Chapter 2133: Obediently drinking bottle (1/2)

After a tepid answer to Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang hung up the phone.

It is obviously useless to say anything to Yan Bang now!

”Big bug?”

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Feng Zheworm gently dangled his father's clothes with his little hand. The clear eyes were full of hopeful light.

”Not a big bug!”

Feng Xinglang leaned down and pecked gently on the forehead of his younger son, ”What do you think of a big bug?”

The little man nodded weakly. Then he turned his head and looked out of his window quietly.

Feng Xinglang knelt down on one knee, resting his chin on the younger son's shoulder, trying to look at the little guy's eyes to see his world.

Except for the dark gray, dark blue sky, there is no other scene that can be seen.

”If Little Worm really wants Big Worm ... Daddy has a way to get him back immediately.” Feng Xinglang kissed the little son's cool little face.

The little guy's melancholy eyes lit up again, glanced at his smiling dad, and then murmured: ”Little bugs don't believe it!”

”How about playing with your dad? Okay, you're in your dad's account!”

Feng Xinglang looked up at the dark sky, ”In three days, if that bug doesn't come back, how about I be your son?”

There is not much interest in this kind of child who is the son of Feng Zong.

”The big bug is back ... the little bug is good!”

The mode of dialogue between father and son is completely different from one frequency.

”That's the deal! My dad got the **** bug back, and the little one just obediently!” The father and son reached an agreement so happily.

The little guy is full of hope, but he doesn't believe the dad who promises at every turn!

”Lang, who's on the phone?”

In order to avoid embarrassment, Bai Mo turned to Feng Xinglang, who came over with the worm in her arms.

”Your brother!” Feng Xinglang responded truthfully.

”Bang brother? Bang brother remembers you?” Bai Mo asked in surprise.

”Do you think there is a switch in your mind? If you want to lose memory, lose it, if you want to restore it, restore it?” Feng Xinglang hummed.

”That's not thinking of you? Then what did he call you for?” Bai Mo was a little lost.

”Talk about the King of the Southern City!” Feng Xinglang replied casually.

”Hmm ...” Bai Mo sighed longly. ”Once the Iron Triangle ... It's so scattered! Really make things!”

”It's not making things that make people, it's making people people! Your kid can be ruthless to interrupt my leg, and it's a matter of time to break up with friends!” Feng Xinglang said a few words silently.

”Lang Ge, I apologize to you sincerely, why are you still holding my pigtails! I have no weight!”

Bai Mo's fallacy is: he can do wrong by himself, but others must be forgiven! Otherwise, the weight is small.

”If it weren't for the blossoming face, I really want to kick you into the Pacific!” Feng Xinglang gave Bai Mo a cold look.

”Sister-in-law, look at Lango, more and more careful!”

Seeing why he could not seal Xinglang, Bai Mo sued Lin Xueluo.

”You hurt your Lange like this, I can forgive you and Langge, sitting at the same table with you and talking about wine, it's all about brotherhood and girlfriends' love! It's beyond your reach! ”

Snow fell, of course, toward his husband. After all, she didn't know the truth.

It's late.

Feng Xinglang in the study on the third floor downloaded an encrypted video file from GK's server.

After browsing the video file, the smile on the corner of his lips slowly raised: dog stuff, such a low body fat rate? What do you usually eat? fruit? vegetables? In such a life without words, Feng Xinglang didn't want to spend a day!

With the mouse, Feng Xinglang took a full body photo from the video with his mobile phone and sent it to someone!

Dog stuff, in addition to your three-legged cat effort, playing with Lao Tzu, you are too young!

Matching the picture, Feng Xinglang also sent someone a text: [Little bug misses you! You can return within three days! Otherwise, these videos and pictures will be played continuously in the commercial street for 24 hours! ]

Seriously, Feng Xinglang couldn't stand the eyes of his younger son. The staring look.

From small to large, Feng Xinglang spent his childhood under the stick of Feng Yishan. It can be said that his childhood is a history of blood and tears.

So after Feng Xinglang became a father, he wished to give all his father's love to his three children.

The eldest son cares for him; the youngest daughter loves him; and the younger son ... seems to turn a blind eye to his pet! There is a feeling of being unlovable and unlovable! The rest can only do what they want!

Feng Xinglang's love for his youngest son can't let go; but watching his younger son lie prone at the floor-to-ceiling window every day, not only his wife looks distressed, he also follows his heart!

I should n’t have helped my younger son get a name!

Is there a cocoon to bind yourself? !!

Is it for yourself? !!

Annoyed and annoyed, but Feng Xinglang warmly welcomes the arrival of his youngest son!