Chapter 2832： With me, you can't die!

Cong Gang: "..."

After a slight exhalation, Cong Gang said quietly: "Feng Xinglang, you don't have to go up the mountain to collect my body... I will take care of my own corpse, and will not expose my own corpse to others' eyes!"

Cong Gang looked out the window, "And even if you go up the mountain, you can't find my body! So, you don't have to work in vain!"

Hearing Cong Gang's sad words, Feng Xinglang felt very uncomfortable.

"Cong Gang, your uncle! I want to be lazy, you don't want anything from a dog!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "What are you still doing? Why don't you hurry up to wait on my uncle to change clothes?! My father barked so well and sweetly last night. If I said that I turned my face this morning, I turned my face...Why didn't you hurt your dog? !"

Cong Gang's face was flushed, and his neck was bruised.

Amid Feng Xinglang’s scolding, Cong Gang put on a thin down jacket and knee pads for Feng Xinglang; the outermost was an extremely cold down jacket that was warm and wind-resistant.

The temperature difference on the top of the mountain is huge, and Cong Gang is also reluctant to have someone really affected by the cold.

"Where did these clothes and equipment come from?" Feng Xinglang asked suspiciously.

"Of course it was bought with your money!" Cong Gang said warmly.

That pair of hiking boots actually fits just right... enough to prove that Cong Gang had planned for a long time.

"Then how to solve the problem of eating for both of us?"

In line with the food-eating rule of "soldiers and horses not moving, food and grass first," Feng Xinglang asked again.

"Don't worry, you won't die from starvation!"

Cong Gang kneeled down to tie Feng Xinglang's shoes, and promised: "I promise you won't be hungry, and you won't be exhausted!"

"Insect, if there is a blizzard or other terrible weather, don't we have to confess our lives on the top of the mountain?"

Feng Xinglang was still a little worried, "Although your life is cheap, my life is expensive!"

"With me, you won't die!"

Cong Gang was really convinced that people like Feng Xinglang were worried about the lazy thoughts before they moved.

"Dog stuff, don't talk so full... If you really die, it will be troublesome for the children to collect their corpses!"

Feng Xinglang really couldn't figure it out: Why did you have to climb to the top of the mountain so hard and hard just to get a glimpse of the aurora? !

It's almost as if you're full, and you'll be killed if you don't die!

"Don't worry, how I brought you to the top of the mountain, I will bring you back!"

Cong Gang threw a backpack to Feng Xinglang, "It contains a heat-preserving kettle and food, about seven to eight catties, you can carry it on your back! You can relieve the greedy!"

"Bugs, let's go hunting at the bar and watch the little girl dancing... By the way, what is the name of the piano song you played last night? It's so refreshing! I love it... Or, let's go to the bar for entertainment! "

Feng Xinglang still didn't want to climb any mountain tops or watch the aurora; it was simply taking his life for sin.

"We'll talk about it when we get down the mountain!"

Cong Gang dragged Feng Xinglang and pushed him out of the cabin.

Before leaving, Cong Gang also fed Feng Xinglang a few pieces of beef and high-calorie nut products.

The cold came, and it was not very cold; but Cong Gang put on Feng Xinglang's mask and windproof cap anyway.

Simply invited an ancestor up the mountain!

Without decades of inattentiveness, most people can't do it!

He raised his head and glanced at the mountain range not far away, but it was not too high; however, Feng Xinglang ignored what is meant by "looking at the mountains and running dead horses"!

Furiously, Feng Xinglang actually walked in front of Cong Gang; but it took more than half an hour to walk down the mountainside. Feng Xinglang was so tired that he was breathing heavily.

Cong Gang approached, without saying a word, he directly pulled Feng Xinglang's hand and continued to walk up the mountainside.

Feng Xinglang, who walked behind him, slightly weighed the equipment on Cong Gang's body, which was about forty catties.

Suddenly, Feng Xinglang began to feel distressed about Qi Cong Gang; after all, Cong Gang looked much thinner than Feng Xinglang.

"Insect, let me recite it, and take a break for you!"

Feng Xinglang's physical fitness is not bad, he is extremely inert on weekdays.

"No! At halfway up the mountain, let's rest!"

Cong Gang slowed down so that Feng Xinglang could keep up. Feng Xinglang has not experienced extreme physical training, so he can't be pulled down all at once.

Then next time he was asked to climb a mountain, or rush into a wave, he would definitely not go.

"Caterpillar, why do you think you are doing this? Carrying a bunch of things up the mountain just to see the aurora?"

Feng Xinglang began to complain again, "Furthermore, haven't we seen it last night?"

"Speak less! If you choke, you will cough!"

Cong Gang held a trekking pole in one hand and dragged Feng Xinglang with the other.

"We don't seem to have breakfast yet...Aren't you hungry?"

He ate a few pieces of beef and a few pieces of nut products. At this moment, Feng Xinglang was already hungry.

"I'm not hungry, nor are you hungry! Keep climbing! When you are really hungry, I know in my heart!"

