Chapter 2357: Stealing a baby 132 (2/2)
Feng Xinglang threw the list of personnel and photos of the Melton family in front of Cong Gang, ”Looking at Fei Shener, you can tell me directly!”
”No time, tired!” Cong Gang closed his eyes directly.
”What to sleep? No sleep!”
Feng Xinglang rushed over Cong Gang's sweater, ”Before finding Nono, you don't want to stop!”
”Feng Xinglang, if you move me again, I'll beat you!” Cong Gang warned coldly.
”Hit me? Come on! Come on! I just have an itchy face, so try it out!”
Feng Xinglang pressed his cheek directly towards Cong Gang, and stuck it to the tip of his nose to Cong Gang's cheek!
Cong Gang turned his head and shook Feng Xinglang's face with his palm, pushing his rogue face back.
Feng Xinglang bit his mouth and bit it directly on Cong Gang's cheek.
This sudden bite directly bit Cong Gangyi's cheek out of a bleeding tooth mark.
”Feng Xinglang, do you really think I dare not stab you?”
The calm Cong is rare, and the shameful and angry Cong is even rarer; he jumps over and presses Feng Xinglang on his seat, and then presses his face with his palm Until it is distorted.
”Cong Gang, are you **** real?” Feng Xinglang burst into fury.
”What do you say? Haven't you tasted your fist? Let me taste it for free today!”
Cong Gang chose the chin on Feng Xinglang's deformed Jun face, and then punched it ...
It took only 30% of his strength; but Feng Xinglang felt that his jaw was about to dislocate.
This hit really stopped Feng Xinglang!
While touching his chin, he looked at Cong Gang unbelievably. ”Dead bug, how dare you hit Uncle Ben?”
Perhaps the jaw was a little crooked, and Feng Xinglang's words were a bit sloppy.
”I know you feel bad for your son ... I can understand it! But I'm really tired ... we'll take a night off and leave for Munich tomorrow!”
Worried that Feng Xinglang could not be shaved off the stage by himself, Cong Gang immediately reached over and rubbed his chin.
”Let's leave tomorrow? What if Nono is in danger?” Feng Xinglang asked anxiously.
”Rest assured, is your son Fang Xinglang a mediocre one? The saying is not that the father of a tiger has no dog! You have to have this confidence in your son!
Cong just glanced at Feng Xinglang's jaw that was reddened by himself, his eyes flashed slightly.
”Caterpillar, how do I feel you are deliberately delaying time?”
Feng Xinglang grabbed Cong Gang's collar again, ”Nuo Nuo is still a child ... don't test him!”
”Otherwise, go to Munich first. I'll take a night off and I'll rush over to meet you tomorrow morning!”
Cong just turned his head and looked awkward. Staring quietly at Cong Gang, who was resting with eyes closed, Feng Xinglang suddenly felt that his father was indeed overstretched! All kinds of uneasy to the eldest son! Always wanted to protect the eldest son under his wings. Don't want him to be a bit
The danger ... this endless mind!
Five minutes later, Cong Gang felt a sink in his shoulders: then a faint whisper was heard from Feng Xinglang.
It turned out that it wasn't Cong Gang himself who was tired, but Feng Xinglang who had been holding his eldest son.
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The Melton Castle is a classic ornate neo-Gothic building.
The stone walls are thick, the fortresses are lined, and the shape is strict. The main building is divided into three sections, showing a U-shaped distribution.
The family of Jiang Jiu lives in the old castle on the east side; a pair of tall bell towers on both sides are connected horizontally by a horizontal voucher below.
The gate is made up of layers of receding notes forming a perspective door, and the face is covered with statues. There is a large round rose window above the main door, exquisitely carved.
Tonight's **** wine, wearing a gorgeous evening dress; wearing a gorgeous diamond crown, noble and elegant. Tonight, she is the heroine of the dinner!