Chapter 1791 – Waiting for Tender 67
He actually dared to come out of hell in broad daylight, wasn't he afraid of the sun turning him, a dog, into ashes?!
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang was long accustomed to venting his anger on others. Especially the Cong Gang he had saved before!
Using his words, Cong Gang was just a dog that he picked up! Even his life was Feng Xinglang's!
And the frequency of his curses became more and more frequent as Yan Bang became more and more distant from him!
"I guess Big Brother Cong doesn't like us disturbing his peace!"
Who wouldn't? Cong Gang had already saved his life when the little guy was still in Mommy's stomach!
In the beginning, Xueluo had firmly believed that Cong Gang would not die so easily! After all, Cong Gang was the most powerful person in her and her son's heart! But later on, as time passed and Yan Bang lost his memories, Xueluo also thought that maybe Cong Gang really did unluckily die during the cruise ship incident.
Although Xueluo still could not quite believe this fact. However, he could only passively accept it!
The sad care and care of his wife also made Feng Xinglang feel a little melancholy in his heart. Because of that 'if he was still alive'!
"My family of insects has no lack of people to like them!"
Feng Xinglang stepped forward and wrapped his arms around his wife's waist, "That damned hairy insect, it was crazy when it was alive all day, even when it was dead! I don't think the insect will like him! "
The little pest hunter let out a dissatisfied snort. He shouted towards his father Feng Xinglang.
"Ah, did my family's bugs understand? I know you're blackmailing Big Bro Jiang Chen! The bugs are protesting right now! "
Xueluo kissed his son's unsatisfied little cheeks and asked gently, "Insect worm, do you like Uncle Dendrolimus a lot too?"
"Uh, uh, uh, uh, what's that?" If you have the ability, why don't you open your mouth and speak to Xing Cheng?! "
When the driver of the Feng Family drove over again, where he had nothing to do, Feng Xinglang started to agitate the little thing that refused to speak.
"Cong Gang's damned worm is not a good thing at all! He's a bad guy! BadMan! "Right, bugs?"
"What do you mean, keep shaking your head? Father couldn't understand it! You say directly: Is the giant caterpillar a good person or a bad person? Good… Or is it bad? "
"…" The little guy smacked his lips, and ignored his full father, Feng Xinglang!
When he found out that he couldn't go to Cong Gang's villa today, the little guy cried out.
Feng Xinglang leaned over, and said slowly: "Tell daddy: do you want to go? To. Or not? "
The little fellow nodded its head.
"Nodding is useless!" Father couldn't understand it! He told himself that he would go… Or not to go?! If you don't say anything, your father will just treat it as you not going! "
"Wow!" The little guy threw himself into Mommy's arms, crying pitifully in all kinds of ways.
Seeing his youngest son cry so miserably, Xueluo could not bear to do so.
"Still going up? Little Girl Lin, don't you know there's a proverb, "Watch the mountain and run your horses to death"? You seem to be getting closer, but there's more than ten kilometers of road here! "
Seeing that his provocation was about to have an effect, but was interrupted by his wife, "Wife, it's still too late for this brat to leave his mouth and speak! If he's still unwilling to speak up today, then don't even think about going! "
In the end, Xueluo could only rely on his husband Feng Xinglang to bring his son, who was unwilling to speak, back to the GK Wind Vault.
… ….
Since the little fellow who couldn't get his wish was really noisy, Xueluo, who really didn't want to disturb his husband's office, brought his youngest son to Hetun to get food for himself. He also wanted to throw the little fellow to Hetun so that he could experience the feeling of having his beloved grandson cause a ruckus.
Of course, Xueluo did not come to the Hetun just for the sake of getting some food and making a ruckus; she was here for official business.
Xing Shi'er looked at the photo lazily, as if all the women in the world couldn't even enter his eyes.
"Old Tweleve, what kind of girl do you like? There was this loli, and there were imperial sisters as well. There were also young girls who were knowledgeable in the arts and arts, and there were even girls from the neighborhood who were pure and innocent … There has to be a way that suits you, right? "
He could not control his emotions and called himself his own sister. He had always wanted the young boys in Hetun, who were completely ignorant of the love between men and women, to have a family.
Xing Shi'er brought his chin closer to her, like a small beast curiously sizing up its prey.
Picking up her blushing red lips, she moaned bashfully: "Lin Xueluo, I like people like you!"
Without waiting for Xueluo to open his eyes wide in shock, Xing Shi'er sighed in melancholy, "What a pity, got in first! It's a good thing he really loves you, otherwise … I will definitely take you from him! "
Evidently, when Feng Xinglang fought for love the last time, it really made Xing Shi'er understand the fearless spirit of him fighting for love. Hence, he gave up on the idea of snatching Lin Xueluo from Feng Xinglang's side.
Before Xueluo could even finish, Xing Shi'er's surprised words came one after another.
"Lin Xueluo, have you thought about how to make the Xing Bug become my foster son?"
"This…" The depressed Xueluo originally wanted to make things difficult for Xing Shi'er, and let him find the Hetun to discuss this matter, so that he would know the difficulties of leaving.
"Then it can still be discussed!" However, as a condition, you must first come with me to meet these three girls! "
In order to increase the success rate, and to give it what it took, Xueluo first picked out a girl from the three girls who had a personality similar to his.
A gentle and quiet looking elementary school math teacher.
The little teacher was clean and white, wearing an aged pair of black-framed glasses. A camel-colored coat that reached to her knees gave her figure quite a bit.
"This is my younger brother. "This is Wen Qingqing, Teacher Wen."