"Okay, I'll do it!"
Aria wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and got up and walked towards the door of the hall.
"Let the cook prepare some supper first." Cong Gang murmured.
"Okay. I'll go now."
Since Cong just wanted to see his low profile, then why not lower his attitude into the dust!
Because two hours ago, Ariya's people found Napa, who was hospitalized seriously. However, he did not find the body of his younger son Diluca. Does that mean that the younger son Diluca still has a chance? !!
Therefore, this is one of the important reasons for Alia to lower Cong Gang's attitude and bow her head.
"Fin ... alive?"
When Arya left the palace with the rain of Lihua, Feng Xinglang squinted and asked Xiang Cong Gang. Because from Alia's conversation with Cong Gang, he seemed to hear some clues.
"Should." Cong Gang gave Feng Xinglang an ambiguous answer.
"Dog! You **** pretend to be funny with me ?!"
Feeling that he had been deceived, Feng Xinglang rushed towards Cong Gang again; he was so annoyed that he knocked down Cong Gang's body, and the two entangled on the carpet to fight close to each other.
Although both are really playing. But Cong Gang only used the skills and strength equivalent to Feng Xinglang's fanfare.
In other words, it's the sort of messing around without fighting skills. This is fair to Feng Xinglang.
Otherwise, Cong Gang can give Feng Xinglang to K.O with one punch and cannot even climb on the carpet.
"Don't hit my daddy ... Don't hit my daddy! Little bug dad! You're too unreasonable!"
Cong Anan could see it clearly. It was the little worm father who scolded his father and said nothing, but also hit his father first.
Cong An'an has practiced fighting: she rushed over, struck Feng Xinglang's neck with her little arm, and pulled back with all her strength.
Although Cong An'an's strength is not deadly enough, but his fighting skills are excellent.
Feng Xinglang, whose breath was stopped, immediately released his grip on Cong Gang;
"Admit it ... admit it ... Beler! Let go! Let's go ..."
Feng Xinglang caressed his neck and coughed a few times, "You pretty girl, are you really here!"
"You scolded my daddy first, then hit my daddy first!"
Cong An'an was angry at Feng Xinglang, and came to embrace Daddy, who was pressed by Feng Xinglang on the carpet.
"Little Worm also thinks Daddy is a bit unreasonable!"
Feng Zongzhe immediately united the front with her daughter-in-law, "Why do you fight big bugs?"
"I'm happy!"
Feng Xinglang hummed angrily, then got up from the carpet, "I'm going to have supper now ... hungry people come with me!"
However, although hungry; Cong has not moved yet; the two children naturally followed him.
It wasn't until Feng Xinglang left the dorm that Cong Anan took out a neatly folded note paper from his pocket with a look of excitement.
"Daddy, do you see what this is?"
Cong Anan opened the note paper that had been treasured like Zhibao and sent it to Daddy Cong Gang.
Cong Gang took the note paper in her daughter's hand and found it was a guarantee? 【Guarantee! I am in charge of Xinglang, and I promise not to bother and implicate Mr. Cong Gang in the future. Mr. Cong Gang will no longer owe him a life from now on, and he will be free again! He can live happily with his daughter! hereby
Guarantee! Guarantor: Feng Xinglang! ]
It was indeed Feng Xinglang's handwriting. It is also the signature of Feng Xinglang himself!
"How come?" Cong Gang asked softly.
"It was written by the little bug father himself! Are you happy, Dad ?!" Cong Anan wrapped around Cong Gang's neck and snuggled up in his shoulder socket. Never have to take the risk for the little worm father again ... can live happily with An An and never be separated
It's up! "
Cong Gangjiu stared at the guarantee written by Feng Xinglang himself thoughtfully.
"What's wrong with you, Daddy? Don't you believe this is true?"
Cong An'an didn't see some cheering from Daddy's face. "Little bugs can testify! It's really a letter of guarantee that the little bug father wrote to me!"
Feng Xiaoworm nodded again and again, "Yes! This guarantee was really written by my father! He wrote it voluntarily, and no one forced him!"
‘Do n’t bother and get involved again’… ’‘ I ’ll never owe my life ’again…’ ‘Restoring Freedom’…
Cong Gang kept silent, without answering, and without expression.
"Daddy ... aren't you happy?" Cong An'an asked softly.
"Happy ..." Cong just faded a smile.
"Then we will return to Shencheng tomorrow!"
Cong Anan was excited, "Stop helping Little Worm Dad!"
"Shencheng ... I'm afraid I can't go back!"
Cong just said coldly. The voice was cold to the bottom of my heart.
"For ... why? If Shen Cheng can't go back ... then where are we going?"
Cong An'an asked in amazement. Because she seems to be used to living in Shencheng. There is her and Daddy's home, there is a well-loved Wei Kang, and a little bug that can be bullied casually.
"Everywhere you go ... I just can't go back to Shencheng!"
Cong Gang lowered his eyes, and no one could read his heart. Seal yourself in dust, I'm afraid that's what it looks like now.
