Chapter 2663: If you can't play, you will be exhausted too!

Although Feng Xinglang also exercises on weekdays; but his exercises are purely superficial;
In other words, it is embroidered pillow-style fitness!
Don't look at the shape of his muscles, it looks a lot better than Cong, but it's only the kind of insignificant!
It is estimated that even Cong Gang can't stand a punch!
Of course, the prerequisite is that Cong Gang is willing to fight!
But this situation shouldn't happen!
Feng Xinglang put his hands on Cong Gang's back shoulders, panting like a dog.
In comparison, the three Protter Hounds were quite calm and relaxed. Seeing Cong Gang came, they immediately gathered around to claim credit.
"Uh……"
Feng Xinglang felt his hand licked by the hound's tongue, and immediately retracted his hand in a panic, "Bug, these dogs don't... don't bite people?"
"If they dare to bite you, you will bite them back! Don't lose to them in aura!"
I can hear that Cong Gang's mood is really good tonight. He used Feng Xinglang's witty ridicule!
Feng Xinglang: "..."
But Cong Gang's action was: slightly bowing his body slightly, allowing Feng Xinglang to lean on his back and gasp more comfortably.
Cong Gang knew: Such a large amount of exercise has almost exceeded Feng Xinglang's physical fitness!
"Daddy, you are so bad! You are so tired after running so little?"
Feng Xiaochong flashed his breathless father with the light source, "Not even this little girl An An can match!"
"Little bug, why do you compare your daddy to me?"
Cong Anan snorted, "It sounds like you can compare to me!"
When the term ‘little girl’ is used in practice, it already has a discriminatory connotation.
"Sorry An'an, the bug didn't mean that..."
Feng Xiaochong quickly apologized to the angry Cong An'an.
"Then we have a match: whoever catches the next prey first will win!"
As soon as Cong Anan's words fell, one of the Protter Hounds suddenly let out a deep muffled hiss, and then flew out like an arrow from the string.
Cong An'an followed after him; the Feng Xiaochong who was worried about Cong An'an also chased after him.
"Eh... eh... slow down! Safety first!"
Before Feng Xinglang could finish speaking, the two children disappeared in the shadow of the jungle.
But the two children's Feng Xinglang couldn't help but stared at Cong Gang angrily, "Dead bug, you usually train my little bug as a hunting dog?"
"Little Worm has a weak physical foundation, and physical training is indispensable! Otherwise, he will have to have a fragile body because he has extraordinary acumen and wisdom."
Cong Gang Wensheng stated to Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang was silent suddenly: it seemed that at this moment did he feel that Cong Gang had paid too much for his little son!
"Caterpillar, thank you!"
Feng Xinglang expressed his sincere thanks.
"You don't need to thank me! I'm totally looking at Lin Xueluo's face..."
Before Cong Gang could finish speaking, Feng Xinglang got stuck in his neck.
"Dog stuff, why don't you stay away from Lin Xueluo? Lin Xueluo is my wife!! You often talk about my wife... You owe a beating, don't you?!"
Just now I sincerely thanked Cong Gang, but at this moment, he was up and down to Cong Gang.
Such behavior is very good!
Fortunately, Cong Gang never expected Feng Xinglang to thank himself! He does not need Feng Xinglang's gratitude!
Otherwise, you must be depressed to death!
Feeling that Feng Xinglang is almost resting, Cong Gang pretended to be nervous, "The bug hasn't moved for a long time...Are you sure you don't chase to protect your little son?"
That's how the paternal heart is used!
It's no good if you don't use it, otherwise this uncle will definitely not take the initiative to chase him!
"Little bug... little bug..."
Feng Xinglang, who was already sitting on the rock, stood up and shouted twice towards the northeast corner of the jungle.
"The bug won't fall into the trap, will it?"
Cong Gang deliberately created tension. He knew that Feng Xinglang's love child had always been eager.
"Then what are you doing here? Hurry up and have a look?" Feng Xinglang said anxiously.
"The bug is your son, not my own..."
Cong Gang followed Lai and sat on the rock, "If you don't chase, why should I chase?"
"Dog stuff, get up and chase the bug with me! If something happens to my son, I will have to break your corpse!"
Feng Xinglang dragged the ‘reluctant’ Cong Gang before trotting over from the northeast corner.
"Big Worm, An An caught a hedgehog... An An won!"
Feng Xiaochong is really a little warm man: his love and love for Cong An'an is manifested in every detail of life.
"Smelly boy, what are you doing so fast? My father is almost out of breath!"
Feng Xinglang had no intention of prey at all, because he was so tired that he was almost lying on the ground.
Fortunately, Cong Gang was behind him, reaching out his arm to slightly support Feng Xinglang's shaky figure.
"Daddy, such a bit of mountain road exhausts you so much...you are such an old man!"
Feng Xiaochong hummed, "Don't go out in the future, drink tea at home and enjoy the sun every day, and take your grandchildren!"
Feng Xinglang: "..."
