Chapter 2390: Everyone just playing (2/2)
Although Feng Xinglang didn't turn around, Cong Gang could clearly feel that he had stopped his movements and was listening to him talking to Feng Xiaoworm.
”Little bug, what's wrong with your hand? Why is it bleeding?”
Cong just asked nervously. Use a tone that is enough to attract Feng Xinglang.
As soon as he heard that the younger son's hand was bleeding, Feng Xinglang couldn't hold it anymore and immediately rushed to grab Cong Gang's mobile phone.
”Little bug, what's wrong with your hand?”
Feng Xinglang temporarily broke away from the sadness of his eldest son, and immediately jumped into the care of his younger son.
”Ha ha ha ha ... the worm's hand is not injured! It's ketchup!”
The little guy put his finger in his mouth and sucked, ”Did you see that ... it's sour and sweet tomato sauce!”
”Shit boy, you scared your dad!”
Feng Xinglang then relaxed and stretched into the sofa, stretching his arms and legs. A clever leg rested on Cong Gang's shoulders.
”Daddy, do you miss the bug?”
The little boy asked while holding the ketchup in his hand.
”Think! Think every day! You are the heart of your dad!”
With the care of the younger son, let Feng Xinglang get out of the sadness of the older son ... undoubtedly the most effective way!
”Does your dear want a little more bugs? Or do you want a little more sister later?”
The little guy asked for a bite of soup. The industrious appearance looked really annoying to Feng Xinglang.
”Of course I want a little more bugs in my house ...”
Feng Xinglang's eyes turned away from the topic, ”Why are you cooking again? Isn't your little girlfriend good at serving? You really have a long face for your dad!”
Looking at the youngest son who was playing with the pots and pans, Feng Xinglang was inexplicably distressed.
”Daddy, Little Worm cooks for An An, and is very happy and happy! Because An An is a girl that Little Worm likes! It ’s just that Dad likes Mummy!”
The little guy didn't care about the words of the big man. In his opinion, cooking for the person he likes is really a very happy thing.
”Smelly boy, you second son of Fengjia are so good that you don't do it, but you want to be a little slave to the caterpillar's house ... Daddy's heart is almost dead!”
Looking at his little son's happy face, Feng Xinglang called with a lot of emotion.
”Daddy, have you eaten yet? Munich is seven hours behind Shencheng ... Daddy, should you have dinner?”
Almost forgot the task entrusted to him by the bug.
”No ... My dad has no appetite!” Feng Xinglang answered weakly in the face of the younger son's concern.
”Dad, how can you lose your appetite? Was it enraged by Danuo Nuo?”
The little fellow also sighed, ”Da Nuo Nuo has always been disobedient ... Daddy, you can't bear to slap him! Only you are angry!”
”Your brother Nuo is mad at his dad ... It is his dad who has a toothache and has no appetite!”
Feng Xinglang is a **** calf's father.
”Daddy, you ’re not Da Nuo ’s one ’s own father, but you ’re also a worm and a late daddy. You must take good care of your body! If you do n’t eat dinner, the worm will be distressed! The late sister Will be distressed! ”
The high emotional quotient shown by the little guy suddenly warmed Feng Xinglang's heart.
”My dad listened to the bug and went to dinner.” Feng Xinglang lovingly smiled.
”Then my dear obediently have dinner! Bye!”
Feng Xiaoworm, who completed the task, couldn't wait to hang up the video call, because he was going to call his little Princess An'an to get up and eat early.
Feng Xinglang, who was still depressed, was revived immediately after receiving his younger son's video call.
Especially the ‘You ’re not Da Nuo ’s one ’s own father, but you ’re also the worm and the late one ’s father. You must take care of your own body’, which really warms his heart!
Feng Xinglang feels happier with a young man like his young son.
When looking sideways, Cong Gang had already sent the reheated tender beef tenderloin noodles to him.
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang seemed to understand something.
Since someone has a good heart, he will not disappoint. Feng Xinglang leaned over his upper body and began to appetite to eat the plate of tender beef tenderloin noodles.
Obviously over the age of waywardness and anger, but Feng Xinglang likes to play with his temper and pretend to be in front of Cong Gang!
More accurately, he enjoys the feeling of being cared by Cong Gang!
Unscrupulous and prestigious!
After eating the plate of Italian beef tenderloin noodles, Feng Xinglang wiped the corner of his mouth as a gentleman with a wet wipe, and stared at Cong Gang.
”Cong Gang, the purpose of your daughter ... you want my son to be a slave to your daughter, right? Your dog thing is really deep!”
Cong Gang did not respond to Xinglang's provocation, but just silently packed the dinner plate.
”Why, was I right?” Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang horizontally.
”Come and rest early after you eat! Good to raise your uncle!” Cong Gang faintly said.
”...” How about raising a tadpole? What do you mean? Is this insulting him as a pig?
”Cong Gang, you are less proud! No matter how hot your daughter is, you won't be able to give birth to my family and give birth to sons and daughters?” Feng Xinglang hummed.
Cong Gang didn't want to continue stimulating someone. When he was about to leave, the phone rang.
The call was from Wu Song. Cong Gang frowned slightly: It should be urgent at this time.
”Who's calling?” Feng Xinglang asked coldly. Leaving the bedroom deliberately to answer will only make Feng Xinglang more suspicious ...