Chapter 358: Have a nice date!

Three minutes later, the two men returned to business.

"Are you sure you want to date Lan Youyou?" Cong Gang asked.

"Well! Beautiful women can always please men's hearts! Not to mention Lan Youyou is still the kind of superb fetish." Feng Xinglang said indifferently.

"I wish you a good date!"

Cong just stood up and turned to leave.

"You have to follow me!"

Feng Xinglang gave orders.

"I'm not interested in beauties! Let's just entertain yourself." Cong Gang didn't look back.

What Cong Gang did not want to do, any persecution by Feng Xinglang was useless. Cong Gang is not the same as Ye Shinian. He will choose to completely confess the tasks given to him.

Feng Xinglang once again felt that after he leveled Hetun, he really needed to deconstruct the bridge and unload the donkeys just after crossing the river!

Not only did Cong Gang not set off his radiant image like Ye Shinian, but from time to time he sang anti-contradictions and bitches!

The anesthetic on the body had passed, and the pain turned back, causing Feng Xinglang to breathe cold for a while.

Feng Xinglang really wanted Cong Gang to give him a few shots of Du Lengding, but Cong Gang's guy had no idea where he was going.

With Cong Gang's departure, his haunted house became more like a haunted house, as if there were chills everywhere.

Feng Xinglang stood up strenuously, and every time he took a step, his body would strongly feedback his clamoring pain.

Only a dozen steps away from the sofa to the gate, Feng Xinglang was already a thin sweat.

Can think of the woman with blood all over her body, Feng Xinglang took a deep breath, opened the door of the villa and went out with a rush.

Late autumn is also early winter.

The cold was aggressive. Especially the injured body has a deeper experience.

Feng Xinglang likes the feeling of strong wind passing through the Hungarian chamber. But the strong wind at this moment was biting.

Long trails, covered by layers of fallen leaves. With a touch of desolation on the beauty.

Maybe fallen leaves are unwilling to fall from the high branches, but they are unable to fight the laws of nature!

The fallen leaves still knew that their arms could not twist their thighs, but some people did not!

Or do you know, just don't want to just fate like that!

Feng Xinglang saw a black Cayenne parked at the head of the trail. The smooth shape looks pretty pleasing to the eye.

Feng Xinglang's lips slightly evoked a seemingly faint smile. He knew that the Cayenne was prepared for him.

"Thanks."

Feng Xinglang waved toward the flash. He knew Cong Gang was hiding in a horned owl and could see him.

After getting on the car, I found that it was a modified car. On the console, there are two mobile phones.

Feng Xing Langmo for a while, picked up one of the mobile phones, and called the housekeeper Mo.

"Old Mo, stabilize my brother! Even if the sky is falling, he will not be allowed to leave the White Mansion."

"Good second master! Hey ..."

The housekeeper Mo sighed, and seemed to stop talking.

"What's wrong, Mo?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"Master Master's mood is very unstable. After talking to you on the phone in the morning, I almost couldn't breathe. Fortunately, Father Bai has an oxygen inhaler."

Feng Xing Langmer. More dryness breeded, anger accumulating between his sturdy eyebrows.

"Old Mo, give me the phone."

"The young master just fell asleep ..."

"wake him up!"

"Well, I'll call it."

Mr. Mo took the mobile phone and walked to Feng Lixin's side. It seemed that he heard something, and Feng Lixin, who had slept lightly, had woke up by himself.

"Old Mo, is Xinglang's phone?"

"Master Er asked you to answer the phone!"

"Xinglang, where are you? Where is Xueluo?" Feng Lixin is like this, and he will never finish.

"I'm on my way to see Lan Youyou for negotiation! Your younger brother, Lin Xueluo, has been tortured by Lan Youyou as an adult. Brother, you said, how can I kill Lan Youyou to be reasonable?

Feng Xinglang didn't hide it, but he told the whole thing that just happened or was about to happen.

Feng Lixin was silent. A long silence.

"Xinglang, then be careful!"

In the end, Feng Lixin ended with this sentence.

This time, Feng Lixin did not speak to her brother Feng Xinglang to ask for Lan Youyou.

Her blue life is precious, and Xue Luo's life is also precious!

In the face of life, everyone is equal!

Xue Luo has paid a lot for Feng Family! She should not be treated like this! From beginning to end, Xue Luo is an innocent person outside!

The phone was returned to Mo butler.

"Old Mo, take good care of my brother! No matter what happens, don't leave the White House! Remember!"

"Knowing Master Er, please rest assured, I will take care of Master Young."

"Well! Then turn around and walk to the window, throw your cell phone into the carp pond! Now!"

"Good master two ... you have to be careful! Master and I are waiting for you and your wife to pick us up and return home!"

After speaking, the housekeeper Mo obeyed the order of the second master Feng Xinglang and threw the mobile phone in his hand from the second floor into the carp pond in Bai Gongguan.

Mo steward knows: This is the second master Feng Xinglang wants to break all the connection between the young master Feng Lixin and the outside world!

This is for the young master Feng Lixin!

So Mo steward did!

Hetun wants Feng Xinglang to do multiple choice questions. But now he has only one Lin Xueluo in his hand, which is not a complete selection project.

Therefore, Hetun will certainly try to find and grasp Feng Lixin in order to complete his hobby of making multiple choice questions for others.

Feng Lixin's connection with the outside world was cut off, which also ensured Feng Lixin's safety from one side!

******

When Feng Xinglang came to Yuelai Tea Restaurant, Lan Youyou hadn't arrived yet.

The pain in the ribs dampened Feng Xinglang's tight shirt. But the thought of the **** woman, he only pressed the pressure to move the ribs of the micro-operation.

The dark red Maserati makes the blue beauty more fashionable and avant-garde.

A sapphire blue skirt covered her sloppy figure.

Lan Youyou saw the man sitting against the window at a glance.

Feng Xinglang was drinking coffee elegantly, as if the pain on his body did not affect his calmness.

After seeing Lan Youyou, Feng Xinglang made a hooking action towards her, with a wicked spirit that seemed familiar.

Lan Youyou walked over and sat opposite Feng Xinglang.

"What about Cong Gang? Why didn't that pug come out with you master?"

Another purpose of Lan Youyou's trip: to catch Cong Gang.

Outside the door of this tea restaurant, there are people who are waiting for Cong Gang. Just solving Cong, it is equivalent to breaking Feng Xinglang's hands and feet.

"This is a date between the two of us. What did the man who mentioned that shame do!"

Feng Xinglang was humorous.

"What does Mr. Feng want to talk to me about? What about Lin Xueluo's white lotus?"