Feng Zongzhe suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and tangled: If she left Shencheng with Xiao Anan and Da Zongzhe, wouldn't it mean that she couldn't see Daddy and Mummy often.
Although Daddy and Mommy are a bit annoying, but ...
Feng Zongzhe can feel: When seeing this letter from his dad, Da Zongzhe was not as happy as he thought. There is even an indescribable sadness.
"Daddy is hungry ... want to have supper."
When Cong had just stood up from the blanket, he felt a bit under his feet.
"Big bug, be careful!"
Feng Fengzhe hurriedly came forward to help the big bug that was somewhat unstable.
"Daddy, did the little bug father just hurt your leg?"
Cong Anan immediately squatted over and gave Cong Gang a pinch of his calf. "Little Worm Dad really hates it! Fortunately, we can get rid of him now! We won't have to be bullied by him anymore, and trouble him!"
"An'an, Daddy is a little tired ... want to rest for a while! Let's have some supper with the worm!" Cong Gang said quietly.
"Daddy's not going, An'an won't go! An'an is going with Daddy!"
I finally hoped that Daddy would be by his side. Of course, Cong Anan couldn't bear to be separated from Daddy. Has been holding Cong Gang's waist and refused to let go.
"An An, Dad said: You need to have the ability to live alone! It's the same whether you have Dad or not!"
Cong Gang said softly. The arms that held the daughter tightly around her waist were pulled apart, "Our father and daughter ... are independent individuals! No one needs to cling to anyone!"
"Daddy ... what's wrong with you? You don't seem happy?" Cong An'an asked a little uneasily.
"I'm going to rest! Don't bother me!"
After Cong snorted, he quietly walked out of the hall.
"Daddy ... Daddy!"
When Cong Anan chased out, Cong Gang had disappeared.
"An An, the bug is tired ... he's going to rest for a while ... let's not bother him!"
Feng Zheworm followed, comforting the lonely Cong Anan.
Cong An'an could not accept this fact, and squatting sadly in front of the door of the dormitory.
"An'an, are you hungry? Let's go to supper together."
Feng Zongzhe took a coat from the hall and put it on Cong An'an's shoulder.
"Go away! I don't want to eat!" Cong An'an moved innocently sealed bugs.
"The little worm will bring the supper to the dormitory for you to eat! An An, rest first in the dormitory, and the worm will return in a moment!"
Worried that Cong An'an, who had not eaten dinner, would be hungry, Feng Zongzhan flew towards the restaurant immediately.
...
In the restaurant, only Feng Xinglang was eating appetizing beef noodles with appetite.
Smelling the taste, taking only one bite, Feng Xinglang tasted this is Cong Gang's technique. The dog thing should have been made before going to the dorm to wake him. When Feng Xinglang came to the restaurant, the chef had just taken it out of the oven.
"Daddy ..."
Feng Feng moaned and walked towards Feng Xinglang, who was just his appetite.
Feng Xinglang glanced behind his little son, but didn't follow Cong Gang's father and daughter?
"Huh? Where's the big bug and his messy girl?"
Feng Xing raised his eyebrows and hummed with a sneer: "Do n’t it be that the rude girl attacked my prospective father-in-law and was dragged back into the room by her dad to hit the P-share?
Feng Zongzhe didn't speak, choked his little mouth, and didn't seem to know how to speak.
"What's wrong? Frown again? Were angry again by Cong An'an's little girl?" Feng Xinglang pulled the sullen little son into his arms, "Did your father have told you ... To deal with the little girl like Cong An'an, you can't do anything if you blindly move! You have to take out Gao Lengfan, the second son of your overbearing president.
Son ... let that girl submit to you! Even if you ca n’t handle that big bug, do n’t you have a dad to support you! Don't be afraid! "
"Daddy ... the worm wants to ask you something ..." Feng Zeng tangled for a while before he spoke.
"What's the matter? Just ask!"
Feng Xinglang picked up a few tender beef fillets with chopsticks and fed them to his younger son's mouth. "Eat more meat, grow taller, and grow stronger ... Take down Cong Anan directly! Dear, optimistic your!"
"The little bug can't figure it out ... but the little bug doesn't know how to ask ..." The little guy chewed the tender beef fillet in his mouth mechanically.
"That girl made you hard again?"
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: "That dead bug is really no tutor!"
"Daddy, don't scold the big bug! The little bug is really sad to hear it!"
Feng Zongzhe interrupted the exit of his father and became dirty. The exit is ‘Dead Bugs’, which is almost a mantra of Feng Xinglang.
"Okay, dad doesn't scold ... no more scolding!"
Seeing that his little son was really sad, Feng Xinglang quickly took back his words, "Yes, what did the worm want to ask my dad just now?"
"The little bug doesn't want to ask! Daddy hates it! I know how to scold the big bug!" The little guy hummed angrily. "Anyway, the big bug doesn't owe you anything anymore! We are leaving Shencheng ... you also scold No more bugs! "