "

Feng Xinglang Yang moved his pretty eyebrows and looked at the tense and serious Cong An'an with a smile.

After sipping her little mouth, Cong an said seriously:

"then I'll do it for my dad Give you my life

Feng Xinglang was slightly shocked: "silly girl, what do I want your life to do? I'll keep you as my daughter-in-law! "

After a little pause, Feng Xinglang said meaningfully: "when will you have a baby with insects Even if you pay back the life your father owes me

These words are a bit of bewitching. The depth of Feng Xinglang's city is something that Cong An'an, an 11-year-old boy, can understand!