Chapter 1887: Love Letter 92 (2/2)

”I didn't want to do anything ... I just wanted to care about you!”

Seeing Cong Gang speaking, Feng Xinglang slightly moved his lips.

”I don't need anyone's concern!” Cong Gang muffled his voice, refusing to be indifferent from thousands of miles away.

Feng Xinglang didn't answer any more, just nodded in favor. And then just stare condescendingly.

Cong Gang was a little uncomfortable. He is not used to anyone being so close to him. Especially Feng Xinglang.

He got up slightly, trying to move some distance away.

But the moment he moved away, a strong figure fluttered at him.

Before Cong had time to react, he felt two warm things clinging to his neck ...

Like a veneer etiquette!

Breath freezes instantly in this second!

He didn't have time to react rather than being agile, but he forgot to react at all!

But the gentle closeness had not been maintained for a second, and the gentleman had transformed into a demon, and the demon exposed his sharp teeth instantly, biting on Cong Gang's cheek severely!

Healthy and sharp teeth are embedded in the flesh, and blood spreads in Feng Xinglang's mouth instantly.

It seems that only in this way can we vent our anger, worry about him, and dissatisfaction with him ... and the sorrow and anger that can't be resolved in the chest during this time!

”Feng Xinglang! You are so bullying!”

Cong Gang's voice was stained with husky sobbing; the bright liquid flashed in his eyes and was about to come out.

”Playing for fun? Playing tricks? Playing tricks?”

Feng Xinglang let go of his sharp teeth and grinned coldly; raised the back of his hand and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips.

”Cong Gang, you **** look like a human again ... but in the bones, you will always be a dog I picked up!”

Feng Xinglang reached forward and patted Cong Gang's bleeding cheek, ”You will always be my dog! My dog ​​is alive! My dog ​​can only be dead! Understand?”

Cong Gang's breathing was short, and his entire chest was undulating like he was cracking open; there was a tremor between his teeth, and he couldn't say anything.

...

When Feng Xinglang stepped out of the booth, blood was still dripping from the corners of his mouth and chin.

”Lang brother, why did you come out so soon? I have successfully got Bang Brother into the bathroom, and it is estimated that it won't take me more than ten minutes.”

Bai Mo approached Feng Xinglang happily, but was surprised to find that Feng Xinglang had blood on his face and hands.

”Lang, are you hurt? The mutinous guy attacked you?” Bai Mo asked in alarm.

”He's not as big as a dog!”

Feng Xinglang took the wipes delivered by the cat girl and wiped the corners of his mouth, humming: ”Disobedient dogs must be beaten!”

”Ah? Wouldn't it be that you hit that guy?”

Bai Mo pushed the door of the private room suspiciously, but found that there was no one in the private room.

That guy ran away? So fast!

”Lang, that guy is gone! Would you like to send someone to chase?” Bai Mo asked.

”No! A dog is a dog, even if it is far away and long after, it can find it by itself!”

Feng Xing Lang Fei's thin lips evoked a playful smile.

Bai Mo drew a corner of his mouth, and wanted to remind Feng Xinglang: Even if the dog found it by himself, he now recognizes Yan Bang as the new owner? !!

But seeing Feng Xinglang's arrogant look, Bai Mo didn't say a word.