Cong Gang dragged Feng Xinglang, a little faster.

In the case of one-third of hunger, it is the best time for physical fitness.

In fact, Feng Xinglang is not very hungry, he just wants to find a reason to rest.

Because he always felt: climbing the mountain for a few hours just to see the aurora is not worth it!

"Bug, don't you hurt? Last night...you bled..."

Feng Xinglang approached and whispered in Cong Gang's ear.

"Don't make trouble... Walk well!"

Cong Gang straightened the backpack on Feng Xinglang's body a bit, and then continued to pull him up the mountainside. If it was just Cong Gang, he would definitely choose the steepest straight line distance; but with a pig, it would be difficult to climb the steepest straight line; so Cong Gang chose a wider one, but the distance is far enough. Twice as many mountain roads

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"Insect, do you hate me?" Feng Xinglang asked after sticking over.

"Hate! I hate myself for not having a needle and thread, and sew your mouth!"

Cong Gang was observing the road conditions, and the climbers in front of him seemed to be investigating all possible dangers.

After all, the pig dragged in his hand is still more expensive.

"Insect, do you think it is better for my family to have a son later, or a daughter?"

Feng Xinglang flashed sadly, "Anyway, I only let one be born late! It's too painful and hard to have a baby! I can't bear it!"

Cong Gang glanced sideways at Feng Xinglang:

"You are so reluctant to have your daughter suffering from being conceived now, why did you still conspiracy and treacherously want Lin Xueluo to give you a daughter? Only your daughter is expensive?"

"It's up to you! I asked my wife to have a daughter for me, but I didn't let your wife give birth to a daughter for me! You **** live by the sea, you have so much control!"

As soon as he spoke, Feng Xinglang's speed slowed down a lot.

Looking at the small town behind him, Cong Gang calculated the distance, not yet ready to let go.

In case Xinglang ran down the mountain one by one, he would fall short.

"Give birth to a daughter! Daughter is like a 15th seal, filial piety!"

Cong Gang faintly answered Feng Xinglang.

"Have a daughter? It's okay... I like granddaughters! But... Just a grandson of Xiao Nuo, isn't it too thin?"

Feng Xinglang thinks this way: If his daughter Lin Wan is also a daughter, then he will have three granddaughters and only one grandson... It seems a little unbalanced!

Thinking of something, Feng Xinglang approached again, holding his equipment bag for Cong Gang diligently.

"Insect, otherwise, you let An An give me a grandson... Then I will have two grandsons! An Ansheng's grandson, I must be very looking forward to it!"

Cong Gang did not answer, but accelerated his pace to climb up the mountainside.

Sure enough, Feng Xinglang followed unconsciously!

In fact, Feng Xinglang's physical stamina still has potential to be tapped; after all, Feng Xinglang's body has always been strong, so climbing three or four hours of mountain roads shouldn't be a problem.

Cong Gang is already ready to carry this pig up the mountain for the rest of the mountain road.

"Bug, you go slower... genius is just bright! We have time!"

Feng Xinglang quickly caught up, "Don't you want An An to give birth to a child with the same genes as you and me?"

"Such a thing... I can't force it!"

What Cong Gang is thinking in his heart is unknown; but his goal is clear: take advantage of Feng Xinglang's distraction to talk to himself at this time, he can speed up his pace.

As Cong Gang had expected, Feng Xinglang had been following his speed closely, talking with him and talking about it.

"Hehe, you made An'an? Back then, Xiaonuo and Xiaomi...you also have a share? And Xiao Mumu, you are not clean!"

Feng Xinglang chased Cong Gang's quickened pace, "You have made so many children, it is not too bad to have one more! Bugs, An An are all grown-ups, don't you want to be a grandpa?"

"For the time being, I don't want to!"

Cong Gang answered Feng Xinglang's question without a word.

"Then you don't want to have a child with our common genes?"

Feng Xinglang grabbed Cong Gang's collar, "You obviously wanted it, didn't you?"

"I think it's useful? The key is that your little son can't fix my family's safety...I can't tie my family's safety and let your little son do evil, right?"

Cong Gang was really chatting with Feng Xinglang, bringing the rhythm of his feet, so that Feng Xinglang could keep up with his pace habitually.

"I think, there can be this one!"

After a intensive brisk walk, Feng Xinglang's breath took on a slight pant, "Maybe after An An is pregnant with the baby, she will feel more intimate with the bug!"

"That's what you think!"

Cong Gang was watching the road conditions while feeling the frequency of Feng Xinglang's breathing. It was indeed a challenging act of inattentiveness to pull this pig to the top of the mountain!

"Cong Gang, based on my feelings with you...just this request, you can't satisfy me?"

Feng Xinglang began to follow Cong Gang's emotional line.

"An An is so savage, you are not afraid to have a naughty and stubborn grandson that will anger you half to death?"

Cong Gang held Feng Xinglang's hand tightly, half-dragging him all the way.

Perhaps, watching the aurora is not his ultimate goal; traveling along the way, this process in the meantime is what he wants most!