Chapter 2242

Feng Linnuo, who was assassinated by his father, immediately shut up and focused on driving.

Perhaps it is to cherish such a rare time, the off-road vehicle drives very smoothly.

"I only want ANN, not Ann's dowry." Feng Xiaochong expressed his attitude.

"I don't want to marry you! It's annoying

Before Feng Xiaochong's words were heard, he was beaten in the face by Cong An'an.

"Ann, what do you think of me?"

Feng Linnuo asked confidently. If you want to be the son-in-law of a big caterpillar, he will be happy to wait for Cong An'an to grow up.

"Not so much!"

Cong'an took on a small feeling of indignation.

Just now, she has been reflecting on her father's meaning of "being used without knowing".

I think I should be used by this big nono. He pestered daddy by sending himself home.

Cong An'an realized again: this little bug family is a nuisance! It's the same with the three little bugs he gave birth to! Including the Fenglin evening who always wanted to please himself!

There is a little Cong an an is very confused: why do small insects call small insects? And her father is called big bug? Shouldn't she be called bug?

Fortunately, a little bug is called a little bug, otherwise let her call it a little bug She didn't really like the name!

"Ah, big nono is so sad!" Feng Linnuo amuses Cong An'an in anger.

"Big nono, drive your car well! Or my father will kill you again! It's itchy, isn't it

Feng Xiaochong can't see big nono always making fun of his An'an, so he hums.

"Ha ha ha I'm learning like my father! "

Feng Xinglang's favorite hand came to wipe his little son's head.

Cong gang was silent, just listening to the noise of three little ones and one big one.

Passing by someone's side light is especially peaceful.

In a trance, they are in their infancy.

The off-road vehicle drove smoothly into the living area of Yulong city.

I thought the two children would be sleepy until the SUV stopped in Yulong city. They were both energetic.

Waiting in the living area is Xing Shiwu.

Xing Shiwu, who is two years older than Lin Nuo, is already a beautiful young man. Thin body, looks refined and immortal.

"Adoptive father."

Seeing Feng Xinglang from the co pilot, he immediately came forward to welcome him.

"Long time no see You are handsome again

Feng Xinglang got out of the car and looked at Xing Shiwu with satisfaction. Then he hugged him in his arms.

Xing shiwuhui embraces Feng Xinglang, with a slight tremor of excitement, "thank you, adoptive father."

Xing Shiwu wanted to call Feng Xinglang "father" directly, but for some reasons, he could only call Feng Xinglang "adoptive father".

After seeing Cong Gang getting off from the back row, he immediately pushed away from Kaifeng Xinglang's arms.

"Mr. Songtai, Salman Khan is waiting for you in the private room." Xing Shiwu stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Thank you very much."

Cong Gang light should be a, then toward the southeast side of the business area.

Seeing that Xing Shiwu was following him, he immediately ordered, "you don't have to follow. Please serve your adoptive father and brother well."

"Yes, Mr. somtai." Xing Shiwu should be respectful.

Seeing Cong Gang leave, Feng Xinglang's eyes are slightly deep. He asks Xing Shiwu in a quiet voice: "when did you obey him?"

"Mr. Songtai is your adoptive father's good friend. Of course, he is treated as a VIP!" Xing Shiwu deserves wisdom.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Xing Shiwu, "OK, don't play with these empty heads with me! By the way, how's Yan Wujin doing? "

After Yan bang and his wife passed away, Feng Xinglang would often come to Yulong city to see Yan unharmed. Only in recent years. After all, he has three children to accompany and support, and his energy is limited.

Perhaps there is a more important reason: the longer Yan Wuhu grows, the more he looks like Yan Bang who died!

"My studies are good. Shao Yuanjun takes care of the daily life. "

Xing Shiwu has been living in Yulong city with Yan Wujin for several years.

At the same time, it is also monitoring Yan's healthy growth.

With the growth of age, Yan wutsui will hear some rumors more or less. He always thought that Xing Shiwu was from Hetun. And Hetun is the one who killed his parents.

There is: Xing 15, like him, is Feng Xinglang's son!

"Nono, you take insect and An'an to see you first

Feng Xinglang wants to go to the business area to see the Indian named what Khan Cong just met.

"Daddy bug, Ann wants to be with you."

Cong An'an came up and took Feng Xinglang's hand. She can feel that Feng Xinglang should go to Daddy."Ann, let me accompany you to find the big bug." Fengchongchong also took a step forward.

"You stay for me!" Cong an was angry, "or I'll beat you!"

"Come on, I'd better go with you to see Yan Wuhao."

Feng Xinglang gives up the plan to go to the business area to find CongGang. I haven't seen Yan unharmed for a long time. He really missed that boy.

"It's all your fault!"

Cong an angrily stares at Feng Xiaochong, and some reluctantly keeps up with the pace of Feng Xinglang.

Just to the elevator door, a strong and strong figure will fly out of the elevator.

"Godfather!"

Yan Wuhu, 15, is already a strong young man who is nearly one meter eight.

