Chapter 2630: Grandson, grandpa is here...

"Daddy, you are not sick again... there is no need for any examination at all! So much blood, so much nutrition!"

In fact, Feng Xiaochong said that, just trying to cover up the fact that Cong Gang poisoned his own father.

"Good boy, daddy is fine!"

Feng Xinglang picked up his son, "This blood can be regenerated! With this little blood, my father can regain his vitality in half a day!" "Daddy, if Da Nuonuo's grandfather checks out something, you must I want to intercede for the big bugs! The big bugs didn’t mean it! I just made a little joke with you! I also blame Daddy for being too fierce and bad for the big bugs, so

The big bugs will vent a little! "

The little guy snuggled in the arms of his father Feng Xinglang, but he only thought about how to excuse Cong Gang.

"Erzha'er, you are your father's son, why do you always speak for that bug? My father's heart... it's almost a desert!"

The heart is really cold, but Feng Xinglang didn't blame the younger son.

Although Feng Xinglang was jealous that Cong Gang had robbed the younger son of his filial heart, he also knew in his heart: If Cong Gang was not really nice to little things, the little guy would not be so toward him.

"Daddy, for the sake of Xiao Chong's face, forgive Big Chong Chong! Big Chong Chong won't do it next time!"

Feng Xiaochong is acting cute while acting like a baby.

"Then you can't just forgive him so easily..."

Feng Xinglang started the mode of teasing his son, "I'm a victim... this poison, it's hard to torture my father!"

"The bug beats his father back...squeezes his legs!"

Feng Xiaochong graciously pounded his father Feng Xinglang's shoulder, "Daddy, are you comfortable?"

"Well, much more comfortable!"

Feng Xinglang enjoyed the filial and well-behaved serving of his younger son.

To be honest, because of Cong Gang, I can enjoy the occasional filial piety and gentleness of his younger son. Feng Xinglang is unavoidably a little sad.

In order to relieve Cong Gang, Feng Xiaochong beat his father Feng Xinglang on his shoulders for a while, and pinched his thighs for a while.

The patience and carefulness of the little guy really made Feng Xinglang look at his younger son with admiration.

It turns out that the younger son can also do filial piety with such meticulousness and patience!

"Little bug, what do you like big caterpillars?"

Feng Xinglang wanted to know why his younger son would worship and obey Cong Gang so much.

"Big bugs are very cool and tugging...very self-disciplined and cold..."

Feng Xiaochong raised his eyebrows while pinching his legs to Feng Xinglang.

"It's very cool and tugging? Isn't it possible that my dad doesn't have him as cool as it?"

To say that this is cool and tiring, Feng Xinglang feels that he can be Cong Gang's ancestor!

He has always been the only one who Feng Xinglang played coolly in front of Cong Gang!

As for self-discipline and coldness?

Is this also an advantage? !

Is it worth letting the little things worship him?

"Daddy, you're so cool and messy!"

The little guy sneered disapprovingly, and then said proudly: "Big bugs are so cool and dragging, that's a strong one!"

"Okay, when I see the dead bug next time, my father will let you experience what is cool and dragging power!"

Feng Xinglang pulled the collar, feeling that he was cool and dragged, and there is still a lot of room for improvement!

First, Cong Gang must be convinced by himself, and then the younger son must be convinced by himself.

"Daddy, let's get rid of the fat on your body first!"

Feng Xiaochong stretched out his small hand and squeezed the belly of Feng Xinglang's belly.

In fact, the belly is something everyone has, but it is thicker or thinner.

"Look, Daddy, it's two or three centimeters thick!"

Feng Xiaochong opened the shirt on the daddy, and pinched the belly to Feng Xinglang.

"This is the belly... Isn't that dead bug?"

Feng Xinglang favorably squeezed his son's face.

"Big bugs have a very low body fat rate! Only about 7%! But your body fat rate is estimated to reach 20%!"

Afraid that his father could not see clearly, Feng Xiaochong pinched the fat belly with his hands.

In fact, it can't be considered fat; it's just that Feng Xinglang is sitting there, so his belly is showing.

"Is that so exaggerated?"

Feng Xinglang immediately sat up straight up, "Did you see it? It's gone now, right?!"

"Daddy, you're holding your breath again! Is it that hard to admit that you have fat?"

Feng Xiaochong slapped his father's belly, "Your belly is ten times bigger than Big Worm's belly!"

"..."

Feng Xinglang was really depressed: When I was waiting, I must look at Cong Gang's belly! See what a belly ten times smaller than yourself can look like!

"My God, the poison in Daddy's body is breaking out again, and my heart is holding back and hurting..."

Feng Xinglang immediately covered his chest, pretending to be poisoned.

"Daddy, are you okay? The bug will give you a smooth flow!"

Feng Xiaochong also seemed to realize that he shouldn't argue with the scumbag about the fatter and thinner belly of him and the big insect!

When the prudent daddy gets angry, he will start to be a demon again!

The word ‘demon’ has always been used by Feng Xinglang to describe Cong Gang;

Over time, Feng Xiaochong discovered that it was more accurate to use this term to describe Feng Xinglang.

