Chapter 1994: Loving father!

"Big bug!"

The little boy immediately dropped his magic wand and other things, and flew towards the dear who was eating earlier.

Feng Xinglang, who had no appetite, directly lost the chopsticks in his hand and picked up the little son who rushed over. The father and son went out so happily.

"Boy, do you like big bugs so much?"

Feng Xing Lang Yan arched the little guy's neck and made the little guy chuckle and laughed, "No matter how much you like him, it's no use, he can't be your dear! I'm your only dear! Call out soon!" Best dad '! "

"Hi dear!"

"It's the best!"

"Hi dear!"

"Best dad ... OK!"

"Big bugs are the best!"

"He's such a P! Dog stuff, he can't have a son by himself, so he knows to lie to Feng Xinglang's pro-son!"

"Daddy ... bad! Worst!"

The little guy knew that the **** dad was scolding the bug again.

"Smelly boy, go so far with your father and father, I won't take you to see that dog thing!" Feng Xinglang was so angry.

The little guy twisted his small body and went down to walk on his own.

"Oh, stinky boy, did you really get in touch with your dad? Is it P-itch?"

Definitely can't bear to fight. Even though Feng Xinglang now has three biological children, each child is his heart.

If you want to hit it, hit it. What is it? Along the way, Ba Song drove the car into Qibei Mountain City in the quarrel between their father and son. Until Bentley stopped in front of the villa, Feng Xinglang did not see him.

"Shit boy, scream 'Daddy is the best', otherwise Daddy's going to turn around and go back!"

Come again! Really convinced Feng Xinglang's ink in childcare! It's simply a loving father!

I ’ve already reached my destination. How could there be a reason to go back? The little guy used his own brain to hit his father and his father with a tall nose bridge ...

Feng Xinglang subconsciously tilted his head back, and his arms were loosened a little; the little boy immediately twisted from his father's arms, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he ran to the villa with his legs spread.

"Zoo, you slow down! Don't hit the door ... Daddy hasn't brushed his face yet!"

Is the villa's door open? But weikang they are not there! Is it the door that the dog thing opened?

So attentive? It seems that this is the rhythm of wanting to end him.

By the time Feng Xinglang chased into the villa, the younger son had already run away.

In the hot weather, Feng Xinglang was panting when he climbed from the first floor to the third floor.

His mouth didn't stop: "This dog thing, in such a hot day, don't take a walk downstairs, can it be necessary to grill the corpse on the balcony?"

When Feng Xinglang came up to the third floor, he found that the shaded balcony had something special: several unknown green leafy plants with lush foliage, which almost covered most of the east and south windows, which was particularly refreshing. Looking at it is also comfortable.

The little guy was in Cong Gang's arms and was holding a fork with his little hand to eat the vegetables and fruits and crystal steamed dumplings on the plate. It should have been just made, and the little boy was slightly hot while eating.

"Sure enough, you are so busy!"

Feng Xinglang hummed and sat down on the opposite rattan chair. Squint just looked down on Cong Gang, so high.

Cong Gang just ignored Feng Xinglang, and patiently separated the crystal steamed dumplings one by one for the little guy in order to dissipate heat faster.

"Given that you are so busy, I will let you take the bugs for a few days to relieve boredom! You have to take care of his eating and drinking Lhasa! The food must be rich and nutritious, don't fool him with these fast foods! Just like this Dumplings, too sloppy ... "

Feng Xinglang leaned over, took a crystal steamed dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, and he found that the taste was really good. They couldn't help but ate the second one, the third one ... Seeing that the younger son had eaten so happily, he retracted his hand again.

"And we must also pay attention to the good physical and mental health of the insects, and we must not scold them! We must understand everything and be emotional!"

Feng Xinglang lost a fairy tale book in his pocket and said, "Set up a task for you: you have to teach the bugs to tell the story in this book! I'll take a spot check at that time!"

When Cong arrived, there was no response, but the response of the Fengzhe kid was not small: he picked up the fairy tale book and left directly downstairs!

"Boy, are you going to rebel ?!"

Seeing his own good intentions, he was ruined in this way, and Feng Xinglang became angry instantly.

Feng Xinglang rushed over and wanted to grab a small thing, and raised his right hand high ... This time he really pumped it hard!

However, he did not hit the son's small P stock, but he hit Cong Gang's side cheekbone.

It wasn't Cong Gang's heartache for the small thing that hit him, but Feng Xinglang deliberately exasperated the anger at Cong Gang!

"Feng Xinglang, what did you do to me? Is it intentional?"

"Badly missed!"

"You can't hit such a big target ... you're blind!"

"Do you think I'm willing to hit you? I still have pain in my palm!"

Feng Xinglang's palm hit against Cong Gang's hard bones, shaking his palms straight.

Cong Gang was too lazy to deal with the rogue Feng Xinglang, so he took the small thing out of his arms with a clear face: "worm, go downstairs and pick up the fairy tale book!"

"Don't ... don't learn!" The little guy was tired and crooked again, and wanted to crawl and sit in Cong Gang's arms again.

"Then go back with your dear!" Cong Gang's eyes grew colder.

The little boy immediately slumped and ran downstairs. Of course not to go home with your dad, but to obediently pick up the fairy tale book.

Subsequently, Cong Gang's eyes fell on Feng Xinglang, with a faint cry: "It's your turn!"

"What's my turn?"

Feng Xinglang did not go up to Xin Conggang's words, but leaned down to look at the younger son who went downstairs to pick up the fairy tale book. I'm afraid that small things will fall on the empty stairs or get hurt if I touch them.

"I let Ba Song wait for you under the mountain! You have to run down the mountain and use your own legs!"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, who was gradually becoming more and more body. "Of course, you can use your limbs to roll down the mountain!"

Sure enough, the Bentley from Ba Song was no longer under the villa.

Eat inside and out! Really listen to his master! No matter how good he is to him, he is not familiar with it!

"Caterpillar, are you boring? Is it fun to play with me like this?" Feng Xinglang got angry.

After admiring Cong Gang's eyes, Feng Xinglang took out his mobile phone and called Ba Song.

Thinking that without Basong that traitor, he could find another driver to drive over. However, when he tried to dial a few numbers, he found that there was no signal at all.

"If you are bored, you can choose to hug your little son, and the father and son will climb down the mountain together!"

Cong just faintly muttered, looking thoughtfully into the clear sky in front of him.

"Cong Gang, I accidentally hit you just now, and you just tortured me like this? Why is your vengeance so strong?"

Feng Xinglang's limbs are really lazy lately. Can sit and never stand.

But it ’s not fat at all, it ’s a lot of fleshy; but someone just has to live with him!