Chapter 2487: You can stop the pain by abuse!

Jiang Jiu was really not in the mood to deal with the entangled father and daughter of the Bai family. She is now full of thoughts about the safety of her father-in-law.

You should know that if the father-in-law Feng Xinglang really has an accident, there will be a gap between her and Feng Linnuo.

After all, all of this was because of my temptation to seal Lin Nuo!

But a little bit of Jiang Jiu was telling the truth: the frightened two of her children, and the pain she suffered, she would go to Bai Yaya to figure it out!

Ginger wine has always been a woman who will not lose herself!

After entering the baby room, Jiang Jiu once again called Brother Fein's phone. Should be unable to bear Feng Linnuo's repeated calls, Phine simply shut down.

But it is still easy for Jiangjiu to find his elder brother Phine.

"Big Brother ... Feng Xinglang ... not really ..." Jiang Jiu swallowed back.

"It should be less fierce! There is Wu Song at the site where the corpse was excavated. Even the righteous father of Lin Nuo, Mr. Song Tai ... he is here too!"

In Fein's view, the appearance of Song Tai at the burial site meant that Feng Xinglang's hope of survival was almost zero.

Jiang Jiu sniffed his nose lightly and could not say anything for a while.

"Jiu'er, don't be too sad ... you have to live a good life with Feng Linnuo! Feng Xinglang made such a big sacrifice ... just for you and his son to be happy!"

Feeling the sadness of his sister, Fein hurriedly comforted.

"Brother, you don't understand ... if Feng Xinglang really ... really passed away, it is impossible for me and Feng Linnuo to have a future! And ... and I don't want to see my child's grandma so sad!"

Although Feng Xinglang ’s ‘death’ was an accident, after all, it was because of her **** liquor.

"Jiuer, don't think so much! The death of Feng Xinglang ... it's really just an accident!" Fein's voice was a little dull.

"But I can't accept this fact! Brother ... I really want to use my own life to change it!" Jiang Jiu wept.

"Silly girl, what stupid words are you talking about ?! Feng Xinglang has made so many efforts not to let you and Feng Linnuo, and your children, be able to live happily together ?! "

Finn scolded his sister's "open mouth." But he also understood his sister.

"Brother ... Then ... Did Feng Xinglang's body be found? Do you say there will be a miracle? I really don't want to see Feng Xinglang die ..." Jiang Jiu choked.

"I also hope that a miracle will happen!"

Fein sighed slightly, "But the truth is: Feng Zongchong, the younger son of Feng Xinglang, he personally witnessed the death of his father Feng Xinglang!"

"Brother ... I'm so uncomfortable!" Jiang Jiu choked again.

"It's uncomfortable to suffer! For the time being, don't let Feng Linnuo's mother know. You take care of Feng Xinglang's two grandchildren, it's filial piety!" Fein comforted.

With a slight pause, Phin asked softly, "By the way, did Feng Linuo rush to Turkey?"

"Well. The flight tonight is direct!" Jiang Jiu answered.

"He ... wouldn't he go alone? This city of Diyarbakir in southern Turkey has recently been chaotic ... He went alone, probably not safe!" Fein reminded quietly.

"It seems that I brought a brother of righteousness, the son of Hetun." Jiang Jiu answered.

"Oh, all right."

Fein sighed again, "I knew I would let your second brother **** Feng Xinglang and his son back to Shencheng."

"Brother, I want to go to Buckell City with Feng Linnuo." Jiang Jiu murmured.

"Nonsense! Take care of the heirs of the Feng family, that's what you should do now!"

"But I'm not so sure about sealing Lin Nuo ... worrying about his intentions." Jiang Jiu said softly.

"Everyone has to learn to grow up!"

Fein had a meaningful meaning, "If Feng Xinglang is really gone, Feng Linnuo should learn to be alone!"

...

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the next morning.

The warm sunlight passed through the screens and shone softly on the large and comfortable bed.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and looked around, then he saw Cong Gang sleeping on the back of the bed.

When there was a cluster, Feng Xinglang's tense and uneasy emotions disappeared instantly, and he discovered that it should be a large suite of five-star hotels, luxurious and luxurious.

I should be safe!

Feng Xinglang moved a little and felt his body was quite comfortable. I moved my limbs a little and found that I was not wearing a piece of clothing. Only under the silk quilt was covered with a layer of isolated sterile cloth and the like.

Watching Cong Gang aside and resting with his eyes closed, Feng Xinglang's uneasy mood rose instantly. Cong Gang has been serving Feng Xinglang for more than six hours, and he has just tired to squint for a while. He cleaned and disinfected Feng Xinglang's body from top to bottom two or three times, and cleaned up the extra parts of the extremities. Including nails, etc.

Wait. The wounds are all treated, so let's wait for time to heal. Seriously, Feng Xinglang, who was quiet and sound asleep, Cong just handled it quite easily. Because it was too detailed, it took more than six hours. In view of the increasing body shape of a certain body fat rate, it is really costly to carry around

Jiner. Feng Xinglang waved his hand, but he was stuck in the air. Seeing Cong Gang's tired and sleepy appearance, he couldn't bear to really start. In that mine, he had slapped him several times. Although I have n’t been able to completely deflate, but I can get out a little

Suffocated!

His hands had been stretched out, and naturally he could not be missed; so Feng Xinglang squeezed his cheek.

There's no meat, it's almost like the skull is wrapped in a thin layer of skin!

In line with the principle that Cong Gang could not sleep so comfortably, Feng Xinglang moved his upper body and put his head directly on Cong Gang's belly. The belly that rises and falls with breathing up and down is very comfortable.

It is really necessary to chop up this belly and sew it up as a pillow!

Looking sideways at Cong Gang, he was still asleep. It seems that he didn't want to open his eyes deliberately. Because as soon as he opened his eyes, Feng Xinglang would talk with him quickly. That is not conducive to his injury.

Feng Xinglang, who was full of sleep, was really bored, and he began to 'abuse' Cong Gang to relieve boredom. Cong Gang's neck was stuck, preventing him from breathing smoothly. As he wished, he stuck, and he didn't breathe. Holding my breath. With a full time of two minutes, I saw that Cong Gang did not breathe in or breathe out ... Feng Xinglang loosened it dullly.

hand.

Then again, Feng Xinglang's hand reached into Cong Gang's sweater, to pick him and he had ...

Finally, someone was still awakened by abuse, holding a hand that Feng Xinglang was holding on his chest. Because Cong Gang couldn't hold back anymore, every cell was so sensitive that there was nowhere to put it.

"Wake up? How do you feel?" Cong Gang asked warmly.

"It feels bad." Feng Xinglang sneered.

"Does it still hurt?" Cong Gang asked again.

"Pain!" Feng Xinglang snorted.

"Where does it hurt?"

"It hurts everywhere!"

"... So, give you some painkiller?"

"No! You can stop the pain!"

"... how does that letter always want to abuse?"

"Put my hand where I put it!"

"... Hungry? I'll get you some food!"

"Not hungry! If you dare to go, I will kill you!" "..."