Chapter 1020: Need my love?

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Cong Gang was still silent.
I set my gaze on a pot of clivia in front of me, silent for a long time.
"Boss ..."
"Boss?"
After Wei Kang shouted twice more, Cong turned to his side slowly, glanced at Wei Kang, and Qingyou asked, "Huh? What did you just say?"
"..."
Cong Gang's reaction made Wei Kang hold back.
Who is Cong Gang?
It's the kind of tricky hand that can be alert with the slightest wind;
But now he doesn't even understand what Wei Kang said? !!
Wei Kang felt that it was necessary for him to sacrifice Ba Xiao ’s little cub again and forcibly punish him with a confession!
"I said Feng Xinglang went to a detoxification clinic this afternoon. I also handed something to Lan Youyou's medical treatment in the detoxification clinic!"
Cong Gang's fingertips slid along Clivia's leaves, and he said quietly, "He is finally willing to do something with Lanyou ... good thing!"
After speaking, it was a long silence.
Is this done?
No more?
Wei Kang couldn't help but be jealous: Boss was placed under house arrest by Feng Xinglang for two or three days. What happened?
Of course he did not believe what Ba Song said, saying that Boss was hungry for two or three days, and then he suffered from sequelae?
This sequela is too strange, right?
Or was Boss mentally maimed by Feng Xinglang? Or physical abuse?
It doesn't look like it! When Cong just came back, the action was still spooky, and it shouldn't hurt him!
It only came out after more than ten hours of confinement in the room. And then it has always been this look of stagnation!
Could it be that Feng Xinglang gave Boss something?
Wei Kang is a scientist and doesn't believe in ghost tricks in Jianghulang!
It seems that only the mental faint is left!
Wei Kang has always been puzzled: How could it be Boss' opponent with the skill of Feng Xinglang who still had one leg at the time! If it really hits, it is estimated that Feng Xinglang will have to beg for mercy!
Feng Xinglang can't beat Boss, but in terms of playing tricks ... it is a very good chance!
Could it be that Boss was brainwashed by Feng Xinglang?
It doesn't look like it!
"By the way, what has happened to Hetun recently?"
While Wei Kang was thinking hard, Cong Gang asked coldly.
"Hetun? It's quite quiet these days! It's estimated that you're either trying to deal with Yan Bang, or you're working on our ideas!"
Wei Dun, Wei Kang raised his eyebrows, "But I heard that Xing Er ate the local army's puppet in Mexico, and it seems that he still took the life of Xing Shi or Xing Shiyi ... I guess Hetun also has two days. Not busy! "
Concerning Xing Er's passive situation, Cong Gang's eyes were heavy: he was born in Xing Er. Brothers and apprentices.
"Boss, why do you say Hetun didn't kill Lan Youyou directly? Even if Lin Xueluo, his daughter-in-law, didn't export the bad gas, even for Xing Shishi, Xing Ba and Xing Shiliang, they shouldn't let Lan Youyou go! "
"Lan Youyou's death is undoubtedly her best destination! A woman of high arrogance and arrogance is now reduced to a prisoner. The gap between the soul and the flesh is enough for her to endure!"
Cong just sighed. I don't know if he is sighing for Lan Youyou or for himself.
"Also ... the woman isn't something in the pool at first glance! But she looks so pretty, it's easy for a man to hold her back, and it's no surprise that Feng Xinglang misses her!"
A beautiful woman can always make a man pleasing to the eye; coupled with the cool beauty of Lan Youyou who is thousands of miles away, it can even make some men who do not get her upset.
"Don't you also belong to the group that can't hold it?"
Cong Gang coldly glanced at Wei Kang.
"How is it possible! I like women who haven't opened a car! That blue yoyo has been disabled by the two brothers of Fengjia!"
"..."
Cong Gang doesn't seem to like this kind of ridiculous topic, Zheng Yan said: "Let Ba Song come tonight!"
"Know Boss!"

Feng Xinglang stepped back to Feng's house stepping on the meal.
Originally there was a dinner, but he asked Nina to push the dinner away and rush back to accompany his wife and children for dinner.
An Ying and the aunt are setting the table; the two little guys are eating small snacks before eating.
"Good boy, hurry up and let my dad hug!"
Feng Xinglang greeted the little guy with only one glance at him.
The little guy turned more proudly, only to appreciate the cool little back of his father Feng Xinglang.
Obviously, the little thing is still angry with him. Because the big witch Lan Youyou hasn't died for two months, but was locked up by the police uncle. I heard that as long as it is closed for more than four years, it will be released!
Lin Nuo is really disappointed with his own dad!
Very cold and embarrassing! At least Tuantuan Xiaocui thinks so.
"Uncle, will you hold me?"
The cutie said sweetly with a negotiated milky tone.
"Still unhappy with Uncle!"
