Chapter 1842: Love Letter 47

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It was the empty echo that answered Xinglang's wrath; then there was silent silence.
Feng Xinglang didn't like this kind of tranquility, and even hated it. In this cold early night, it was even more depressed. Whether it's environmental or deep inside.
With a loud noise, the angry Feng Xinglang fell down a chair in the living room, and the anger filled with anger.
"Cong Gang, what a corpse do you have? Some kind of you come out! I can't kill your dog thing!"
In fact, whether Cong Gang had any corpses, Feng Xinglang was probably just a beautiful wish.
In short, it is Feng Xinglang's usual style to treat bad things, or events that do not obey him, or vent or anger him on Cong Gang.
The anger and mania that had nowhere to vent were staged in the empty villa hall.
After messing around for a while in the downstairs living room, Feng Xinglang, who had been silent for ten seconds, walked upstairs again.
"Cong Gang ... Cong Gang ... Where did your dog hide my son?"
"..." Did he find this himself? Or did Lin Xueluo tell the woman?
"Dog, if you die, die a little bit farther, die a little bit! Don't it with three days and two scammers playing Lao Tzu and pit my son!"
"..." It seemed only his wishful thinking. And anger.
"Hmm ..." With a loud noise, Feng Xinglang kicked a potted plant placed at the corner of the stairs and kicked him downstairs.
"Big bug ..."
In the dark room, there was a whisper-like whisper from the wormworm kid; it should have been awakened by his own bastard's daddy.
"Shh."
Cong Gang made a silent gesture to the little guy in his arms. The little one snuggled up silently in Cong Gang's arms.
Downright Daddy! No matter how the relatives called Xinglang called, the little guy didn't say a word.
When Feng Xinglang opened the door of the master bedroom, the smoky bed was already empty. Even the quilt was wrapped away.
If Feng Xinglang was calm enough and keen enough at that time, he would definitely be able to feel the high temperature in the room.
Or he can observe the details, such as the quilt being rolled up on the bed, or the children's shoes intentionally or intentionally left under the bed, and he can find what he wants to find.
Unfortunately, Feng Xinglang at that time was more just venting his irritability. Everywhere I went, I was either smashed or stunned, and the whole person was wrapped in suffocation.
In the storage room close by, someone wrapped the little guy in his arms with a quilt and watched from the gap Feng Xinglang who was violent to the innocent furniture and furnishings.
The little guy in his arms seemed to be completely awakened by the beating of the bastard's dad, and more and more he cooperated with someone's instructions, and remained silent without a word.
This little thing of strength!
The narrow gap can not see the whole picture of Feng Xinglang. But he could feel his angry and violent anger.
It's the father of two children, why is it so manic? !!
Was it forced by someone?
Still being used to it?
After an inexplicable anger came out of the master bedroom, people hurriedly looked for the flower room on the third floor.
"Want to go back with your dear?" Cong Gang asked the little thing in his arms low.
"Big bug ..."
The little guy snuggled tightly into Cong Gang's arms and wrapped his neck around his neck with his little arms.
Obviously, Little Things didn't want to go back with their own dad. He likes to stay here with Cong Gang, and more like Cong Gang.
It's really a fate, somehow it's deep!
Cong Gang's lips evoked a gratifying smile and brought his cheek closer.
"Well, let's continue playing hide-and-seek with your manic dad!"
If this is heard by someone, it is estimated that it will be torn; unfortunately, the game he just set is not something he can solve.
Unless, it is his subjective consciousness that wants him to unravel!
And now, obviously it's not time!
"Cong Gang, you will never come out again, I will burn your dead tomb!"
Here's the trick again! Whenever anger can't be vented, Feng Xinglang will use this sentence to intimidate. I just don't know if I'm intimidating the dead Cong Gang or forcing himself! And this sentence is almost becoming the mantra of Feng Xinglang!
The silent silence made Feng Xinglang's anger growl as if it had encountered thousands of years of ice—wow!
Like a collapsing mountain, Feng Xinglang dumped on the sofa behind him; the impact was a little painful, but it also eased his manic mood.
Thinking about it, Feng Xinglang called his wife's cell phone. He knew that the eldest son should be in the master bedroom.
"Dad, have you found Brother Zerg?" The answer was indeed the child Feng Lin Nuo.
"Not yet! Your mummy should not be so messy that you left your own son here alone!"
That said ... as if he hadn't lost Fengxing Lang. So far his wife has sent him a big fire.
"Yes, did the wise son ask something from your mum's mouth?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.
"I just awakened Mommy from my own son ... But Mommy only said: Believe her! And also said that Brother Bugworm will be sent back tomorrow morning!"
The little man pursed his lips. "From the situation that Mummy sleeps so sweetly and securely, I think Mummy's words can still be believed! If you don't have a dad, you can come back first, and we will wait until tomorrow morning! Anyway It will be a few hours before tomorrow morning! "
Persuaded by the eldest son, Feng Xinglang got up, subconsciously looked back toward the stairs, and walked out.
...
Can only wait, seems to make Feng Xinglang more and more anxious.
But he really didn't want to wake up his dormant wife again, and make him more cross-examined.
Perhaps you should choose to believe in your wife ... It's just not desirable for wives to use their children as a bargaining chip!
But it looks like I can only let go of the dormant woman tonight, and wait for her younger son to go home tomorrow and take a good ‘lesson’ to her.
"Daddy, why don't you sleep?"
The child Lin Nuo moved to her mother's side, making a lot of room for her father, "Daddy, you can sleep for a while. Maybe after you wake up, Brother Bugs will be back!"
The little guy hasn't been able to enjoy being close to his dad and mommy together for a long time!
"My dad is not sleepy! My son and mum go to sleep. My dad is here to guard you!"
Feng Xinglang wasn't sleepy, but he couldn't get himself to sleep peacefully.
I feel like I was thrown into a strange circle ...