Chapter 1347 – Other forms of warmth
Being provoked by his son like this seemed to have also aroused Feng Xinglang's interest.
He really wanted to know: What kind of orchid would that mysterious guy, Cong Gang, like?
"So what do we bet on?"
Feng Xinglang turned his head and glanced at the little guy who was still in excitement.
"If the caterpillar likes my butterfly flower, you lose! If you lose, you have to come with me to Pater Castle to visit my foster father! "
He had thought that the little guy would scratch his cheeks and think about it for so long, but unexpectedly, the little guy suddenly blurted out.
Without hitting the little thing's filial piety towards Hetun, the corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth hooked up slightly.
"But what if Cong Gang likes my Mo Lan? Then wouldn't you lose? "
The little guy was pretty good at this. Losing meant losing, while winning meant winning; he would admit his loss.
"Well… For the time being, I have not thought of it! "
Feng Xinglang really did not think that there was anything that the little fellow needed to do. He did not like to force his children to do things he did not like. Even if the little guy made some principled mistakes sometimes, if Feng Xinglang could close one eye, he would close his eyes for a while.
The little guy helped his father, Feng Xinglang, to propose a condition, "Try hard to be a good son, how about it?"
Feng Xinglang scoffed, "I'll just keep it for now! I'll demand it from you when my father has made up his mind! "
"You make it sound like you will win … …" The little guy muttered, "Daddy, you will lose! "Let's just wait and see!"
… ….
He couldn't help but be impressed, Cong Gang had a body that was even tougher than steel.
Actually, it was not 'able', but Cong Gang forced himself to stand up.
In this world, there were people who were willing to become a lord, and people who were willing to serve a lord.
One was willing to fight, the other was willing to take it!
"Boss, Feng Xinglang and his son are here."
"What are they doing here again?" Cong Gang frowned, "Just say that I'm not here!"
"The father and son pair are each carrying a pot of orchids … He looks pretty silly! "
Actually, Wei Kang wanted the Boss to scatter his overbearing and depressing mood.
Regardless of whether it was good or bad, it could both stir up ripples in Cong Gang's peaceful life.
This was the goal that Wei Kang wanted to achieve!
To put it another way, it was to let the Boss have some fun and tease the Feng Xinglang father and son pair! Anyway, he had nothing better to do.
Who teased who, it really wasn't certain!
"The big caterpillar… Big caterpillar… I've come to see you! "
Before Yannawa received the password to refuse, he had already tacitly acquiesced to the intrusion of the Feng Xinglang father and son pair.
Perhaps he thought: Father and son with a pot of orchids each, should not be here to cause trouble!
A pot of orchids, with a pottery pot, was a little heavy; it would be a little difficult for a seven-year-old to run upstairs with it in his arms.
Thinking of something, the little guy turned back from the stairs and gave the orchid in his hands to his father, Feng Xinglang.
"…"
As expected of his, Feng Xinglang's, biological seed! That small thought was not as sharp and wise as usual.
Looking at the little fellow's serious expression, Feng Xinglang was really amused, "You want me to admit defeat? "You're still a little too young!"
The little guy gave her a look of contempt and hurriedly ran upstairs alone.
"The big caterpillar… Big caterpillar, I've come to see you! "
The little guy rushed to the bedroom on the second floor; Cong Gang, who was standing up just now, was already lying down on the bed.
The little guy leaned onto the side of the bed, leaned over and hugged Cong Gang's neck, then gave him a big kiss on his cheek, "Good morning, big caterpillar!"
They were both father and son. They both liked to casually kiss others. This little one is fine, but this big one …
Actually, there were not many people who could make this little fellow take the initiative to kiss them!
This little guy really knows how to pick people. In his opinion, it should be an honor!
"Are you better, big caterpillar?"
The little guy pressed his forehead against Cong Gang's, giving off a kind of warmth and comfort.
"Yeah, much better." Cong Gang replied. His voice was somewhat hoarse.
Then, he saw Feng Xinglang, who was holding a pot of orchid in each hand, looking at him with a gentle gaze.
"Giant caterpillar, look, what gift did I bring you …"
The little guy waved at his father, Feng Xinglang, "Father, hurry up, bring the flowers over for the big caterpillar to see!"
Under the little guy's command, Feng Xinglang placed the two pots of orchids beside Cong Gang's bed.
Cong Gang slightly nodded, "Mn, I like it."
"Caterpillar, which pot would you prefer?"
the little guy asked seriously. Furthermore, there was still a little bit of nervousness waiting for Cong Gang's answer.
This was because if he won, he would be able to fulfill his second wish and fly to Pater Castle with his own father to see his injured foster father and the rest of his family.
"Cough, cough!"
Feng Xinglang who was sitting on the wooden chair coughed lightly.
I wonder if it's just an itch in my throat? He was still reminding someone, or warning someone.
"Bastard, dad, you cheated!" You are not allowed to speak! "