Chapter 2102: Look at your mood! (1/2)
After his dad brushed off his handsome face that thought he was so handsome and angry, the children of Lin Nuo rushed towards the third floor like a cheetah.
At that time, Feng Xinglang wanted to catch up with the eldest son, but his strength was not allowed!
Although walking is easy, getting up and down the stairs is so strenuous.
By the time Feng Xinglang was suffering from the pain caused by the knee flexion, he climbed up to the third floor.
”Big caterpillar, you don't like kid nor anymore ...”
The little boy buried his entire face in Cong Gang's chest, and grunted grievously. ”You're an older child. Learn to control your emotions! The big caterpillar is just a passenger in your life, a scenery ... You can't stay at your own pace for a long time because you are attached to a scenery! Conducive to your growth
!! It is also not conducive to enjoying other beautiful scenery and encountering better passengers! ”
Cong just patiently and temperamentally told the children of Feng Linnuo the truth of life; but his gaze kept looking at the entrance of the balcony on the third floor until the figure of Feng Xinglang appeared.
From the first floor to the third floor, Feng Xinglang was unhappy; coupled with the pain caused by the bending of his legs, his unhappiness escalated and he looked angry.
Feng Xinglang leaned against the door, staring at Cong Gang who had not seen him for more than a month. In fact, it is not accurate enough. For more than a month, he can often see Cong Gang's dynamic pictures in the video. But far from real people look so angry!
Seeing that Cong Gang was staring at his own leg, Feng Xinglang walked over the door in a change of kingly posture.
”Why, are you envious of my long legs again?”
Then he laid his long legs on the rattan table in front of Cong Gang.
Cong Gang slightly hooked his lips, swiping past Feng Xinglang's long legs, and then slowly hummed and said:
”When not wearing an orthosis ... your legs are very soft?”
Honestly, Feng Xinglang, who was posing at the time, heard Mars' words in his sharp eyes when he heard Cong Gang's words.
”Cong Gang, I'll have Lao Tzu's legs. I'll cut your dog's leg and connect it to Lao Tzu!”
Why Feng Xinglang was angry, it was because Cong Gang was right. When he was not wearing an orthosis, Feng Xinglang did not have strength when he stood up and flexed, and his entire leg was beaten softly.
”It's so rare that you can still look at my legs ... the key is that it doesn't deserve you to be a **** of wealth!”
Cong had just been tanned, and the whole person looked more energetic.
”Count on your self-knowledge! Keep your doglegs for your own use!”
After Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a glance, he set his eyes on the half-cloudy tea in Cong Gang's hand;
Seeing Cong Gang slowly holding up the turbid tea, he was about to drink, and Feng Xinglang, who was struggling and thirsty, grabbed the cup in Cong Gang's hand, and drank it on his back ...
To be precise, these semi-cloudy teas did not enter the throat and into the stomach, and most of them were contained in the mouth by Feng Xinglang; because the taste feedback gave him a signal: this cup of tea is really awful!
When Feng Xinglang instinctively wanted to spit out, Cong Gang flicked his finger on Feng Xinglang's throat knot at a speed that was too fast to cover his ears!
With a gurgle, Feng Xinglang swallowed the tea in his mouth almost conditionedly!
”Cong Gang, what the **** did you give Lao Tzu?”
Feng Xinglang stared at the leisurely Cong Gang in amazement and annoyance.
”It's so hard to drink a medicine!” Cong Gang snorted softly.
”What medicine?”
Spit was definitely not vomiting. Feng Xinglang looked at the drunk cup in his hands, and the whole man was on the verge of frying.
”poison!”
After Cong Gang hummed, he glanced at Feng Xinglang again, ”Do you believe it?”
”Dogs, you do n’t have any **** stuff with me! What medicine?”