Chapter 838: No matter how bad I smell, he will love it! (1/2)

Wei Kang answered quite implicitly. He knows that his injustice is destined!

It seems that I don't quite understand why Cong Gang was so ”condescending and noble” to coax a 5-year-old child!

Too busy

”Wei Kang, you bastard! I hate you!”

The little boy rushed towards Wei Kangsa's leg immediately, hitting with his head, using his hands, and limping with his feet.

Wei Kang quickly put the plate in his hand on the table to protect the little head that the little guy hit.

”Don't hit your head again! Look at this hairstyle mess! It's not handsome at all!”

”Weikang, how dare you give my dad a sleeping pill ?! You are so bad!”

The little guy whispered, ”Well, I want you to take a truckload of sleeping pills! Let you sleep for a hundred years! No, a thousand years, ten thousand years! You will never wake up! ”

”Unable to wake up and pull down, I'll be a sleeping beauty!”

I did not expect that Wei Kang still has the potential to play tricks and rogue.

After more than ten minutes of arguing, the little hungry little one agreed to eat dinner first after Cong Gang's persuasion.

When you're full, settle accounts with Wei Kang!

The little guy just took a big bite and looked back at his sleeping father, Feng Xinglang. It seemed a bit uneasy. The little guy pouted the food in his mouth, and came forward to test his dad's breath with his little finger.

Fortunately, the steady breath shows that my dad is still alive and well.

Spreading out the little meat hand, he stroked his dad's forehead. Not hot, indicating that my dad is not sick!

I just took too many sleeping pills and slept heavily.

Seeing the little guy so dear to his dear Feng Xinglang, Cong was just comforting. I also like this wayward, but pride and filial piety.

”Big caterpillar, has my dad had dinner?”

The little guy ran back and asked sternly, while chopping up a full mouthful of food. Mouthful chewing waiting for Cong Gang's below.

”Of course I have eaten it! Do not believe you touch your dad's belly!”

Cong Gang replied softly as he wiped the corners of the mouth with small things.

The little boy ran back to his father's side again, put his little hand under Feng Xinglang's shirt, and touched his father's belly.

”Nothing!” The little boy hummed.

”Your dad's abdominal muscles don't show belly! What looks like you, little fat belly!”

Cong Gang simply moved the table to the edge of the sofa so that the little guy would not be so hard running around.

The little boy was sitting on the edge of the sofa, touching his dad's cheek, holding a spoon and pulling the meal.

It ’s nice to have a sensible and filial son!

Cong Gang sent the boneless and stabbed meat and fish belly to the little guy's bowl. The little guy ate like a little wolf.

But when he added him broccoli, the little boy was left in disgust.

”Your parents didn't teach you to have balanced nutrition. Do you eat more vegetables?” Cong Gang said warmly.

”So did your parents teach you: respect the old and love the young, don't bully a poor child who is only 5 years old?”

”...”

This rebuttal is impeccable.

After eating his full belly, the little guy refused to follow Cong Gang to wash it in vain.

”You've been tossing for a day, and you will smell bad if you don't take a bath!”