Chapter 2488: Questions about eating Baba (1/2)
”Feng Xinglang ... stop it!”
For more than half an hour, Cong Gang was tossed out by Feng Xinglang.
After taking Cong Gang's arm to his mouth and grinding his teeth for a while, Feng Xinglang didn't loosen it; just playing like a bone in his mouth.
One hand was blocked by Feng Xinglang, and Cong Gang freed the other hand to send a message to Feng fifteen.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock outside the door.
”It should be a meal delivery. Please ask: Can Ben slaves go to open a door first, waiting for President Feng to be full and continue to abuse me?”
Cong Gang's patience is at its best at this moment. Let Feng Xinglang make trouble with him, he will cooperate.
Cong Gang at this moment looks like a masochist!
”Exactly.” Feng Xinglang released his mouth.
Just about to wipe the saliva on his arm, Feng Xinglang shouted loudly, ”No wipe! You dare to wipe, I will cut off your hand directly!”
”Yes? ... Uncle Feng! Don't wipe!”
Cong Gang gently lifted Feng Xinglang's head and moved him away from his stomach. Then quickly got up and walked towards the parlor of the suite.
The fifteen is the one who came to deliver the meal.
”master……”
”Cough!” Cong Gang coughed softly as a reminder.
”Mr. Song Tai, what happened to my uncle?” Feng Fifteen immediately changed his mouth.
”Your righteous father still needs a few days of rest.” Cong Gang said quietly. And from the hands of Feng fifteen took him to prepare the breakfast.
”Oh……”
Feng fifteen looked in the direction of the bedroom, and he wanted to go in, but still stopped outside the door.
”Right teacher ... but Mr. Song Tai, the little worm yelled to see his dear ... you can see if I can bring him here?” Feng fifteen asked tentatively.
Cong just kept silent for two seconds, ”Let the bugs wait! Wait for his dear father to think of him ... Bring him over again!”
”Good Mr. Song Tai.” Feng fifteen nodded again and again.
When Cong had just come in with breakfast, Feng Xinglang had lifted the silk from his body. Perhaps it is the drug effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and the whole person feels steaming.
Although they have the same structure, Cong Gang seems to be a bit restrained when facing Feng Xinglang, who can't hide it.
”Cover the quilt. Be careful of the wound infection after being cold.” Cong Gang avoided his gaze.
”If my wound is infected ...”
Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a white glance, ”Lao Zi will pick up the good skin from you and put it on me!”
Cong Gang was also not angry, covering the silk with his waist and covering the special place. I can't hold someone like a savage, so I want to show as much as I want in front of him!
That's not embarrassing at all!
Feng Xinglang deliberately refused to move; Cong Gang had to hold his back with patience and temper, and put the pillow on his back ... But Feng Xinglang pulled it away and threw it aside!
How willful as a child!
Cong Gang was still not annoyed, so he brought his upper body close to the back of Feng Hanglang, and then took the bowl of stewed beef porridge from the bedside and fed it to Feng Hanglang's mouth.