After getting permission from Feng Xinglang, Xiao Ai immediately ran over and raised her arms high to help her uncle pick her up.
Lin Nuo glanced at his own bastard's dad, and the little look was sulking and sullen.
He bit his little mouth and still didn't snor.
Seeing that his son's selfish and careful eyes were pantothenic again, Xueluo wanted to come to comfort his son, but he stopped walking and turned to the kitchen. Avoiding the cold war between their father and son.
"Nuo Nuo, come, let the uncle hug! See if the uncle can hold my son Nuo!"
Feng Lixin came over, trying to pick up the little guy in a sullen mood.
"Uncle, you can't hold me! If you fall, you'll have to go to the doctor again! Then the snot will cry again!"
The little guy absolutely embraced Feng Lixin's initiative. Climbing off the sofa himself, he walked towards the dining table dullly.
"Tuantu, come to papa! Let your uncle coax your brother Nono!"
Little cute nodded her head, and immediately moved away from Feng Xinglang's body.
Feng Xing Lang Jian stepped forward and sat down next to his son.
"Don't give it up?"
Feng Xinglang arched the little guy with his shoulders to dry his back.
The little boy squirmed his lips lightly, his head hung low and he didn't say a word.
Feng Xinglang can see that at this moment, he can use the method of
half-pushing and half-pushing
on the small things; but he
respects
the reluctance of the other half of the little guy, and retracts the arm that he probed back.
"Okay, dear respect you, don't hold if you don't!"
This is how to play it!
The little boy clenched his little mouth, and looked back at his dad, who was sitting and sighing.
"I can only hug you! Not many hugs!"
The little boy pursed his lips, and approached his father and father Feng Xinglang to make up.
"Ah ... it's still the most comfortable and warmest thing to hold my son!"
Feng Xinglang took the small thing tightly in his arms, kissed and kissed on his tender little face.
No matter how willful, it is not done by the devil who is one foot tall!
In fact, in the past two months, Feng Jia has been shrouded in a depressing atmosphere.
On the surface, it seems that the family is very happy, but because of Lanyou's case, everyone has their own thoughts.
Or guilt, or dissatisfaction, or patience, or concealing ...
Even the Tuantuan became much more sensitive. Rarely raised his mum in front of Brother Nono. Because she knew Brother Nono didn't like her mum, she didn't dare mention it.
These days, Xue Luo and her husband Feng Xinglang will only write superficial articles. When they go upstairs and return to their bedrooms, the Cold War will begin.
Xue Luo's attitude towards the man's handling of Lan Youyou's case was still a little disappointing.
She disagrees with what the man said: it is more famous for her to be a lawyer for a lawyer! What role did his husband play? Just being a husband ’s name? What about responsibility? What about obligations?
Xue Luo didn't want to blame the man too much. It doesn't make any sense anymore!
Not wanting to make the entire Feng family restless, Xue Luo swallowed his grievances.
Feng Lixin lost his wife; Feng Tuantuan lost his mother; he was the same as the victim!
And what about Xuelin Lin?
winner?
"Son is sleeping?"
The man working in the study returned to the bedroom.
Xue Luo quickly closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep.
"Are they all asleep?" The man murmured, turning to himself.
But just when Feng Xinglang wanted to take the son in his wife's arms, Xue Luo opened his eyes.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Be careful to wake up Nono, he has to make trouble with you again!"
"The moonlight is so fascinating tonight ... can we live up to it? Our daughter is still waiting for us!"
The man pulled the pajamas on the woman's shoulder with his fingertips, and kissed the snow-falling incense shoulder tenderly.
"Feng Xinglang, don't bother with that effort, I can't have a daughter!"
Xue Xue said quietly as she pulled the pajamas on her shoulders.
"How do you know without trying? In fact, it is good to have a son."
The man pursed his lips to catch her daughter's ear beads, but Xue Luo sideways avoided her.
"Feng Xinglang, don't you already have this daughter? Do you still need me?"
Snow fell coldly, "Again, I can't have a daughter as beautiful as Tuantuan!"
The man held Xueluo's slightly resentful face and grinned, "Why is it sour?"
"OK, I'm tired!"
Xue Luo didn't want to continue the topic with men, "Is it you who sleeps on the sofa, or our mother and son?"
"Wife ... I want to sleep on you!"
"..."
"Actually, I know, you also want to sleep under me ..."
"No! I don't want to!"
"Let my hand be with you for a minute ... don't think about it."
"... Feng Xinglang! What are you doing? Nono is asleep ... you ... where are you reaching for your hand!"
"Wife, I need your love very much ... otherwise I won't be happy!"
"Will you need my love? Tell a story or a joke?"
While Xueluo was talking, the man had stretched his leg between Xueluo.
"Either let me love you; or I let you love ... You can choose one or more!"