Chapter 2006: Want to change

"Don't practice today!"

Cong Gang said abruptly. Then stood up and turned over halfway.

"Really? Are you kind?"

Feng Xinglang wondered slightly: because these days Cong has been changing Faer's plan to toss him, why did he suddenly say that there is no need to practice? No new tricks are brewing!

Cong just didn't speak, and his expression was awful.

"Cong Gang, what's wrong with you? This face looks ugly like a dead father and mother!"

Feng Xinglang felt that Cong Gang seemed a little bit wrong at the moment. I was just half-coaxing and deceiving coaching him to train his muscles, and now suddenly a face condensed, with a serious look.

"I almost forgot, your father and mother died early!" Feng Xinglang humorously.

"Your leg ... is worse than expected! It is estimated that if you are less than fifty, you will be stunned!" Cong Gang said coldly.

"Why? Hehe, didn't you say that I was going to use a wheelchair directly in the morning!"

Feng Xinglang sneered with disapproval, "Why, now it's lame? You don't need to use a wheelchair? Cong Gang, I didn't expect that you still have the potential to be a Jiang Hu Lang! Look at your flicker!"

Feng Xinglang is certainly not convinced. Because his legs can now run and run!

"I'll take it away!"

Cang Gang said quietly and walked out of the gym without looking back.

What came to mind, Feng Xinglang immediately chased after him, "Cong Gang, you **** walked through the door, don't **** climb the window pretending to be a ghost! It doesn't matter if you fall to death, but don't hurt my son!"

Cong Gang seemed deaf to Feng Xinglang's humorous words. Or, at this moment, his mood is so heavy that he doesn't want to say anything more.

Cong Gang said nothing, picked up the little bug that was still asleep, and walked toward the office door.

How can this dog thing turn its face faster than the book? Where did he offend him?

Oversized sunglasses covering half of the face, and a hooded sweater; I saw a feeling of coldness from head to toe!

Watching Ba Song stand respectfully and watch it side by side, other security stands side by side. They always look forward to Ba Song and Xing Shisi.

"Wow, that man is so cool!"

Just after Cong left the line of sight, the secretary's office heard the amazing sound of discussions.

"Is it President Feng's new bodyguard? I think that Ba Song is respectful!"

"I feel that man is like the 2007 agent in the movie! James Bond!"

"It looks like an army brother! A man like that ... is most secure!"

"I'll know if I ask Ba Song in a while! It looks like they know each other!"

But Ba Song's answer was: "The more you know, the faster you will die!" To add a layer of mystery and horror to Cong Gang!

Feng Xinglang, who had just prepared for Liang to rest for a while with the breath left by his younger son, was disturbed by several hurried cell phones.

The call was Xing Shishi.

"What's the matter?" Feng Xinglang was so tired that he wanted to sleep.

"General Feng, fifteen just fled the house, and now I have found it ..."

"Nuo Nuo escaped from the house? Why did he escape from the house? Did your cousin kill him or hit him?" Feng Xinglang asked in angrily.

"Fifteen said ... said you didn't talk about credit!"

"Why don't I talk about credit?" Feng Xinglang was sleepy and big.

"Fifteen said you promised him last night that he would take him to the caterpillar with the little worm today ... he said you didn't matter! Then he ran out by himself!"

"..." I really forgot about it! Feng Xinglang patted his head angrily, "Where is Nono now? You asked him to answer the phone!"

"I found fifteen on Panshan Road in Qibei Mountain City!" Xing Shishi reported truthfully, "but he refused to go back with me ... and didn't want to answer your call!"

"He wants to rebel? Let him answer the phone!" Feng Xinglang raised his voice and snarled.

"Fifteen good ... pick up your dear's call." Xing Shishi sent the mobile phone to Lin Nuo, who was committing a crime.

"I won't answer! No, he won't be my eldest son, and I won't be his dear!" The little guy shouted on the phone.

Feng Xinglang was not only physically tired, but his head was about to explode. The little cricket that she spoiled with her tears must continue to spoil.

"Nuo Nuo, it's my dad! My dad has forgotten for a while ... I'm sorry, my big son!"

In general, Feng Xinglang is a rare and good father. It was his own fault, and he was still able to surrender the identity and face of his dad and apologize to his children.

"But you remember sending Brother Worm to Big Caterpillar every day!"

The little guy's angry tone brought a little sobbing, "I'm not fighting with Brother Bugs! I just want you to talk!"

"Sorry ... Daddy will pick you up and take you to Big Caterpillar!"

The eldest son was crying, and Feng Xinglang followed. In his mind, the three children were his heart. He will be distressed if he is unhappy or hurt.

"The big caterpillar is not at home! I'll wait for him here! Wait until he comes back!" The little guy cried even more.

