Chapter 2005: Im a straight man! (1/2)
Seriously, Feng Xinglang was very upset this morning.
He treats Bai Mo like his brother treats his own younger brother, but now the two sister-in-law still send a killer to beat him?
What a **** heart!
As Cong Gang was concerned: Since Yan Bang's amnesia, Feng Xinglang has had little contact with him, a little bit of sadness about the strong man breaking his wrist. Feng Xinglang decisively demarcates the boundary with Yan Bang! If Bai Mo had an upset with Feng Xinglang, I'm afraid he was really acceptable for a while! So Cong Gang didn't agree to ask Feng Xinglang to ask the Bai family for a holiday villa!
Geek stuff! I really missed that punch! Also lightened!
”哐 啷”, a bad mood, resulting in poor appetite Feng Xinglang threw the knife and fork on the table.
It looked like his appetite was not good, but he didn't eat less: a piece of risotto, and half of the German pork elbow. I felt more like I could n’t eat anymore, so I threw away the knife and fork.
Dare to buy someone else to beat yourself? It really eats bear heart leopard gall! Just for a second-hand child? Dignified Prince Bai's family is really hungry!
Taking a sip of the tired tea from the secretary, Feng Xinglang felt that his stomach was a little bit stretched.
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang lowered his head and lightly picked up his shirt ... It was better not to look at it, and the mood became even more frightened!
Feng Xinglang saw that his abdomen had a fat belly with a thick two-finger belly.
It shouldn't be ... When did you add such a thing? !! Is there a problem with your sitting position?
As a result, Feng Xinglang sat up straight; sure enough, the raised belly went down a lot! But he just moved a bit more comfortably, and the belly appeared again instantly, and it was thicker than before!
Feng Xinglang's conditioned reflex sat up straight up again, and the belly that looked quite eye-catching went down again.
As the secretary came in to clean up the tableware, Feng Xinglang saw Ba Song walking by the door. At lunchtime, as long as Feng Xinglang stays in the GK venture capital for lunch, Ba Song usually goes to the office next door and plays hot with the female secretaries.
”Ba Song, come in!” Feng Xinglang called in a deep voice.
”Well ... coming!”
Hearing Feng Xinglang's call, Ba Song rushed in immediately, ”General Feng, you call me?”
”Well, close the door first.”
After the secretary left, Feng Xinglang hummed.
”Oh.” Thinking that Feng Xinglang was going to order himself some confidential things, Ba Song immediately turned to close the door of the president's office.
”Mr. Feng, what's so secretive?” Ba Song came forward to ask.
”Take off your coat!” Feng Xinglang said softly.
”Ah? Undress ... undress?”
Ba Song was so shocked that he even pulled down his chin. ”For ... why?”
”Let you take it off, you take it off! Where there is so much nonsense!” Feng Xing whispered angrily.
Thinking too much, Ba Song immediately protected his chest with his arms tightly, ”General Feng, you ... please let me go! I, I am straight!”
Feng Xinglang praised Ba Song with a blank eye and humorous humming: ”If I really want to bend you, can your mother be straight?”
”Mr. Feng, don't ... don't do this! I ...” Ba Songxin thought it was true, and even said that he was unfavorable.
”Don't take off? OK, I'll call Cong Gang to get you off!” Feng Xinglang made a move to pick up the phone to make a call.
To deal with Ba Song, Huhuohuwei is still very useful!
”Don't don't ... I ... I'll take it off!” Ba Song faced bitterly, and began to lift his upper body's shirt trembling.
Feng Xinglang was a bit lost and hesitant when he saw Ba Song's eight distinctly shaped abdominal muscles.
I'm not old yet, why is it getting oily?
What have you done over the years? Feed yourself so fat and strong?
”Back down! Sit down for me!”
Feng Xinglang thought fortunately: Ba Song who sat down might be just like himself, and he would also protrude his belly.
After Ba Song sat down, he showed only the arc-shaped abs; Feng Xinglang completely believed this time: his body shape was indeed out of shape!
”Feng ... General Feng, don't you have a wife and children ... Why ... why do you still like men?”
Ba Song asked tremblingly. Really worried that Feng Xinglang would pounce on himself abnormally, and then gave him a stiff corner!
”Put on your clothes and get out of Laozi!” Feng Xinglang roared angrily.
Ba Song immediately picked up his shirt and rushed out.
[Feng Xinglang, you are fat ... Is it more important than your life? Are you almost forty? Poor your daughter is only two months old and will face your greasy middle-aged uncle all day long! I'm afraid you haven't waited until the day your daughter got married, you are already in a wheelchair! ]
Seriously, Feng Xinglang is really too lazy to move so many brain cells that die every day.
But Cong Gang's remarks were like a curse. From time to time, he lingered in his ears, making him sit or lie.
Squeezing his belly, which was almost **** thick, Feng Xinglang made an amazing decision: he wanted to work out!
If you do n’t, just hold your son-in-law in the future!
The thought of Feng Xinglang's whole person is not good when she thinks that her daughter will marry in the future. So, sadness is turned into strength!