Chapter 1675: Toss with love 3 (1/2)

Seeing that Feng Xinglang was not optimistic about himself and Yuan Duoduo, Bai Mo was very helpless.

”Lang, you are so embarrassed to say that last time you said that as long as I took a divorce certificate in front of Yuan Duoduo, she would kiss me severely? I did as I did, and did not see her kiss me what!”

If it did not achieve the expected results and was not able to be kissed by Yuan Duoduo, Bai Mo would inevitably have a little emotion.

”Still kissing you? It would be nice not to give you two slaps!”

Feng Xinglang was really convinced of Bai Mo's ‘naiveness’. Really wanted to make his words as holy as possible? !!

”Then you just pit me!” Bai Mo snorted angrily.

”What's the matter with you? Come on and dare me!”

For a guy like Bai Mo who is unclear, even if it takes too much effort, he can't figure out how others are good for him for a while.

Then the words of Feng Xinglang Jixi blurted out.

”Don't lango ...”

My heart was impulsive, but Bai Mo still controlled his emotions. ”Think for my brother! If I'm not happy, I'm not noisy with you every day, I'm arguing with you! Besides, I'm happy, you too Wouldn't you be happy to follow? ”

Bai Mo's words are quite pleasing.

”Go and play! If your kid is unhappy, I don't know how happy he is!”

To some extent, amusement and pastime can make Feng Xinglang in depression a bit addictive.

”Then I will trouble my sister-in-law and let the sister-in-law give me a way!”

Bai Mo's IQ is still online. It would be useful to know that Lin Xue, who was pregnant, would have to seal Xinglang.

”you dare!”

Sure enough, this effect is quite significant.

”Lang, then you help me!”

Bai Mo was entangled in Feng Xinglang's meaning, ”It just made you come up with ideas, but it didn't let you go down the mountain!”

”Then help you again, and less annoy me later!”

When Bai Mo's phone number was hung up, Feng Xinglang fell silent again.

At hand, there were documents arranged by Wendy on how to grow potted plants like orchids.

Although Feng Xinglang did not want to believe Cong Gang's death, the facts became more and more cruel over time.

If those potted plants are still alive, at least they can leave some spiritual sustenance and thoughts.

It's not easy for a toddler to push that double door open.

It's Yan Wuzhen.

He talked to his mommy Nina, the only one who could go in and out of the president's office.

”Nothing?”

Feng Xinglang leaned forward and gently called the little guy who opened the door with his shoulder.

The little guy became more honest. Stout small body, tiger-headed. Doesn't look like Yan Bang, but the body is as strong as it looks.

”Dad hug ...”

The little guy has always been so direct to Feng Xinglang's father. Feng Xinglang is also coming.

Yan Wuzhen has run steadily. He went straight to Feng Xinglang's executive chair, kicked off his shoes, and climbed up Feng Xinglang's strong legs.

Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy's red face, and murmured petily, ”Why is it here again? Godfather wants to work!”

Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy, and the little guy kissed him enthusiastically. It's just drooling.

Feng Xinglang caressed the little guy's soft black hair and asked softly, ”Wu Xun, do you want your dear?”

The little boy arched in Fengxing Lang's arms, as if he was about to take a nap.

”Godfather takes you to see your dear, OK?” Feng Xinglang patted a small P-share.

”Okay ...” the little man murmured with sleepy eyes.