Good continuation of Yan Bang's strong physique, tall and powerful.

Feng chongchong, who is two years younger than him, is like a child who has not yet begun to develop.

Feng Xinglang embraces Yan wutsui's strong body steadily. He has the illusion of embracing Yan bang.

"Godfather, why don't you come to see me all right?"

Yan Wujin, only 15 years old, has some complaints. After all, he is only a child.

"It's coming! I specially brought your brother and younger brother and sister to see you! "

Feng Xinglang is wise. What he said is very beautiful.

"Godfather, I miss you so much

Yan wutsui buried his head in Feng Xinglang's shoulder socket, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Godfather wants to be OK, too!"

Feng Xinglang patted Yan unharmed on the shoulder. "They are all big and small guys. How can they still stick to people?"

"Godfather, let Wuhao hold you a little longer! When Godfather comes back to see me, I don't know how long it will take! "

Yan wutsui tightens his arms and holds Feng Xinglang tighter.

Feng Linnuo frowned: when he was thinking about the caterpillar, his father was also thought about by other people's children? But also come more direct, more sharp!

He is a transparent man! He'll be jealous, too, OK?!

"Come on, Yan is all right! If you want to hold my father, you can give me a million dollars a second. Take the money first

Feng Linnuo wants to pull Yan Wujin apart, but he underestimates Yan Wujin's brute force. Leng is to pull him and his father Feng Xinglang together, but they can't pull the tightly unharmed Le Bao.

It wasn't until Xing Shiwu's hand that Yan was pulled away from Feng Xinglang.

"Yan Wujin, what kind of feed did you eat? As strong as a calf

Feng Linnuo hit Yan Wuhu's chest, but Yan Wuhu could not move.

Yan wutsui has no time to answer the provocative Feng Linnuo, but has been staring at the godfather Feng Xinglang, "godfather, have you had dinner? Shall I ask the cook to make you something you like to eat? "

"Well, good."

The sound should be good. It can also be regarded as a piece of filial piety to complete Yan unharmed.

"Then you go to the rest room and I'll ask the cook to do it now."

Words sound just fall, Yan unharmed then ran out of the living area.

Xing Shiwu took Feng Xinglang and other people to the rest room. To be exact, it should be a family suite. The Chinese style of decoration is full of the retro flavor of the ancient style.

There is almost no trace of the past.

Perhaps the only trace Yan Bang left behind is his Yan unharmed!

Now I want to come, I made Yan unharmed with Nina. It's really God's will.

"Adoptive father, are you hurt?" Xing 15 sent a cup of appetizer tea to Feng Xinglang.

"What hurt?"

Feng Xinglang glanced at Xing Shiwu, "the decoration is good! As I get older, I like the Chinese style more and more! "

Looking at the slippers that Cong an an was familiar with from the porch, Feng Xing Lang Wei narrowed his eyes.

He asked Xing Shiwu in a quiet voice, "does Mr. Songtai often come here?"

"Mr. Songtai occasionally brings insects and An'an to practice." Xing Shiwu answered truthfully.

"Practice? What kind of practice? "

Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows and said, "what's the good practice for two children to come to such a luxurious place?"

He thinks it's not suitable practice for children!

"It's like a game of tracking and catching people! Just show them a picture and ask them to look for this person in the business area! " Xing Shiwu explained.

“……” Feng Xinglang: maybe only Cong Gang's freak can train children who have not yet grown up to play this kind of abnormal game!

"You should pay more attention to the safety of two children!"

Feng Xinglang said. There is no comment on Cong Gang's behavior.

"Don't worry, adoptive father. That's for sure." Xing Shiwu smiles.

Feng Xinglang didn't answer. He slowly raised Xing Shiwu's hand. At first glance, there is nothing unusual about that hand, but when you pinch it gently, you will find that one of the middle fingers is artificial.It was cut off by Hetun on a cruise ship in celesto.

At that time, the boy was only eight or nine years old, but he Tun was taken as his grandson's substitute. Fortunately, Xing Shiwu's life was saved, but there was still a child

Feng Xinglang holds Xing Shiwu's hand in the palm of his hand and gently touches it. The action is very gentle.

"Why, your broken finger is the same as it is!" Feng Linnuo reached out to pinch.

But he was opened by his father, "smelly boy, if it wasn't for him, you would be the one with your fingers cut off!"

"It's not the same person! There's no way

Although Feng Linnuo and two fake Xing Shiwu experienced the bloody incident together, under the halo of Hetun's grandson, he has long forgotten!

"Does it still hurt?" Feng Xinglang asked lovingly.

"It doesn't hurt for a long time."

Xing Shiwu gave a handsome smile. He took his hand out of Feng Xinglang's palm and didn't want to make him too sad.

"Adoptive father, please squint and have a rest. I'll call you after supper."

"Well Good

Xing shiwutuo, holding Feng Xinglang's upper body, slowly lay on the sofa and covered it with a thin blanket. Being needed, being loved The feeling was subtle and tender.