Chapter 2243: Stolen Baby 18

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The night was tormenting enough, and Feng Xinglang closed his eyes for a few minutes, and then a slight snoring sound was heard.
"Shh! Be quiet!"
Xing Shishi guarded Feng Xinglang's side, and quietly warned the two that they were eager to go out in search of Cong Gang's child.
"Fifteen, let's go to the practice room and learn from each other!"
Feng Linnuo couldn't wait to find a training target to try out a set of catchers he and Xing Shiliang had recently learned.
"Go to Wudi to discuss! The right father is asleep, I have to guard him!"
Xing Shishi did not want to leave Feng Xinglang's side. Because Fengxing Lang came to the Royal Dragon City countless. As Yan Wuyi said, I don't know if it will take a long time before Feng Xinglang comes back to visit them here.
"My dad sleeps so hard! Don't watch!"
When Feng Linnuo saw Xing Shishi still standing still, he scared, "If you don't consult with me, I will wake up my father now!"
"..." Who is the real son?
"We left, these two children ..." Xing Shishi looked at the insects and An An who had squeezed to the door.
"Come here!"
Feng Linnuo took a step forward, hugged the two little guys indiscriminately, and threw them on the central carpet.
"I told you both: as long as you keep my dad, Feng Xinglang, you can wait for the big caterpillar to come back!"
"..." Cong An'an shook her head, signaled that she didn't want to guard the little bug father who was just stupid sleeping here.
"Trust me, as long as my dad is there, the big caterpillar will come back!" Feng Linnuo repeatedly emphasized.
Cong Anan still didn't believe it. She thought it would be better to go to Dad's Land by guarding Little Worm Dad.
"Cong Anan, I bet with you: Just stay here with the worm for an hour and your dad promises to come back by yourself! But if you do n’t stay here, you just go out and run away, big caterpillars. Definitely angry! "
Feng Linnuo used psychological tactics, "When the big caterpillar gets angry ... your little life will not be easy! Maybe it will throw you directly to my house for a month or two!"
"..." From Feng Linnuo's serious and serious eyes, Cong An'an seemed to be a little compromised. "Well then, I'll wait for an hour! If my daddy doesn't come back, then I'll look for him!"
"Deal!" Feng Linnuo high-five with Cong Anan.
Watching Da Nuo Nuo leave, Feng Xiaozhe looked at Cong Anan, "An An, believe Da Nuo Nuo, Da Zong Wu will definitely be back within an hour! Because Da Zong Zhi only listens to my father's words!"
"No! My dad won't listen to your dad!"
Cong An'an was cold, "If you talk nonsense, I'll beat you!"
"An'an, you are so fierce to bugs ..." Feng Xiaozhe grinned aggrievedly.
"Then you look for one who is not fierce!"
Cong Anan admired Feng Xiaozhe's cold eyes, and climbed to the table to pick up the snacks that the waiter had just delivered.
"But Xiao An still likes An An best!"
Feng Xiaozhe stepped forward to please, and said, "Even if it is the fierce An An, the Xiao Zhe likes it!"
Cong An'an tilted Feng Xiaozi's glance and put a bite into her mouth, feeling that it was not so delicious, and said disgustingly, "Give it to you! I'm not very old ... with a dwarf Like it! "
"Thank you An An! The worm must grow up hard!" Feng Xiaozhe wanted to kiss Cong An's baby fat face, which became bulging because she was eating pastry. It was so cute. But he was worried that if he stole a kiss, An An would be unhappy; hesitated for a while, but finally
This idea was temporarily abandoned.
When Yan Wuzhen came in, he saw Godfather Feng Xinglang already asleep on the sofa. Bugs and An An eat pastries at the table.
"Yan fat man, what about my daddy?" Cong An'an immediately dropped the pastry in his hand and came forward.
In fact, Yan Wuzhen is really just strong, not fat.
"My master is talking about business with a few Indians."
Yan Wuzhen approached, and patted Feng Zong's little head, "If you are hungry, eat it first! But be quiet, don't wake my godfather."
Feng Xinglang was awake, but he didn't open his eyes.
He heard Yan Wuzheng call Cong Gang 'Master'?
When did the caterpillar have the spare time to teach Yan Wuxi? Or is there another picture?
Looking at the two children is no stranger to Yan Wuzhen, presumably Cong Gang really did not take them to Yulong City.
Is this conscience found? !!
Cong Gang has no conscience, or what kind of conscience, Feng Xinglang is unknown. But he knew that Cong Gang should not be bad for Yan Wuzhen.
Perhaps because of Cong Gang's intervention, Yan Wuzhen was able to grow so big under the eyes of Hetun!
"Yan Fatty, take me to Daddy."
Cong Anan took a step forward, but didn't hold her hand.
In other words, not everyone will hold hands, her hands are selective.
"You don't know my temper! Don't wait here, obediently!" Yan Wuyi made a quiet gesture. "Shhhh, be quiet, don't wake my godfather! I guess my master will be a while He came back, and he also ordered me to stew medicinal soup for detoxification and dehumidification for the godfather! He will come and supervise my godfather to drink it
. "
"Well, what about Lin Nuo?" Yan Wuzhen asked around.
