Chapter 1791: Waiting gentle 67 (1/2)
Maybe it's Cong Gang's dog thing that hasn't died yet, crawl out and make trouble again!
How dare he emerge from the **** under the broad daylight, and not afraid that the sun would turn his dog into ashes? !!
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang has long been used to angering others. Especially Cong Gang who was rescued by him!
In his words, Cong Gang is just a dog he picked up! Even his life was sealed by him!
Therefore, even if Cong had been dead for almost two years, he would still scold him subconsciously!
The frequency of abusiveness became more frequent as Yan Bang became more estranged from him!
”Presumably Brother Cong doesn't like us to disturb his quietness!”
Towards the villa in the mountains and forests, Xue Luo sighed, ”Brother Cong, how good it is if you are still alive ... My bugs will definitely like you!”
Who said no: Cong saved his little life when the little guy was still in Mummy's belly!
Even better than the mother-in-law's **** father.
At the beginning, Xue Luo always believed: Cong Gang should not die so easily! After all, Cong Gang is the most powerful role in the eyes of her and her son Feng Linnuo! But later, as time went by, sad events such as Amnesia's amnesia occurred, and Xue Luo also felt: Perhaps Cong Gangzhen died unfortunately in the cruise event in Ceresto.
Although, Xue Luo still didn't believe this fact very much. But it can only be passively accepted!
His wife's slight caressing also made Feng Xinglang feel a little hesitant. Because that ‘if you ’re still alive’!
”My family bugs are not short of likes!”
Feng Xinglang stepped forward to grab his wife's waist. ”That **** caterpillar is nervous all day long when it's alive. It's dead and restless! Our bugs don't like him!”
”Uh ... uh!”
The Feng Zeng hummed with dissatisfaction. Feng Xinglang straight towards my dad.
”Yeah, do my family bugs understand? I know you are smearing Brother Cong! Bugs are protesting!”
Xue Luo kissed the grinning little cheek of his younger son and asked softly, ”Zhongzong, do you also like Uncle Caterpillar?”
”Huh, huh.” The little guy nodded. That little look seemed to understand.
”Uh, what, eh, eh, ah? You have the ability to speak to Xing Cheng ?!”
When the Feng family driver drove over again, he was also idle, and Feng Xinglang began to stir up the little things that he refused to speak.
”Cong Gang's **** caterpillar is not a good thing at all! He's a bad guy! BadMan! Right bug?”
The little guy shook his head.
”What do you mean by shaking your head all the time? Daddy doesn't understand! You say directly: Is the big caterpillar good or bad? Good ... or bad?”
”...” The little one pouted his mouth, and stopped talking about his full-father Feng Xinglang!
When he learned that he couldn't go to Cong Gang's villa today, the little boy wailed and cried.
”Shit, crying is useless! Daddy and mommy are already immune! You have to speak! Just say a word!”
Feng Xinglang came closer, slowing down his tone, ”Tell my dad: Would you like to go? Want ... or not?”
The little guy nodded straight.