Of course, Feng Xinglang is inconvenient to say: The dead bug was just here with him, and now he should be on his way back.

"That dad calls the big caterpillar now, and hurries him back!"

After hanging up Xing Shishi's phone, Feng Xinglang immediately called Cong Gang again.

The dead Cong just didn't answer his call; it didn't get through until the fourth time Feng Xinglang called.

"How did you answer the phone?" Feng Xinglang's angrily anger.

"I'm in a bad mood ... I don't want to answer!" Cong Gang snorted coldly. It sounds really bad.

"... Nuo Nuo went to you! You quickly go back!" Feng Xinglang urged.

"I'm busy! I don't have time to go back tonight!" Cong Gang murmured coldly.

"You're busy! I'll leave me no matter what you're busy! Hurry back to Qi Beishancheng to receive Nono! Did you hear?" Feng Xinglang growled fiercely.

"Let him wait!"

Leaving this cold words, Cong just hung up Feng Xinglang's phone.

When Feng Xinglang called again, Cong Gang's cell phone could not be reached.

What's wrong with this dog thing? How dare to neglect his son, Feng Xinglang? Feng Xinglang's heart hangs over a few heads: the older son is having a little emotion; the younger son doesn't know where he was taken by Cong Gang's dog stuff; the daughter doesn't know if he is drinking milk lately Sleep ... the company can't finish processing

Business!

After a half-minute pause, Feng Xinglang still got up from the soft and cool bed and rushed to Qibei Mountain City to pick up his little ancestor first. Xing Shishi was stung for a while by the guilty kid: biting and kicking again! Playing cat and mouse games with Xing Shishi over and over again, running blindly across the mountain road. He also fell blue and swollen. I scratched my little arm several times

Office.

Looking at the eldest son, Feng Xinglang was really itchy, but he still couldn't go down and beat the little guy's hand.

"Don't talk **** bastards, I don't want to recognize you!"

This is a bit serious. I used to say “I do n’t like you anymore” when I lost my temper, but now I ’ve upgraded to the rhythm of “I do n’t like you anymore”!

"Nono, Big Caterpillar is not at home today! And I won't be back tonight."

Feng Xinglang stepped forward to hug the little guy, but the little things resisted terribly.

"Where did the big caterpillar go? And brother Zergong? Brother Zergling was obviously with Big Caterpillar! Where did they go?"

The little guy is already grown up, and it is not something that Fang Xinglang can confuse in a few words, "Is the big caterpillar not wanting to see me?"

Feng Xinglang hesitated for a moment, and seemed to be considering the bearing capacity of his eldest son; after a pause of four or five seconds, he responded lightly: "Yes, Cong Gang said he didn't want to see you! At least not tonight!"

The little boy first sniffed his nose, then he cried in silence.

It wasn't until his dad held him in his arms that he murmured silently: "Is the big caterpillar not like me?"

"of course not!"

Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy's head, "Maybe the big caterpillar thinks you have grown up and can no longer stick to him like a child!"

"Then I don't want to grow up!" The little boy cried in aggrief.

"That won't work! Both father and mother are looking forward to growing up with their eldest son!"

Feng Xinglang, whose arms were a little sour, took the eldest son, who was eleven years old, to his feet. "The big caterpillar is just a passer in your life! Daddy and mommy are your eternal loved ones!"

"The big caterpillar is not a passerby! I will always treat him as a loved one!"

The little guy couldn't let go of the depression in his heart, and he kept humming in his arms.

"Tell your dad, what's so good about the big caterpillar? Why do you and the bug like to stick to him so much?"

After getting in the car, Feng Xinglang had been hugging his eldest son on his lap.

"I like big caterpillars, just like I love your dad! Big caterpillars have no wife, no children, and no sons ... so I want to be good to big caterpillars! Because big caterpillars are also good to me!"

The little guy sniffed his clogged nose. "But Big Caterpillars don't like me anymore ... he just likes Brother Bugs now! I really envy Brother Bugs to be with Big Caterpillars every day!"

Is this the poor Cong Gang? Or pity for the weak?

Or want to change a dad? !!

Feng Xinglang doesn't seem to understand his son's careful thinking!

"With the big caterpillar ... is it so fun?" Feng Xinglang asked softly while wiping his older son's tears.

"The big caterpillar is super powerful! It is simply invincible! Anyway, he is the most powerful person I have ever seen!"

The child Lin Nuo blew his nose on the shoulders of his dad. "I adore him so much! You won't understand it!"

"Invincible? Hehe ... what would your dad tell you about the caterpillar?"

Feng Xinglang admires Cong Gang so much for his son, he is envious and jealous. "Isn't there anything wrong with the big caterpillar? Even if it is, you are blind!" The little guy didn't believe it at all.