Chapter 1951: Drag tongue to play (1/2)
When the chill wind blew over Feng Xinglang's cheek, his originally smiling face became condensed in an instant.
Stepping out of the villa is not easy.
Maybe it is not just his pace that is heavy, but also his whole state of mind!
It seems that Feng Xinglang really did not expect: Cong Gang would hide so deep!
Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang had planted his people beside Yan Bang, and wondered that Yan Bang, who has amnesia today, is not controllable, and many people who monitor him are not an errand!
But Feng Xinglang was the one who never expected that He Cun Gang was beside him!
And that person was Köppen, which Hetun trusted so much!
Just in the sunshine room, Feng Xinglang was weak and sensational. Although Cong Gang won the verbal promise that he would not harm Hetun, Feng Xinglang was not sure whether Cong Gang would change his mind!
There are too many uncertain factors!
However, Cong Gang was willing to let Coburn's dual identity be known to him, more or less unexpected.
Alternative confession? Still demonstrating to him?
The messy state of mind could not be calmed down, and the steering wheel in his hand followed the call. Unconsciously, they drove towards Repulse Bay.
”Prince Xing, you haven't been here for a long time, but the elder father misses you!”
Xing Laowu grinned with a thick mouth, which seemed to be quite nagging.
For some reason, Feng Xinglang felt instantly: Xing Laowu and Xing Twelve were the simplest and most adorable!
So Feng Xinglang reached over and patted Xing Laowu's fleshy cheek. The gentleman smiled:
”I miss you too!”
This said, Xing Laowu was so flattered that Prince Xing was thinking about him!
He feels good about himself: Prince Xing ’s ‘you’ must include him Xing Wu!
”Prince Xing, you must come often!”
Xing Laowu's mouth was even wider. But the exposed teeth were quite white. Judging by his strong body like a cow, his appetite should be good.
”Okay, then listen to you, I will come often in the future!” Feng Xinglang smiled gently.
”Prince Xing, you are so nice ... you look handsome!”
Xing Laowu was really calm, and felt that the whole person was about to fly.
Feng Xinglang walked into the villa's living room without talking about Lao Xing who was smirking.
”Alang, are you here? What are you talking to the fifth child, so happy to listen to him outside!”
He Tun has always been very happy about his son's visit.
Seeing that Hetun was still living in front of himself, Feng Xinglang secretly called out a long stale cloud. He gave a deep glance at Hetun, and sat down on the sofa opposite him.
”Alan? What's wrong? Seeing your face doesn't look good ... arguing with Xue Luo again?”
Hetun noticed that his son's face was a little cold, and he was still a little bit indepressible.
”No ...” Feng Xinglang squeezed his eyebrows. ”I just miss my mother a bit!”
This excuse is quite appropriate.
In fact, the impression of his mother Su He has long been blurred in Feng Xinglang's memory: a gloomy but stubborn woman! In comparison, he remembered his older brother Feng Lixin more!