Chapter 2568: Love you, I have the final say 49 (2/2)

”...” Seeing such a low-pitched adoptive father, the fifteenth seal was also speechless.

But it can be better explained: Feng Xinglang's pro-girlfriend, no one can covet it!

Otherwise, the end will be unimaginable.

When I thought that my sister was caught by the master Cong Gang last night, I felt my back chilled.

Will Master Cong Gang kick himself like his foster father Feng Xinglang?

It can only be tougher!

But since the master Cong Gang kicked his foster father into the car, he never showed up again; I don’t know what his plans are today. Do you need him to guard his foster father 24 hours a day? !

To be honest, the fifteenth seal is a great time to enjoy this moment!

Listening to the late sister quarreling with the foster father, feeling the father’s full paternal love for his daughter, and also saying a few words to him from time to time... Such a warm and warm moment is really a seal of fifteenth. expected!

He really hopes that Carne can drive slower, so that this moment can be longer and longer!

”I'm here...bye daddy, bye bye brother fifteen!”

I couldn’t stop at the school for a long time. Lin Wan got out of the car reluctantly, “Daddy, you and Brother 15 must remember to pick me up from school! There are many bad guys lately, so I’m afraid of the party!”

”Don't worry, Daddy, just you, a baby girl, will definitely ensure your safety first!”

Feng Xinglang got out of the car with him, holding his daughter's hand and sending him into the school gate.

Feng Shiv had to get out of the car with his adoptive father: the severe sleepiness that happened to his adoptive father last night still left Feng Shiv's heart lingering!

But Feng Fifteen seems to be able to feel: In fact, the drowsiness of the foster father is controllable. As long as there is no anger in the early stage, the state of mind is calm, and the mind is relaxed, there will be no possibility of second sleep later!

As long as his baby girl is by his side, he can't get angry even if he wants to get angry!

So if there is a late sister, the foster father is safe!

But... if something my sister said that night and frightened my foster father Feng Xinglang, it would be hard to tell!

The safest and the most dangerous!

Feng fifteen feels that Lin Wan is like a time bomb. It is possible to blow up his foster father Feng Xinglang at any time!

When my sister ‘confessed’ to herself that night, Feng Tuantuan and Yan Wuhao were both in...

...

In the presidential elevator, Feng Xinglang draped Feng Shiv's shoulders.

Feng 15 is about the same height as Feng Xinglang. In order to make Feng Xinglang put on his shoulders more comfortably, Feng 15 can only bend his knees slightly.

”Fifteen, if you really like my niece Tuantuan, I can really help you!”

Feng Xinglang patted Feng Fifteen on the shoulder, ”But, you have to adopt a gentle attacking style! You can't be too rude or reckless!”

”Good foster father, I will try my best to be a gentleman!” Feng Fifteen obediently answered the foster father.

”Actually, I really like you kid!”

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, ”But your sister is only fourteen years old late, nine years younger than you...otherwise I would like you to be my son-in-law soon!”

Feng Xinglang's words are only true and nine are false!

There are close to the fifteen sets, but if he wants him to marry his daughter to a cold-blooded killer, Feng Xinglang must disagree!

In general, Feng Xinglang is not a good person!

Years of doing business have given him a treacherous atmosphere!

But Feng Xinglang's remarks were almost touched by Feng Shiv.

Foster father Feng Xinglang’s son-in-law, Chenglong Kuailong... he didn’t even dare to think about it, but he was coveted!

When he entered the president's office, the corners of Feng Xinglang's lips could not stop rising.

Because he saw the dog Cong Gang sitting on his executive chair...

”Oh, who is so dare to sit in my position as President Feng? Is this trying to seek power to usurp the throne?” Feng Xinglang looked like a smile but not a smile, coupled with his daunting tone, no matter how he looked like a complete ruffian.