Despised by his son again!
"Okay, this is the end of the hunt tonight, go home and wash and sleep!"
Feng Xinglang really didn't want to run the mountain road anymore.
"Daddy, go back by yourself! An An likes colorful wild pheasants, I have to catch one for her!"
Feng Xiaochong didn't mean to go back at all.
"Don't go! You come back for me!"
Seeing that the youngest son was about to run away again, Feng Xinglang rushed forward to grab the youngest son's arm; but the little guy broke free like a loach, and immediately ran out dozens of meters away.
Feng Xinglang was about to chase him, but he was tripped by the stone under his feet, and he flew out.
Cong Gang's eyes were quick, and he caught Feng Xinglang's upper body which had been knocked down... But Feng Xinglang's knee was still hit against a rock with a palm!
To say that this little bump is normal when walking through the mountains and forests! But Feng Xinglang grinned with pain.
"Bug! Come back! Your daddy is injured!"
Cong Gang shouted at Feng Xiaochong and her daughter who were flying away.
Checked Feng Xinglang's knee: it was just a layer of oily skin removed, plus a little bruise.
"Daddy, just rubbed a little bit of oil, what are you doing so loudly? I thought you had a broken leg!"
What the real son said, how do you hear it ‘sweetly’!
Feng Xinglang originally wanted to try to stand up and walk two steps; after hearing what the younger son said, he simply sat down on the ground.
In line with the principle of'the youngest son abuses him; he abuses Cong Gang', Feng Xinglang immediately leaned over to Cong Gang.
"Caterpillar, my leg...maybe...the bone is cracked! It hurts terribly! Leave me alone, take the bug and An An to catch some colorful wild pheasant... Don't let the children's happiness !"
Feng Xinglang's trick of deceiving death by retreating for progress is really naive.
"Does it hurt so much?"
When Cong Gang asked, his fingers were already pressed on Feng Xinglang's leg bones;
"Ah..." Feng Xinglang let out a miserable exclamation, but it seemed to be half a beat slow.
"Daddy, don't pretend! Your bones are not cracked!"
Feng Xiaochong was speechless to his own father, "I'm such a big person, and still pretend to be pitiful? I really convince you!"
"Okay, I'll be here tonight! Bug, help your daddy go back!"
Of course Cong Gang knew Feng Xinglang's pretense; but when he saw Feng Xinglang's bruised knee, he acquiesced.
But as soon as Feng Xinglang's injured leg touched the ground, he immediately groaned in pain.
"Insect, my legs... I'm afraid I won't be able to walk! I can only give you some trouble!"
The pain is a bit painful, but it is not so painful that I can't walk.
Cong Gang: "..."
This pretends to be a bit too much, right?
"Daddy, let your son carry you!"
Feng Xiaochong bent his back to his father Feng Xinglang. How could he be such an annoying father? !
"No need! Bug, you take the two children home first... I'll sit here and wait for Kanai to pick it up!"
After speaking, Feng Xinglang sat on the ground again, and took out his cell phone to pretend to call Kanai.
"There are wild dogs and wolves in this mountain forest...you are not afraid of being eaten alive?" Cong Gang frightened Feng Xinglang.
"Anyway, if you collect the body for me, what am I afraid of? Besides, you can only live one day longer than me... Xiao Chong and An An gave me my death day, and then gave you my death day... save trouble!"
So, in the next second, Feng Xinglang successfully climbed onto Cong Gang's shoulders.
Dog things, you can't kill you, and you'll be exhausted too!
Cong Gang carried Feng Xinglang with his injured knee on his back, and walked steadily towards the mountainside villa.
"Daddy, are your knees better? How about the bug carrying you?"
Feng Xiaochong couldn't bear to bear Cong Gang's fat and lazy daddy all the time.
"No! Didn't you say that the big bug is cool and sassy? It's hard to get tired of walking back so little!"
Feng Xinglang who succeeded was a triumphant one. It's almost time to chant.
"Daddy, are you tired? An An ran back to get a stretcher first, right?"
Cong Anan loves her daddy.
"You go back first! Don't follow." Cong Gang's breath was smooth.
"Okay, don't worry about you guys! This bug was a horse in his previous life, so he can't be tired!"
You can't be tired, you a dog! Let you hang Laozi to walk in the cemetery!
"Daddy, slow down, An An will go home first!" After speaking, An An ran away.
"An'an, wait for me." Feng Xiaochong hurriedly caught up.
An An went back to get a stretcher; Feng Xiaochong was not at ease.
"Smelly boy, if you have a girlfriend, you don't even want your father!" Feng Xinglang exclaimed.
The jungle fell silent, and only occasionally heard a few birdsong and dog barking.
Cong Gang carried Feng Xinglang on his back and walked slowly and steadily.
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang pressed his cheek to the aorta on the left side of Cong Gang...
"Caterpillar, do you like to bite this piece the most when zombies blood?"
Feng Xinglang wanted to create an atmosphere of terror. By the way, scare Cong Gang...