Chapter 2196: Postscript 14 (1/2)
Although it felt strange, Feng Xinglang's attention at that time was almost entirely concentrated on his daughter Wan Wan and Xiao An An.
In Feng Xinglang's opinion, people like Cong Gang should not receive any boring calls. In other words, the calls he received must have content. But Cong just hung up in a few words, and he didn't care too much.
Don't like the big round table with a sense of distance, Bai Mo will let the chef prepare a buffet.
At dinner, Feng Lin's little cute had to sit next to Xiao An'an, who ”ignored” her existence. The less likely it was to get close, the more the little thing was thinking of going close.
”Sit with An An ... sit with An An!”
The little things are on the same day as An Anbang. Wherever An An went, she followed; wherever An An sat, she also followed. If she couldn't be satisfied, she would cry to seek an adult to solve it for her.
An An sat next to Cong Gang, and Feng Lin later sat there; Feng Xinglang, who had always loved her daughter, could only sit with her.
The dinner was very hearty, and top-quality goods such as 5A's Snowflake Beef, Australian Lobster, and French Foie Gras were made on the spot.
I don't like being entangled by this little P child late in the evening, Xiao An'an climbs up and sits on Cong Gang's strong leg; when I see it late in the evening, I also want to climb up to sit on Cong Gang's leg.
”Sometimes, how about sitting on your dad's lap?”
”Late with An'an late ... Sit!”
It is impossible to send his daughter to sit on Cong Gang's legs; although Feng Xinglang is doting, he has not lost his mind.
”An'an, come, sit with sister Wan Wan on the legs of handsome Uncle, will you?”
You can't let your daughter sit on Cong Gang's legs, but you can let Cong Gang's daughter sit on her legs.
Xiao An'an was far more lazy to look at Feng Xinglang's father and daughter, and he drank in the arms of Cong Gang and ate soft and crisp baby snacks in the bottle.
”Cong Gang, please hug An An over me and sit on me! I also hug two!”
Seeing that Xiao Xiao didn't buy his own account, Feng Xinglang began to instruct Cong Gang.
”Why, haven't you been bitten enough?”
Cong just arrived to see how far Feng Xinglang can coddle his own daughter.
”Bite and bite! Your daughter just likes this and I will satisfy her!”
In order to meet his daughter's request to sit with Xiao An An, Feng Xinglang recognized him even if he bit him.
As soon as Feng Xinglang stretched her arm over, before touching An An, she raised the bottle and started smashing his hand and arm.
”Little girl, you can't marry so carefully!” Feng Xinglang took back his hand with pain.
”Hahahaha, Xinglang, you've met your opponent! An'an, your daughter-in-law, my family bugs are married!”
Xue Luo is more and more like this small thing An An. Although barbaric, she has her own principle: to defend the one she loves, but to evil, she will fight it out!
”Late night, okay? You see, my dad's hands are almost swollen by that pretty girl!”
Seeing that coercion didn't work for Xiao Anan, Feng Xinglang could only sell miserably with his daughter.
Feng Lin saw that her father and father were smashed into the back of his hands, and stopped crying.
”This is the intimate little jacket of my dad!” Feng Xinglang loved and kissed, ”My dad loves my house late!”