Chapter 1873: Love Letter 78

The taste of waiting is not good.

Feng Xinglang's inner suffering and tightness on his body made Feng Xinglang feel a little uncomfortable.

A cigarette was bitten between the thin lips, slowly lit, took a deep breath, and then took it away from the lips with the fingers of the bone joint. After a long time, it spit out the lingering smoke; Lonely, vomiting is still lonely.

Feng Xinglang is not used to waiting for someone. But sometimes the cruel reality forced him to wait!

In retrospect, it is really incredible: he was waiting for the woman named Lin Xueluo for five years in the torment day after day and year after year.

Fortunately, the result made his waiting worthwhile!

His woman is back, but also brought back the love crystal of him and her!

To some extent, the emergence of a new life, son Nono, has eliminated most of the hatred and depression in Feng Xinglang's heart!

There is also the woman's persistence and persistence for love, which subtly infected him, making him want to lay down the past with her and embrace the future.

A woman's tenacity and beauty are like the warm sun that penetrates deep into Feng Xinglang's soul, slowly soothing his hatred ...

In addition to love, affection ... seems to need something else, something similar to friendship!

Although someone in Feng Xinglang's mind has always been a bodyguard or a follower, it is at best a function of a shield or bulletproof jacket!

But now he is waiting for such a person! And that dog thing may not give him that face!

The smoke ran out between his fingers, and he was too lazy to use the ashtray near him, pressing it directly on the side bracket.

Perhaps this way of messing up and messing up can slightly offset his dryness and irritation from waiting.

How dare you come!

In the dark, a pair of gloomy eyes glanced at someone on the sofa; silence was like a silent sculpture.

Except for those eyes ... the gloomy but dazzling eyes of jumping light ... extra vivid!

Give him ninety-nine times to brush his face and leave himself with the dignity of the last step!

Are you experiencing dignity now?

It doesn't seem like that!

I feel like I have never seen dignity in the eyes of this bastard!

Since there is no dignity in the eyes of this **** ... then he can only find dignity by himself!

Perhaps from the moment he re-entered Shencheng, there is no dignity anymore!

What are you doing back? Is it a shield for him? Or body armor? Or maybe he was vented from his manic heart by a few words of abuse from time to time?

See you now? Are you provoking him? But how did it feel like he was being sarcastic!

If he doesn't come, he can't help himself! Is not it?

But Cong Gang is still here! Here comes the ghost!

It feels like that little dignity is gone at this moment!

Since he dares to come ... does that have to bear some consequences? So that he dare not come again next time?

...

Feng Xinglang waited patiently for more than three hours. He is patient, but he is on the verge of mania.

Judging from the scattered cigarette butts and ashes on the ground, it should be just trying to endure the dissatisfaction and anger that will soon erupt.

At the moment Feng Xinglang was about to get up, he suddenly felt a cloudy wind behind him attacking him; perhaps because of a sedentary reason, Feng Xinglang turned around a little slower, and when he turned his head, a black The hood of his head was put on his head without any errors, and immediately he fell into darkness!

"Cong Gang ... Cong Gang! What the **** are you doing?"

Feng Xinglang struggled to start trying to tear off the black hood that was put on his head; but when he stood up, his hand was clipped by the person behind him to his back, and then he was overwhelmed on the ground by homeopathy. .

"Cong Gang! Cong Gang! Are you **** real?"

Feng Xinglang struggled several times, but couldn't struggle to break the **** of the attackers.

"You're Fengxing Lang?"

In the ear, a low baritone came. It sounds familiar to me, but I can't remember it for a while! But Feng Xinglang can be sure: this voice will never be Cong Gang.

Although Feng Xinglang's eyes were dark, he could feel that there should be at least two people in the living room. One is suppressing him, the other is talking to him.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Feng Xinglang asked sternly.

"I'm a bit tight lately ... I'm going to rob!"

This person said hurriedly. Robbing Feng Xinglang is a common occurrence.

"I'm afraid you're the wrong target!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "What is your relationship with Cong Gang's dog thing? Let him come out and see me!"

The smart door that brushes his face will automatically lock after a few seconds after opening; since they can come in, Feng Xinglang's first reaction is: this guy should be with Cong Gang! Otherwise you can't come in here!

"Are you the **** of Hetun?"

This person did not answer Feng Xinglang's anger, but was more interested in Feng Xinglang's life.

"Cong Gang just sent you?" Feng Xinglang asked angrily again.

It seems that two people can't talk together at all. They are answering all questions.

"Since you are an illegitimate son of Hetun, how could you become Feng Yishan's son?"

"Did your mother send Cong Gang? What does he want to do with a dog thing?" Feng Xinglang roared angrily.

"Don't be so excited! We just want to ask Hetun for a ransom, and it won't hurt you!"

The people in turn comforted Feng Xinglang, who was emotional.

"Where did Cong Gang die? Let him come out to see me!"

Feng Xing Langton hissed lowly: "Cong Gang, I know you are here! You dare to touch me and try!"

Feng Xinglang was just struggling, and the strength of his knees around his waist softened.

"Who is Cong Gang, I'm not interested in knowing! I just need to know that you are an illegitimate child in Hetun ... it's worth it!"

This person deliberately bit the three words ‘illegitimate child’ over and over again, and heard Feng Xinglang's anger and anger.

"Cong Gang, I X you **** fucking!" Feng Xinglang made a few scolds again.

...

As soon as I fell asleep and woke up with the snow falling naturally, I just opened my eyes and moved a few bones, and the mobile phone that was put on the chaise longue rang.

So early, who's calling it?

After Xue Luo yawned a few times, she got up lazily to get it.

I did not expect that it was Cong Gang who called her!

Didn't she just hang up her phone yesterday? Why did you call her again?

Guy with a hard heart and a soft mouth! But if you know what's wrong, you can change and be kind; at the moment you answer the phone, Xue Luo has forgiven him!

"Brother Cong, good morning ..."