"Godfather, I didn't work hard I can take care of you 24 hours a day. "
Yan Wujin repeated this sentence again.
I can't hear the meaning of acetic acid.
"Fifteen is older than you. You need to grow up well."
At that time, Feng Xinglang didn't care too much about Yan's words. He was only regarded as a child competing for favor.
Feng Shiwu knows that Yan wutsui is dissatisfied with him, but his dissatisfaction belongs to dissatisfaction. Yan wutsui can't help him for the time being.
"Is Yan unharmed?"?! Why are you here again? "
When Feng Lin came downstairs to see Yan unharmed, it was a glance with white eyes.
She doesn't hate Yan Wuhao very much. She thinks that he is too obsequious with her and her father!
"I'll give Godfather and you breakfast!"
Yan wutsui replied with a smile.
He knew that Wan Wan's younger sister liked Feng Shiwu, but he was still not reconciled. Why did Lin Wan make such a choice!
What's worse than Feng 15?
In terms of his life experience, family background, character and knowledge, Yan Wujin really doesn't feel that he, the son born of a noble, is worse than the one born in the haze of Feng Shiwu!!
But wanwan's younger sister just likes to be a lower?!
"If you don't pay attention to anything, you will either cheat or steal!" Lin Wan murmured.
Then he said to daddy and Feng Shiwu with a smile, "good morning, daddy; good morning, brother Shiwu!"
"Late, don't talk so hard to your brother who is all right!"
Feng Xinglang reprimanded lightly, "you're all right. My brother sent you and daddy early in the morning. How chilling your attitude is!"
"Don't care about godfather, late sister is joking with me!"
Yan unharmed is still smiling. I feel quite honest.
The implication is that there is no offensive kind of it!!!
"Then I won't eat the breakfast he sent me!"?! Hum
Lin Wan snorted and turned to the kitchen to find something to eat in the refrigerator.
It's not so strong!
"This girl is really spoiled by me!"
Feng Xinglang sighed to Yan Wuhu.
Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's opinion, her daughter is so stubborn, which is a manifestation of personality.
For Feng Xinglang, who dotes on his daughter, what she does is right.
As long as it is not a mistake in principle, he can accept and identify with it.
Feng Xiaochong has quietly put breakfast on the table.
When Feng Shiwu asked CongGang out of the guest room, Yan Wuyang was shocked again: even the master was there?
If you don't know the relationship between master CongGang and Godfather fengxinglang, you think Godfather fengxinglang is under house arrest.
"Master, are you there?"
Yan wutsui smiles. But the smile is obviously unnatural.
It can be seen that Yan is still afraid of CongGang.
It's a fear in the bones!
"I'll bring breakfast to your godfather in the morning? How filial
Generally speaking, Cong Gang doesn't like to talk to people.
To be able to speak to Yan Wujin must have brought a certain purpose.
"I've got your breakfast, too. Come and have it together."
From his flattering words, it is not hard to recognize that his EQ is not as simple and honest as he seems.
This is what Cong Gang said.
But Feng Xinglang didn't care about Cong Gang's tips.
He glanced at Cong Gang's back, then at his silent little son;
"bug, where's your little girlfriend?"
Feng Xiaochong looked up at CongGang and flattened his mouth. "Da Kangkang took him back to the base! So the bug can take good care of you! "
It is almost obvious how reluctant the last sentence is.
"What? An'an was taken back to the training base by Weikang? "
Feng Xinglang repeated his younger son's words and looked at Cong Gang, who seemed to be a little depressed.
"Are you all right, worm? Ann is a big girl. How can you let her be alone with a rough old man in Weikang? You don't have the heart
If you want to say that Feng Xinglang cares about Cong An'an, you must be concerned.
However, Cong An'an is the girlfriend of his youngest son.
"Weikang is not as bold as you think!"
Cong Gang took a sip of millet porridge and said, "he doesn't dare to touch Cong Gang's daughter!"
"Dead bug, you don't think it's right!"
Feng Xinglang said with a low shrill voice, "hormones are not things that can be controlled if you want to control them! If you want Wei Kang to be really bold, it's too late for you to cry! "Feng Xiaochong, after listening to daddy's words, seems to have the following!
Can daddy get Ann back?!
"My own daughter, I can handle it myself!"
Cong Gang gave a faint sound. It gives people the feeling that oil and salt do not enter the type.
But the degree of fengxinglang's egotism is obviously more stubborn than Cong Gang's.
"Cong Gang, An'an is not only your Cong Gang's daughter, but also my prospective daughter-in-law!! I'm also responsible for her personal safety! "
Feng Xinglang directly threw his mobile phone to Cong Gang, "call Weikang quickly and ask him to send An'an here!"
Cong gang did not pay attention to Feng Xinglang, but went on to drink his millet porridge.
"If you don't fight, I will fight! You don't want your own daughter, and I want my daughter-in-law! "
Feng Xinglang then dials Weikang.
At this moment, Weikang is already doing physical training with Cong An'an.
Er, Feng Xinglang's call? It seems that he found his daughter-in-law missing!
In fact, Weikang does not want Feng Xinglang to take cong'an away from the base.
With cong'an accompanying him, Weikang is not so lonely.
"Hello, Mr. Feng, what's your instruction this morning?"
Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to reply, Wei Kang said sarcastically, "there are so many people around you, do you still want to call me? I'm in a bad mood today. You can't help it! "
"Wei Kang, who dared you to talk to me like that?"
Feng Xinglang gave a cold hum. Because Wei Kang's words made him feel bad.
"Come on, chief executive, it's not easy for me to use your swagger!"
Wei Kang's attitude towards Feng Xinglang is really one!
"I won't talk to you! Send Cong An'an back to Feng's home as soon as possible! "
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly in the tone of command.
"Your orders don't work! It's up to my boss! "
Wei Kang hummed and delivered a bottle of vitamin C water to Cong An'an.
"That's what your boss means."
Feng Xinglang glanced at CongGang, who was still drinking millet porridge.
"Well, I'll talk about it when I get a call from my boss."
At the end of his speech, without waiting for Feng Xinglang to respond, Wei Kang hung up on him directly.
Feng Xinglang, who was hung up by Weikang, was very upset and angry. But CongGang, who was quietly drinking millet porridge, was even more angry!
So, the next second, Feng Xinglang poured the milk in his cup into CongGang's millet bowl. It's just such a ruffian Mentally handicapped!