Chapter 1686: Toss with love 14 (1/2)
Night, getting deeper.
Feng Xinglang coaxed his son in his arms to get up, but received a call from Yan Bang.
The little guy didn't eat much at night and kept crying.
He refused to accept Cong Gang's death. Because in the mind of the little guy, Cong Gang has always been the most powerful invincible character.
He never believed that the most powerful invincible character would also die!
From time to time, the little guy who was coaxed to sleep would cry slightly inertia in his sleep.
Kissing his son's slightly teary eyes, Feng Xinglang went to the door of the children's room while connected to Yan Bang's phone.
”Well, say.”
”Lang ... boy, is he all right?”
Yan Bang's voice was a little dumb. Feng Xinglang thought he wouldn't answer his call, or yelled and yelled when he spoke; but Feng Xinglang not only answered his call, but his voice seemed quite calm.
”Just asleep. Little trouble for a while.”
Feng Xinglang should be quiet. After glancing at the master bedroom, he turned and walked towards the study. It seems that he doesn't want to disturb his wife's rest.
”Lang, sorry ...”
Yan Bang called out a heavy stale gas, ”You ... don't want to yell at me or train me?”
Somewhat active. Because of the news of Cong Gang's death, Feng Xinglang has been taking measures to conceal and protect his wife and children.
But his Yan Bang revealed the truth as soon as he was impulsive. He didn't even take into account the affordability of a teenager.
What's more, he underestimated Cong Gang's position in Lin Nuo's minds.
Seeing that the little guy was so sad and sad because Cong Gang's death, Yan Bang didn't understand at first and had little jealousy, but then he was really a sad little thing.
”Yes, Uncle Ben will reward you with your own hands!”
It was just a mockery of Feng Xinglang, but two crisp crackling sounds came from the mobile phone.
Does this Yan Fool really slap himself? Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.
”Is it deflated? If not, let me continue?”
Yan Bang gave Feng Xinglang almost all the warmth of his life.
Maybe he has always been fierce to others, but he has endless tenderness towards Feng Xinglang.
”Okay, it's getting late, wash and sleep early!”
Feng Xinglang's voice was exhausted and weak.
”Lang, why are you so tired of hearing your voice? By the way, I've made some good things. When will I come over and I will supplement your body!”
Yan Bang's voice carried a little eagerness, and he seemed afraid that Feng Xinglang would hang up his phone.
”What the **** are you doing? Don't be a rare species again, be careful to be invited to the office to drink tea!”
”Don't worry, dare not touch Daozi in Shencheng!”
”OK, blow your cowhide! Be your good citizen!”
Feng Xinglang whispered, ”Someday called Shang Sansan, let's get together.”
”Okay. Listen to you.”
Yan Bang has become accustomed to responding to Feng Xinglang. Feng Xinglang's words are better than imperial edicts.
”Well, that's it ... Hang up.” Feng Xinglang dragged a weak end.
”Lang ...” Yan Bang called again, ”In your mind, I will never be better than Cong Gang ... right?”
Feng Xinglang listened to Yan Bang's words, and instantly became frizzy.
”Yan Biaozi, why the **** do you have to compare yourself to Cong? Can you die?”
”Why is it dry again? I will just ask!” Yan Bang said softly.