Chapter 2663: If you cant play, you will be exhausted too! (1/2)
Although Feng Xinglang also exercises on weekdays; but his exercises are purely superficial;
In other words, it is embroidered pillow-style fitness!
Don't look at the shape of his muscles, it looks a lot better than Cong, but it's only the kind of insignificant!
It is estimated that even Cong Gang can't stand a punch!
Of course, the prerequisite is that Cong Gang is willing to fight!
But this situation shouldn't happen!
Feng Xinglang put his hands on Cong Gang's back shoulders, panting like a dog.
In comparison, the three Protter Hounds were quite calm and relaxed. Seeing Cong Gang came, they immediately gathered around to claim credit.
”Uh……”
Feng Xinglang felt his hand licked by the hound's tongue, and immediately retracted his hand in a panic, ”Bug, these dogs don't... don't bite people?”
”If they dare to bite you, you will bite them back! Don't lose to them in aura!”
I can hear that Cong Gang's mood is really good tonight. He used Feng Xinglang's witty ridicule!
Feng Xinglang: ”...”
But Cong Gang's action was: slightly bowing his body slightly, allowing Feng Xinglang to lean on his back and gasp more comfortably.
Cong Gang knew: Such a large amount of exercise has almost exceeded Feng Xinglang's physical fitness!
”Daddy, you are so bad! You are so tired after running so little?”
Feng Xiaochong flashed his breathless father with the light source, ”Not even this little girl An An can match!”
”Little bug, why do you compare your daddy to me?”
Cong Anan snorted, ”It sounds like you can compare to me!”
When the term ‘little girl’ is used in practice, it already has a discriminatory connotation.
”Sorry An'an, the bug didn't mean that...”
Feng Xiaochong quickly apologized to the angry Cong An'an.
”Then we have a match: whoever catches the next prey first will win!”
As soon as Cong Anan's words fell, one of the Protter Hounds suddenly let out a deep muffled hiss, and then flew out like an arrow from the string.
Cong An'an followed after him; the Feng Xiaochong who was worried about Cong An'an also chased after him.
”Eh... eh... slow down! Safety first!”
Before Feng Xinglang could finish speaking, the two children disappeared in the shadow of the jungle.
But the two children's Feng Xinglang couldn't help but stared at Cong Gang angrily, ”Dead bug, you usually train my little bug as a hunting dog?”
”Little Worm has a weak physical foundation, and physical training is indispensable! Otherwise, he will have to have a fragile body because he has extraordinary acumen and wisdom.”
Cong Gang Wensheng stated to Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang was silent suddenly: it seemed that at this moment did he feel that Cong Gang had paid too much for his little son!
”Caterpillar, thank you!”
Feng Xinglang expressed his sincere thanks.
”You don't need to thank me! I'm totally looking at Lin Xueluo's face...”
Before Cong Gang could finish speaking, Feng Xinglang got stuck in his neck.
”Dog stuff, why don't you stay away from Lin Xueluo? Lin Xueluo is my wife!! You **** often talk about my wife... You owe a beating, don't you?!”
Just now I sincerely thanked Cong Gang, but at this moment, he was up and down to Cong Gang.
Such behavior is very good!
Fortunately, Cong Gang never expected Feng Xinglang to thank himself! He does not need Feng Xinglang's gratitude!
Otherwise, you must be depressed to death!
Feeling that Feng Xinglang is almost resting, Cong Gang pretended to be nervous, ”The bug hasn't moved for a long time...Are you sure you don't chase to protect your little son?”
That's how the paternal heart is used!
It's no good if you don't use it, otherwise this uncle will definitely not take the initiative to chase him!
”Little bug... little bug...”
Feng Xinglang, who was already sitting on the rock, stood up and shouted twice towards the northeast corner of the jungle.
”The bug won't fall into the trap, will it?”
Cong Gang deliberately created tension. He knew that Feng Xinglang's love child had always been eager.
”Then what are you doing here? Hurry up and have a look?” Feng Xinglang said anxiously.
”The bug is your son, not my own...”
Cong Gang followed Lai and sat on the rock, ”If you don't chase, why should I chase?”
”Dog stuff, get up and chase the bug with me! If something happens to my son, I will have to break your corpse!”
Feng Xinglang dragged the ‘reluctant’ Cong Gang before trotting over from the northeast corner.
”Big Worm, An An caught a hedgehog... An An won!”
Feng Xiaochong is really a little warm man: his love and love for Cong An'an is manifested in every detail of life.
”Smelly boy, what are you doing so fast? My father is almost out of breath!”
Feng Xinglang had no intention of prey at all, because he was so tired that he was almost lying on the ground.
Fortunately, Cong Gang was behind him, reaching out his arm to slightly support Feng Xinglang's shaky figure.
”Daddy, such a bit of mountain road exhausts you so much...you are such an old man!”
Feng Xiaochong hummed, ”Don't go out in the future, drink tea at home and enjoy the sun every day, and take your grandchildren!”