Chapter 1765: Waiting for tenderness 41

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Xing Twelve was a little dazed by Xue Luo's inadvertent question.
Is this the rhythm of showing stuffing?
It ’s over, I ’m afraid that the task confessed by the righteous father will not be completed today!
Don't ... another day?
Anyway, Yan Bang could not wake up for a while and a half!
The point is that Feng Xinglang looked at his own eyes, which was just the fierce interrogation.
In fact, the emergence of Xing Twelve was still quite informative. Coupled with the phrase "Dare to smash the woman I like", it makes someone think more!
"That ... it's so hot ... I'll come out to enjoy the cool!"
The excuse ... it won't even convince a three-year-old child. IQ is flawed!
In fact, Xing Shiliang's IQ is not very low, that is, the emotional intelligence and thinking acuity are so poor!
In worldly terms: That's called simplicity! There is a simplicity that is different from the treacherous generation Feng Xinglang!
"Leopard head, go to the ward to see Yan Bang!"
Feng Xinglang's thinking acuity is naturally much higher than the simple Xing XII. He almost conditioned to remind the leopard head squatting beside Bai Mo.
According to visual inspection, Bai Mo should only see skin trauma, and did not hurt the brain.
The response of the panther head in the upper half of the shot was slow, and then rushed towards the intensive care unit.
By the time Feng Xinglang looked sideways, Xing Shiliang had disappeared.
"The stink boy runs fast enough ..." I haven't had time to ask what is 'Dare to Smash My Favorite Woman'!
Watching Xing Twelve's direction of departure, the snow falling after the shock came immediately to look at Bai Mo's injury.
"Bai Mo, are you badly hurt? Promise your sister-in-law!"
Xue Luo half-kneeled on the ground, with the side of the muscular sportsman saying "Hurry up, call the doctor!"
When Xue fell back, even her husband Feng Xinglang disappeared.
This nonsense guy! He promised to apologize, but after a little frustration, he left his wife and ran away?
To a greater or lesser degree, Feng Xinglang was a little bit unjust.
Feng Xinglang ran out to chase Xing Twelve.
Because this matter is very important!
It's about Yan Bang's last breath!
As for the safety of his wife Lin Xueluo, Feng Xinglang knew that without his own fuse, Bai Mo and Leopard would not and did not dare to hurt a woman. At best, they complained about him in the presence of his wife.
Obviously, it is impossible for Feng Xinglang to catch up with Xing XII. Unless Xing Shiliang intentionally stopped and waited for him!
At this moment, Xing XII, the last person to see was Feng Xinglang. So he fled for a long time.
After pausing for a while outside the hospital's gate, Feng Xinglang rushed to the parking lot and took the car galloping towards Repulse Bay.
When Xing Shirzag was hesitant to report the ‘missing’ incident to Yifu Hetun, the roar of Feng Xinglang came from the door.
"Xing Twelve, come out!"
"What about coming out? I'm afraid you'll bite me! First of all, can you beat me ?!"
Xing Shiliang was not frightened. Feng Xinglang also touched the light that he was the biological son of his righteous father Hetun, so he did what he wanted; otherwise, he might be beaten into a pig-head!
"Dare you come to see Hetun with me?" Feng Xinglang whispered.
"What dare not!"
Although a copy of Xing Shier's mouth looked like he wasn't afraid, he was still a little hesitant.
That's how one thing fell into one thing.
"But why should I listen to you?" Xing Shieryou snorted. "You should hurry home and hug the children!"
"Old twelve, why is it so irregular? Arang is your brother, and you respect him as much as you respect me!"
Behind him, a sound of reprimand came from Hetun.
His son Feng Xinglang hurried to Xingshi to plead guilty. Eighty percent of them should have been discovered by Xing Shiren.
"Not too fast into the roof and meditate!"
Since Xing Er passed away, and his own son is not close to himself, Hetun is even more favored from time to time to make a little wayward Xing XII.
"Yes, righteous father! I will meditate now!"
After Xing Xinglang made a ghostly eye with a stare and a twisted nose, Xing Shierzai flashed into the room with a high toe.
"Aaron, the old twelve are not sensible, don't give him general insights! Come in and sit ... why didn't you bring Nono and Bugs? The small sports car customized for their brothers was delivered, and they were free to let them try Test drive. "
He Tun's affection for the two grandsons is not only spiritual, but also material. An adjacent villa was filled with toys for two little guys.
Feng Xinglang took a sip of tea and glanced up at the crystal chandelier.
"Hutun, did you let Xing Shierzhuang go to Yanbang's oxygen pipe?"
Because oxygen is the most important condition for Yan Bang to survive. Breaking his oxygen is equivalent to breaking Yan Bang's last breath.
"Is this happening?"
Hetun shouted, "This old twelve is getting more and more disobedient! I will reprimand him well when I look back!"
"Hetun, guess what I think of these days ..."
Feng Xinglang did not continue to argue with Hetun. It's not necessary and it doesn't make much sense.
"Don't you go to Ando to get revenge for Yan Bang?"
This is what Hetun is worried about. So he has been urging Ando to leave Shencheng to prevent his own son from fighting with Ando.
However, Ando's schedule was frustrated by the new official Ren Lingyuan. Feng Xinglang's soft stimulation still played a certain role.
"No ... No ... No!"
Feng Xinglang deliberately used an evil tone, "I will not go to Ando to take revenge ... And, I will do whatever I want ... to be his son! It so happened that he also fancyed me!"
Feng Xinglang stared at Hetun like this, looking at his face from just pride, a little condensation, and finally Tie Qing's anger.
"You ... you ... you want to be Ando's son?"
The meat on Hetun's face shuddered with anger, "You ... are you worthy of your dead mother?"
"Wrong! Sorry for my mother, you are Hetun all the time!"
Feng Xinglang leaned closer to his cold face, "Hetun, I remind you: if something goes wrong with Yanbang's oxygen tube in the future ... I'm sure you will regret it very much!"
He Tun's old face was twitching calmly. He gritted his teeth and stared at the handsome face that resembled the woman in front of him, holding his breath for a long time before slowly relaxing.
"Okay ... I assure you: From now on, there will be nothing strange about Yanbang's oxygen tube!"
Unnaturally wriggling his lips, Hetun finally compromised.
"That's not enough!" Feng Xinglang said.
"What else do you want?" Hetun became irritable.