Chapter 2225: Feng Linnuo 12: Super Run

Ten minutes later, the steam room was already smoky.

The warm and flavorful Chinese herbal flavor spreads quietly in the space, and sniffing into the nose can make people feel at ease.

Fengxing Lang once hated this kind of Chinese herbal medicine. To be precise, he doesn't like any smell of drugs. Now he seems to have become accustomed to such a warm atmosphere, feeling that even his heartbeat slowed down.

So habit is a terrible thing!

It allows one to change in a subtle way.

Hearing the sound behind him, Cong turned his head just a moment ago, and saw Feng Xinglang who had scratched himself.

In front of Cong Gang, who is also a man, Feng Xinglang didn't think he had anything to hide.

The same structure, the same objects, he has, he has!

Cong Gang turned his head back almost conditionedly. "Steam it ... you don't have to take yourself off this light! Put it on!"

If Feng Xinglang didn't get Xin Conggang at all, he was already lying lazily on the steam bed.

"Caterpillar, there is something that hurts my brain ... I want to hear your opinion!"

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes, seemingly asleep and awake.

"Well, you said."

Cong Gang should cover Feng Xinglang's words, and at the same time covered a large towel on the place to be covered.

"My kid, Nuo ... I'm afraid I have a real feeling for the girl ..."

Feng Xinglang quietly called out a melancholy breath, "It is not surprising: this young and beautiful girl will be okay as long as it is a normal boy! That hormonal horror ... you must find a nest to rest in!"

Cong Gangkang's distinct hand pressed against Feng Xinglang's or lean shoulder blades, but he didn't answer.

"Nuo Nuo is 20 years old. It's normal for me to celebrate my birthday in that way! I think when I first opened my **** ... but it was earlier than the boy!"

Feng Xing raised an eyebrow and looked at Cong Gang, who had been muted, using his knees to push his waist without a trace of fat.

"Hey, when was your first time with a woman? Fourteen? Sixteen? Twenty?" Feng Xinglang asked with interest.

"..." Cong Gangyi's face lightened uncomfortably.

"I'm sorry to say? Caterpillar, aren't you ?!" Feng Xinglang smiled badly.

"Father's debt is still ... this blue yoyo poison is really amazing! Your son is following you!"

Knowing that someone would be unhappy, but Cong Gang still fluttered and said so.

"Cong Gang, what are you talking about?"

As Cong Gang had expected: Feng Xinglang was angered when he heard this.

"What father pays? Why don't you see promises better ?!"

Feng Xinglang, who was embarrassed and angry, was arrogant, "Boy Nuo respects you so much. You still say that, do you still look like an elder?"

"Then wish your son and your ex-girlfriend's daughter have a lover and finally become dependents! Regenerate a child with the same bloodline as you and Lan Youyou ... perfect!" Cong Gang said softly.

"..." Feng Xinglang was quite anxious when he heard this.

It sounded like a blessing, but when I tasted it, I always felt strange.

And with that kind of weird weirdness!

"Cong Gang, is this really yours?"

Feng Xinglang murmured, "Can't you talk like that?"

Cong was silent, and he did not address any of Xinglang's slander and abuse.

"I know you have preconceptions about Lan Youyou ... but for a woman who has been dead for so many years ... you can't be a little bit minded?"

Feng Xinglang's breathing was a little quick. "Finally, Tuantuan is always innocent, right? What do you do to hang her with Lan Youyou? See her with prejudiced eyes, is that fair to her?"

"What kind of gaze I use to see her doesn't seem to have anything to do with you? Do you want to fight for her?"

Cong Gang stared: "Do you still feel ashamed of Lan Yuyou's death?"

Feng Xinglang's chest was rising sharply: he was full of anger, and seemed to be triggered immediately.

"Lan Youyo's death is inseparable from your calculation of Mr. Song Tai?" Feng Xinglang hummed.

"Why, do you want to take revenge for her?" Cong Gang asked lightly.

"... I just want to express: Now that Lan Youyou has turned the page, can we be generous and give a fair living environment to Tuan Tuan?" Feng Xinglang held back his anger.

"You should feel what happened to your wife Lin Xueluo!"

Cong Gang deserved to be calm, "What do you think of Lan Youyo's death, and the abandonment of alive ... she is the most powerful person!"

"Mr. Song Tai, you're afraid of being over-hearted!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "My woman can only look forward! She has more mind than you!"

"If she does what you say ... you won't have a headache!" Cong Gang smiled.

"Dog is stupid! Do you have to put a block on Lao Tzu?"

Under normal circumstances, as long as it is unreasonable, Feng Xinglang will always use this trick: ‘I ’m your uncle, you must follow me’ rogue trick!

Feng Xinglang lay back on the steaming fence, grinning dissatisfaction with his nose.

Cong just kept silent. Didn't pick up Feng Xinglang's words. In this case, there will only be more conversations.

Silent for a moment, Feng Xinglang stared grimly at Cong Gang's drooping eyelids.

With Cong Gang's uniform technique, the legs that were faint in rainy weather seemed to ease a lot. Feel the warmth infiltrating into the bone marrow, driving away the typhoid fever that accumulated in the young!

"Caterpillar, if you really mad at me ... you don't even have a person to wait for, so how boring you are to live!" Feng Xinglang Youheng.

"How can it be boring?"

Cong Gang raised his eyebrows, "I will marry your wife and be the dad of your children! Especially your daughter late in the evening ... Do you say she will call me" Daddy "or" Daddy "?

Cong Gang's voice didn't end, and a strong figure leaped at him ... the next second, two people scuffled together!

Feng Xinglang was really playing; Cong Gang was just defending most of the time. After another ten minutes, someone was **** and thrown back on the steam fence.

Finally ... lost his temper!

Cong Gang seemed to be panting, and took most of the drink. Then I spilled the rest of the water on someone.

"Feng Xinglang, you don't need to make yourself so tired! This world can still work well without you ..."

Cong just got up, "There are too many things you can't put on, I'm tired for you!"

The handsome face on the side of Feng Xinglang was pressed against the fence and looked a little distorted.

He just watched Cong Gang talking so quietly, and slowly fell into an endless slumber ...

...

After Xue Luo had sent him to school, he rushed to Repulse Bay immediately.

Repulse Bay has always been a shelter for his son Feng Linnuo.

At a glance she saw the eye-catching Ferrari supercar of the eldest son.

Lin Xueluo explicitly forbids his son to run super school to go to school. It's just engraving ‘I am the prince of the puppet’ on the forehead. However, Feng Linnuo has a grandfather who is extremely protective of the calf and not bad money! He finally stopped his husband who wanted to send a supercar to his son, but Hetun bought three grandsons in a row ...