Chapter 1926: I want to give your last name

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The evil smile of Feng Xinglang really made Cong Gang a little ... uncomfortable!
Did he say more? Or what should I say?
"What are you laughing at?" Cong Gang asked clearly.
"I suddenly thought ... that 30% of the GK equity is in your hands, I'm relieved!"
The smile on Feng Xinglang Jun's face has not completely dissipated, and the seemingly non-smiling look makes people wonder.
Cong just gave Feng Xinglang a faint glance, and said shallowly, "It won't be long before GK will follow my name Cong!"
"I have nothing to do with your surname Cong! Just be happy!"
Feng Xinglang replied ... Hey Cong just couldn't reach the following.
For a long time, Cong snorted just now: "You are too old! I can consider accepting your three children and my surname Cong!"
Feng Xinglang did not answer, but squinted his eyes and stared at the waist on the side of Cong Gang, where half of his body was covered with a windproof blanket.
"How hurt?"
As he opened his mouth, his long arms had reached over to lift the velvet blanket half wrapped around his waist.
Almost conditioned, Cong Gang instinctively pressed the velvet blanket on his body and refused to let Feng Xinglang look.
Feng Xinglang's hand lifted in midair shrunk back, and said quietly: "Darkness!"
"By the way, Coban is still alive. You have been low-key recently! Don't hit the muzzle!"
Feng Xinglang's meaningful humming, "Your waist is already dead, don't make the other side crippled again ..." Happiness "will not be guaranteed after that! If you want to get a child out, I'm afraid you have to ask for help! "
"..."
This indecent way of chatting is really not suitable for Cong Gang.
"Why, didn't you visit your aggrieved father and father?" Cong Gang changed the topic to boost his ambition and destroy the prestige.
"But Uncle Ben still thinks you are more important!" Feng Xinglang answered quite plainly.
The phrase 'you are more important', whether it's true or not, listens to people's hearts.
"Feng Xinglang, I'm afraid I'll make you regret it!" Cong Gang snorted.
"Regret not regret, say it later!"
Feng Xinglang lay lazily on the rattan chair. "Lao Tzu is tired now ... I want to take a moment."
Is this an alternative rogue way?
Cong Gang didn't expect that Feng Xinglang dared to sleep with him so brazenly ... and still under his eyes!
Is this contempt for him? Or ignore him? There is no fear of fear! !!
"Hey! Feng Xinglang ... get up quickly! Otherwise ..."
Before the ruthless words were finished, Feng Xinglang had heard a slight snorting sound. Should be really tired, and really fell asleep.
The setting sun became more tender, and Feng Xinglang's handsome face was coated with a thin halo, which softened his three-dimensional features.
Feng Xinglang was frozen awake.
It was already dark when waking up. There was no figure of Cong Gang beside him, only he was lying alone on a rattan chair on the open-air balcony.
"Dog stuff! Don't know how to get a blanket for Lao Tzu ?!"
An inexplicable desolation came to mind, Feng Xinglang felt that his heart was as cold as his own body.
Feng Xinglang sniffed a little clogged nose, looked around at the dark night, and frowned deeply.
Maybe Cong Gang is not the old Cong Gang already!
In the past, Cong Gang might bow to him; now Cong Gang tries to surpass his feudalism!
The pace of going downstairs was a bit stiff. The frozen body has not been able to move freely.
Or maybe it's not just the body, but a stunned heart!
There was no one in the living room downstairs, not even a door god.
Outside the villa, only Lexus of Fengxinglang waited in the dark waiting for the same lonely host.
After getting in the car and turning on the heater, Feng Xinglang gave a slight glance towards the master bedroom on the second floor, and then started the engine and left.
The house is still the original house, but the person may not be the same person!
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In general, the kind-hearted Xueluo is a good daughter-in-law who is quite competent.
Although her husband, Feng Xinglang, and his father and his son had troubled each other to meet soldiers, it was her daughter-in-law who respected her filial piety, and she did nothing.
Hetun has been recuperating for more than half a month. Feng Xinglang never saw him during this time.
The eldest son, Feng Linnuo, had been standing by Hetun before the school started, and would stay here every night after the school starts.
Xue Luo took his youngest son and held his belly for three days to visit Hetun.
In fact, to be honest, for two children, this Repulse Bay is a good place to eat, drink, and play; it is also suitable for raising snow in the womb. The key is to be filial for her husband.
"Snow is falling? Hungry ... what would you like to eat with Cheng Cheng?"
Hetun has been able to move on its own. When I saw Xue Luo mother and son, the most talked about was the topic of diet.
Although Hetun was a lot older and much older, Xueluo could still feel that Hetun was relieved.
"Cheng Cheng ... Come to Grandpa!"
Whenever Hetun shouts at the worms, the little ones do n’t respond; when they get annoyed, the little ones will hum a ‘big bugs’!
However, this "big bug" was extremely reluctant to hear from Hetun! Snow fell clearly, but did not stop. In her opinion, if the husband and son don't do anything to save Cong Gang, she will do it herself. Maybe she wo n’t be able to shoot at Hetun like her husband, but if she really needs to be forced, she said
Uncertainty can also be done: threaten Hetun with his grandson!
"Dad, you're still called Xing Chengzong! You're called Zengcheng 'Cheng Cheng' alone, I'm listening strange! Anyway, the name of Xing Cheng is Xing Cheng, others will know that it is you Grandson! "
Snow fell flattering while flattering.
"Well, okay! Dad listens to you! Just call this little bug!"
He Tun was not attached, but listened to his daughter-in-law's advice. This is already quite rare.
While Xueluo was eating delicious nutritious cakes, he asked softly to Hetun, who was staring at his grandson:
"Dad, do you want to kiss your son?"
The corner of Hetun's lips moved slightly, sighing lightly: "How can you not want to!"
"It's easy to think! My model daughter-in-law will help you call your own son!"
Xue Luo patted the pastry at the end, preparing to call her husband with his mobile phone.
"Xue Luo! Forget it ... you still don't have to fight! Xinglang probably didn't want to see me ..." Hetun sighed again.
"Then you just refuse to forgive Lang Lang!"
"Dad has never been angry with Arang ..." "That's it! How can the father and son have any overnight feuds! Dad, you don't want Xinglang to be ashamed of your life!"