Chapter 1682: Toss with love 10

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The little guy froze sternly. He stared at Yan Bang with his eyes widened, and his lips moved stiffly:
"Dabangbang ... you, you must be kidding me!"
And Yan Bang's sober and cold face had no intention of joking with the little guy.
"Nuo Nuo, Da Bangbang is not joking with you! Cong Gang is really dead! It is Wei Kang who sent Cong Gang's body to cremate. You can ask him to confirm it!"
Yan Bang said calmly. Maybe in his opinion, these facts little guys are already fully able to bear.
"No, no! The big caterpillar will not die! How can the big caterpillar be so dead! You must be lying to me! The big caterpillar will not die! He is the most powerful! How could he die!"
The little guy who didn't want to accept this fact, hurriedly refuted. A pair of tearful eyes filled with tears.
Yan Bang didn't seem to think that the little guy was so concerned about Cong Gang's life and death. This was quite unexpected.
I always feel that I care about Cong Gang's life and death, which has caused Yan Bang to be very worried, but he did not think that this is the case.
How did this group just make Feng Xinglang and his son so unable to give up? !!
"Where is this guy ... all will die! Early death, late death, all death!"
Yan Bang comforted a few words casually, "Cong just died a little earlier, but the saying isn't that: early death and early birth! Maybe Cong Gang has already been reborn to the President's House now!"
"No ... the big caterpillar will not die!"
The little guy was still thinking, "I don't want him to die, he won't die!"
Why does this sound so familiar? It seems that his dad, Feng Xinglang, said something similar.
"Fin Lin Nuo, you don't have to talk anymore! Cong died as soon as he died, don't you still have me!"
Yan Bang bowed over and held the little guy off the ground; but the little guy suddenly burst into tears.
"I don't want big caterpillars to die ... I don't want big caterpillars to die ..."
The little guy was crying very sadly, Douda's tears fell down, "Dabangbang, you must be lying to me! I hate you ... I don't like you anymore! You hate it!"
No matter how Yan Bang persuaded comfort, he couldn't stop the little guy from crying.
But from the beginning to the end Yan Bang didn't mention to the little guy: Cong Gang died to save his dad Feng Xinglang.
One didn't pay attention, and the little one ran away and ran out; he ignored the cry of Yan Bang and the cry of Yan Wuyi's children.
The little guy hurried into the car, and asked the watchmaker Xing Shishi to immediately send him his dad's GK venture capital.
When Lin Nuo rushed to GK Ventures, Feng Xinglang was talking to several managers in the project department.
The little guy pushed the door softly enough to be heard by everyone in the office.
"Daddy, my son wants to ask you something ... Are you free now?"
Seeing his tearful son, Feng Xinglang seemed to have foreseen something.
"My son has something to find my dad ... Of course my dad is free anytime!"
Feng Xinglang took away the project managers, squatted over and hugged the tearful little guy.
"Daddy, Big Caterpillar ... Is he really dead?"
The little guy asked directly. Extremely sad and panicked, he just wanted to know what the truth was.
Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows, stared deeply at his son's tear-stained face, and asked softly, "Who did you listen to?"
"Da Bangbang said! I went to him and wanted him to take me to Amazon to find the big caterpillar ... But Da Bangbang said that the big caterpillar was dead! Daddy, is Da Bangbang really true? He Lie to me, right? "
Until this moment, the little guy was still reluctant to believe the fact that Cong had just died.
This Yan State!
But at this moment, Feng Xinglang didn't mean to blame Yan Bang.
Because of this, son Nono will know sooner or later. He couldn't hide the little guy for long.
Perhaps speaking from Yan Bang's mouth, it would not look so difficult than telling the little one himself.
Feng Xinglang hugs his son tightly in his arms, and gently scratches the little boy's cheek with tears.
"Nuo Nuo, the big caterpillar will live forever in the eyes of his dad and his son, so the big caterpillar will not die!"
Feng Xinglang responded politely to his tearful son.
"Asshole seal Xinglang! You lied to me again! You said that the big caterpillar has gone through the Amazon jungle ..."
Whatever lives in my heart will not die, the little guy does not buy it. He just wanted to know if Cong Gang was dead or alive.
"Nuo Nuo, dear takes you to see the big caterpillar!" Feng Xinglang picked up his crying son.
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The mountain forest at noon, under the shroud of sunlight, shows its deepness.
The trees on the mountain are mostly evergreen broad-leaved forests. Only a few species of trees will fall leaves, making the whole mountain forest more concise and bright, and has a strong sense of space.
With hundreds of meters away from Cong Gang's house, Feng Xinglang stopped at the side of the road.
He took his son's little hand and walked slowly in the mountain forest step by step.
"Nono, do you feel the existence of the big caterpillar?"
The little one shook his head and asked with a sob, "Daddy, isn't the big caterpillar dead? He is so powerful ..."
Stepping on the dead branches and rotten leaves in the mountain forest, Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking through the gap between the trees to the sky.
"Nuo Nuo, my dad, like you, don't believe that big caterpillars will die!"
"The big caterpillar must not have died! My son did not believe that the big caterpillar would die!"
But this self-deceiving method did not last long, the little guy suddenly burst into tears and sad.
"Dad, would you please bring the big caterpillar back? My son really misses him!"
Faced with his son's uncontrollable crying, Feng Xinglang's heart was writhing. He squatted down and gently wiped the tears from his son's cheek.
"The big caterpillar will come back ... we must be patient!"
"Dad, let the big caterpillar come back now ... my son really thinks about him! It really doesn't work, let him call me."
The little boy put his head on his father's Feng Xinglang's shoulder and cried even more sadly.
"Nuo Nuo, we have such a big caterpillar in mind and care about the big caterpillar ... he will be very happy!"
Feng Xinglang kissed his son's tearful cheek. "We will thank him for having been in our life; he will also be thankful for having us in his life!"
"Daddy, my son just wants the big caterpillar to come back ..."
If my dad Feng Xinglang is too esoteric, the little guy doesn't understand and doesn't want to listen. He just insisted on making noises and wanted Cong to return and return to him.
"Actually the big caterpillar has been ... never left!"
Feng Xinglang kissed his son's cheek. "Did you hear that, the big caterpillar is greeting us?"
The wind blew and blew this mountain ...