Daddy Feng Xinglang seems to have an endless demon!

It is not surprising that the big bugs will poison him!

I wanted to stop Daddy for a while, but Feng Xiaochong found that his scumbag had done more!

"Xiao Chong, you must fight for some anger with your relatives, you must marry the daughter of Caterpillar Cong Anan!"

Feng Xinglang enlightened her little son with heartfelt words, "But you have to be like a man, you can't let Cong An'an climb on your head!"

"Daddy, you don't have to worry about my affairs with An'an! You should take care of yourself and don't let the big bugs always wait on you! It's troublesome!"

As he said, Feng Xiaochong was completely exposed.

It's Cong Gang's stubborn fan!

At any time, I will only help Cong Gang!

Even if Cong Gang poisoned his father, Feng Xinglang, he still persuades his father to Feng Xinglang to forgive Cong Gang, and he has to say good things to Cong Gang in front of Hetun!

This son, I am afraid it is really for nothing!

But ask yourself, how much did the youngest son have to pay when he is a real father?

Besides, the younger son is still a problem child!

Enough to see how much Cong Gang paid!

"Little bug, you should be filial to that caterpillar! But don't forget to be filial to your own mummy! Your mummy gave birth to you in October and gave you life... She is you can't forget to be filial people!"

After a short pause, Feng Xinglang sighed long, "As for my father...it depends on your mood! My father doesn't care about his children!"

This is so good, I really heard a little sadness.

"Daddy, the bug will be filial to Daddy too! Daddy, go to sleep!"

Feng Xiao Chong, who seemed to be disgusted with Daddy's nagging and couldn't leave, had to put Daddy to sleep first, and he could be quieter.

...

Dinner is very rich.

Hetun has always been luxurious in food.

Besides, the presence of sons and grandchildren is even more luxurious in luxury.

Feng Xinglang ate slowly, as if deliberately waiting for someone.

I wonder if Cong Gang's grandson dared to come to Qianshuiwan to confront Hetun.

In fact, even if Cong Gang really poisoned himself to adjust the boring and boring life of his life, Feng Xinglang would not really be angry with him!

But if Hetun is misunderstood, it will not be worth the loss!

Hetun is old;

To put it bluntly, he will not live for a few years!

An old man who was all this old, Cong Gang would put him to death like this, it was really invincible.

"Alang, there are some things you don't want to hear, but daddy still has to say... This Songtai, you really have to watch out for him! You must be defensive!"

Hetun began his painstaking persuasion again.

"At the beginning, if I was always on guard against him, I was afraid that it was already dead in your hands?!"

Feng Xinglang refuted Hetun coldly.

"It was then, now is now..."

Hetun sighed again, "Now Songtai, he will change!"

"The same sentence: I have no doubt about Cong Gang! I will always believe in his loyalty!"

Feng Xinglang is serious and persistent.

"Daddy, the little bug is like you, always trust the big bug!"

Feng Xiaochong quickly echoed.

"Little caterpillar, you have been poisoned by Cong Gang! You have been raised by Cong Gang!"

Xing Twelve said with great regret.

"You are crooked! Your whole family is crooked!"

Feng Xiaochong started a fight with Xing Twelve.

"By the way, Hetun, has my medical report come out yet?"

What Feng Xinglang cared about was his physical condition.

Don't really get any terminal illness! That's the jealous talent!

"It hasn't come out yet! Experts say that we have to wait twenty-four hours!"

Hetun implies procrastination.

"Hetun, you didn't find a quack doctor, a fake expert?!"

Feng Xinglang was a little impatient.

Glancing outside the villa, everything is quiet and peaceful.

Is Cong Gang's grandson really afraid to come to Repulse Bay to look for Hetun? !

What's so cool and awkward, it's obviously a bullshit.

"Daddy, I must go to school tomorrow!"

After finishing dinner quickly, Lin Wan got up and said to his father Feng Xinglang.

She has to be admitted to the experimental class in the school so that she can be sent to high school within half a year!

She wants to successfully enter the top international universities before the age of eighteen, and like Big Nuo, to be a free person who is not controlled by Daddy and Mommy.

"Well, good! Daddy will arrange for someone to take you to school tomorrow!"

Feng Xinglang knew: No matter how Cong Gang fights Hetun, they will not hurt his daughter Lin Wan!

The most is to take him hostage!

"Until Sontai's real conspiracy is not figured out, it's better not to go to school later!"

Hetun is still not at ease sending his granddaughter to school.

"Don't worry, Cong Gang is not as shameless as you think! My daughter, he won't move!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "If he wants to move, he will only move me!"

It is late at night.

"Dog stuff, it's cool and tiring to say... There is a kind of you here! I am waiting for you! If you don't come, you will be your grandson!"

Feng Xinglang had waited for Cong Gang for more than three hours, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep amidst his curses at Cong Gang.

A dark shadow floated in quietly.

He stood quietly by the sofa and watched for a long time, then said in a low voice, "Grandson, grandpa is here..."