Chapter 1926: I want to give your last name (1/2)
The evil smile of Feng Xinglang really made Cong Gang a little ... uncomfortable!
Did he say more? Or what should I say?
”What are you laughing at?” Cong Gang asked clearly.
”I suddenly thought ... that 30% of the GK equity is in your hands, I'm relieved!”
The smile on Feng Xinglang Jun's face has not completely dissipated, and the seemingly non-smiling look makes people wonder.
Cong just gave Feng Xinglang a faint glance, and said shallowly, ”It won't be long before GK will follow my name Cong!”
”I have nothing to do with your surname Cong! Just be happy!”
Feng Xinglang replied ... Hey Cong just couldn't reach the following.
For a long time, Cong snorted just now: ”You are too old! I can consider accepting your three children and my surname Cong!”
Feng Xinglang did not answer, but squinted his eyes and stared at the waist on the side of Cong Gang, where half of his body was covered with a windproof blanket.
”How hurt?”
As he opened his mouth, his long arms had reached over to lift the velvet blanket half wrapped around his waist.
Almost conditioned, Cong Gang instinctively pressed the velvet blanket on his body and refused to let Feng Xinglang look.
Feng Xinglang's hand lifted in midair shrunk back, and said quietly: ”Darkness!”
”By the way, Coban is still alive. You have been low-key recently! Don't hit the muzzle!”
Feng Xinglang's meaningful humming, ”Your waist is already dead, don't make the other side crippled again ...” Happiness ”will not be guaranteed after that! If you want to get a child out, I'm afraid you have to ask for help! ”
”...”
This indecent way of chatting is really not suitable for Cong Gang.
”Why, didn't you visit your aggrieved father and father?” Cong Gang changed the topic to boost his ambition and destroy the prestige.
”But Uncle Ben still thinks you are more important!” Feng Xinglang answered quite plainly.
The phrase 'you are more important', whether it's true or not, listens to people's hearts.
”Feng Xinglang, I'm afraid I'll make you regret it!” Cong Gang snorted.
”Regret not regret, say it later!”
Feng Xinglang lay lazily on the rattan chair. ”Lao Tzu is tired now ... I want to take a moment.”
Is this an alternative rogue way?
Cong Gang didn't expect that Feng Xinglang dared to sleep with him so brazenly ... and still under his eyes!
Is this contempt for him? Or ignore him? There is no fear of fear! !!
”Hey! Feng Xinglang ... get up quickly! Otherwise ...”
Before the ruthless words were finished, Feng Xinglang had heard a slight snorting sound. Should be really tired, and really fell asleep.
The setting sun became more tender, and Feng Xinglang's handsome face was coated with a thin halo, which softened his three-dimensional features.
Feng Xinglang was frozen awake.
It was already dark when waking up. There was no figure of Cong Gang beside him, only he was lying alone on a rattan chair on the open-air balcony.
”Dog stuff! Don't know how to get a blanket for Lao Tzu ?!”
An inexplicable desolation came to mind, Feng Xinglang felt that his heart was as cold as his own body.
Feng Xinglang sniffed a little clogged nose, looked around at the dark night, and frowned deeply.