Chapter 2187: Postscript 5

Feng Xinglang, playing with his mobile phone, has no intention of working.

Cong Gang's dog had a daughter? Why did he get a daughter? It is totally unscientific in terms of his demon and death attitude towards life!

This little girl named An An, shouldn't Cong Gang adopt it? !!

Could it be that the caterpillars have so much love that they can raise children for anyone? Is this the rhythm of kindergarten?

But the younger son also said that An An is a big worm's sweetheart and has the same relationship as his dear and Wan Wan!

Feng Xinglang hesitated to call Cong Gang to ask? But it doesn't seem to stop me!

Last time in the bathroom, Cong Gang stood by and watched as Feng Xinglang was ‘bullyed’ by Yan Bang.

Is it because he can stand by without seeing his life in danger?

It means that he wants to see him being bullied? !!

Regardless of the reason, Feng Xinglang felt that Cong Gang, a close bodyguard, was unforgivable!

But don't call Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang is very curious. He really wanted to know: how did the child named An An come out!

After a fierce ideological struggle, Feng Xinglang still called Cong Gang's phone.

For things like patience, Cong Gang has always been a winner. He has endless patience and willpower. Until Feng Xinglang took the initiative to ignore him. This is also where someone grit their teeth! But why not!

The phone was switched on after two or three seconds. This time, it was a refusal.

"I'm Fengxing Lang."

"Well, I heard it." Cong Gang's response was light and casual.

"Listen to the bug, did you have a daughter?" Feng Xinglang went straight to the main topic.

"Well, yes." Cong Gang replied.

"How did you do it?"

Feng Xinglang's question was full of doubts and deep confusion.

Perhaps in his opinion, Cong Gang's birth of a daughter was truly incredible.

After talking on the phone for a while, Cong responded slowly: "How did your daughter make it ... My An An is almost like that."

This answer ... very clumsy!

"Was it really An An?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly, "Is it really your birth?"

"Yes. An An is my birth."

Cong just answered quietly. It seemed that he did not expect Feng Xinglang's response to be so great.

"When did you get a woman? Don't hide it and bring us a fresh look!" Feng Xinglang dismissed.

"You've seen it. It's Lia." Cong Gang still said softly.

"Lia? Isn't that woman dead?" Feng Xinglang sat upright.

"Well, dead!" Cong Gang replied softly.

"Is she born before she died? Then ... isn't it about the same size as Bugs?" Feng Xinglang estimated an approximate time.

"An An is a frozen egg baby, only sixteen months old!" Cong Gang calmly calmed down.

"frozen?"

Feng Xinglang seemed to be relieved, and moaned quietly, "It turned out to be a motherless child."

Cong just didn't answer.

"By the way, I'll go to you tomorrow morning ... you pick up on time!"

Even if you call Cong Gang on your own initiative, the master and servant should not be confused. He must maintain the high attitude that a master should have.

"Okay." But Cong Gang didn't expect to cooperate.

Feng Xinglang likes Cong Gang with such a low eyebrow. I feel that my mood can be released in an instant.

After hanging up, Feng Xinglang realized that he had forgotten to ask Cong Gang about his sidelines!

It doesn't matter, wouldn't it be better to talk face to face tomorrow!

...

The next morning, Feng Xinglang was woken up early by his wife.

"Xinglang, it's almost seven o'clock, let's get up! An'an packed a lot of food for An'an, and it will not taste good after a while!

After Feng Xinglang came downstairs, he found that there were a lot of people going to Qibei Mountain City to see Cong Gang's father and daughter. Including his wife and eldest son, as well as the lively Mo Ranran.

Not only people, but also a whole bunch of packed food.

"What are you doing?" Feng Xinglang asked in surprise.

"Daddy, my son wants to see Xiao Anan from the big caterpillar's house!"

Lin Nuo originally wanted to act secretly. But I didn't expect Mummy to follow.

Thinking that Mommy would go with him, then this matter would be better handled. Because under normal circumstances, dads dare not disobey the meaning of Mummy.

"Xing Lang, Cong just had a daughter, we should go and see their father and daughter when we say anything! At first he paid so much for our family. Now that he has a daughter, we have to treat his daughter as himself Out! "

"Sister Xue Luo has gone, it's not too bad for me!" Mo Ranran interjected.

Feng Xinglang was really helpless: Why did Cong just have any movement, and there will always be so many people interested in him?

"Okay, don't be excited! I've already met Cong Gang: Tomorrow weekend, we will get together! Family gatherings can bring children all together!" Feng Xinglang played a trick to slow down the troop . He knew Cong's rigidity was weird, and he didn't like idlers waiting for his old nest. Maybe the car will drive to the intersection of Qishan Mountain and Panshan, and he will give you a few tire breakers. Not only will it be troublesome, but

Still awkward.

"Xing Lang, are you really dating Cong Gang's father and daughter?" Xue Luo asked in surprise.

"When my husband went out, when did I let the little girl down?" Feng Xinglangyou asked.

"Then ... why are we going today?" Mo Ranran asked.

"Today, you first plan to buy some gifts for Cong Gang's daughter, and it ’s better to bring them to Xiao Anan on the weekend?" In general, Feng Xinglang's IQ can handle this. Child.

"Yes, yes, I forgot to buy a gift for Xiao Anan!"

A few words from someone dispelled a woman's thoughts of thinking about everything.

Lin Nuo knows that his father and father have been in the cold war with the big caterpillar recently. It ’s really hard to say if the father and father have really made an appointment with the big caterpillar. But he chose to believe in his dad, so he did not break down.

Holding the food packaged for Xiao Anan, the Feng Fengzhe child sat in excitement at his dad's Bentley.

If they could grow wings, the small things would fly to Qibei Mountain City.

"Zongzhe, is your girlfriend pretty?" Feng Xinglang asked, driving Bentley.

"Pretty." The little boy nodded seriously.

"Then your girlfriend must not look like a big bug ... Because Cong has just grown so frustrated, it is impossible to give birth to any beautiful daughter!" Feng Xinglang said sourly.

"Pretty late!"

This little sentence of the little guy seemed to directly hit the face of Feng Xinglang.

"Pretty than my daughter? Hehe! Absolutely no such possibility!" The daughter-in-law Feng Xinglang went straight to her younger son. Late night but your sister, you can't degrade your sister because of seeing that Xiao'an, right? We have to speak on the facts! "