"Da Nuo Nuo is fighting with that fifteen!" Feng Xiaozhe answered.
"A fight?"
Yan Wuming murmured repeatedly, and glanced at the still-sleeping Godfather Feng Xinglang, "Then you continue to guard my godfather, I'll persuade me!"
After the speech, the two children slipped away without waiting for the reaction. The possibility of persuasion is not so great that fights are possible.
The huge lounge was quiet again. Cong Anan glanced at Feng Xinglang who was asleep, and looked anxiously from the door from time to time.
"An'an, are you sleepy? Otherwise, you'll sleep for a while, and I'll wake you up when the big bugs come back."
Feng Xiaozhe thoughtfully retrieved a velvet blanket from the waiter for An An. The warm man's behavior is reflected in every detail.
However, Cong An'an didn't care about Feng Zongzhe's meticulous care for her, she just thought that Daddy would come back to take her home soon.
Feng Xinglang called his distressed biological son: courting again and again and being left out again and again ... it's humble enough to be in the dust!
Staring quietly at the crystal lamp above his head, his thoughts suddenly flickered to more than ten years ago: how violent Yan Yan was then! With no one in his eyes, he was so arrogant that he would trample the whole Shencheng under his feet!
His arrogance and arrogance are doomed to his short life!
After a lapse of many years, the time to let go has been put down; but often I think of it, and my heart will be hurt.
I hope that the stern state of another world can live out the excitement that belongs to him!
During the period when Yan Bang had just died, Feng Xing Long Xin vowed to raise Yan Wuzhen well.
But the fact is that his care and love for Yan Wuzhen is not as good as Cong Gang's 'Master'.
He didn't know what Cong Gang had taught Yan Wuzhen in addition to force, but Feng Xinglang really hoped that Yan Wuzhen would grow up carefree! Then get married! Live a peaceful life!
Feng Xinglang didn't expect Cong Gang to accept Yan Wudi as his apprentice!
"The big bug is back ..."
Feng Zhizhe's keenness is better than ordinary people. He felt the arrival of Cong Gang.
"Daddy." Cong Anan immediately rushed to the door to meet.
Feng Xinglang closed his eyes immediately, and seemed to want to continue to sleep.
It really is Cong Gang.
He hugged his daughter from the door and looked at Feng Xinglang, who was resting on the sofa with his eyes closed.
"Daddy, can we go home?" Cong An'an didn't like Yulongcheng's mixed dragons.
"Let's have supper first."
Cong Gang deserves to be concise, and whispered to the waiter at the door, "Go and let the chef serve."
I glanced at Feng Xinglang who was sleeping on the sofa again. Of course, Cong Gang would not do it himself, so he said to the most suitable candidate, Feng Xiaozhe, "Zongzhe, wake up your dad for supper!
"Little bug received!"
Feng Ling, a young tiger, got down the mountain, flew over, and came in a close collision ...
"Uh!" Although Feng Xinglang was ready for the mental state, he was so smashed by his younger son that he was almost dislocated.
"Stink boy, do you need such a lot of movement?" Feng Xinglang trembled and his whole face crooked.
"Dad, it's you who don't hit yourself! Little bug hasn't yelled yet!"
Later, Feng Zengworm added a knife: "Daddy, you are really old!"
Upon hearing the disapproval from his younger son, Feng Xinglang immediately jumped up from the sofa. "Who said that? Daddy, I'm alive and well! I just installed it!"
"Big bug, my dad is awake, can we have dinner? Let's go home after eating!"
Fengzhe doesn't like the messy environment here. Feng Xinglang, my dad, is the most annoying.
"Well, let's eat first!"
Cong Gang took a little bit of medicated soup in front of him and took a small sip before serving a bowl for Feng Xinglang who was sitting.
"What the are you doing? Wouldn't it be any kind of herbal medicine or something? Lao Tzu isn't sick. What do you want me to drink these things every day? Want to inherit my property?"
Feng Xinglang hummed at Cong Gang, but sent the soup bowl to his lips to drink.
He knew Cong Gang would not hurt him. But he didn't bother him in two sentences.
Feng Zongzhe knelt down on the chair and glanced at all the dishes, and asked the waiter a little bit dissatisfied: "Is there meat? I eat meat that can grow!"
This supper is mainly light. Most of them are digestible health soups and the like. There aren't those heavy flesh meats that Fengzhe wants.
It can be seen that the little guy fell in love with Cong Anan's phrase, "I'm not very old, just like a dwarf".
"Oh, my worm is finally getting rid of it? Do you know how long it will be?"
It was indeed indifferent, and Feng Xinglang frowned.
"Eating too much meat at night will only grow!"
Cong Gang sent the chicken soup with matsutake and ham stew to Feng Xiaozhe. "This is enough for you. You can eat what you want!"
"When did you accept Yan Wudi as an apprentice?"
Feng Xinglang asked casually while drinking the medicated soup.
"After Yan Wuyi turned fourteen!" Cong Gang answered truthfully. "I thank you for Yan Bang!" Feng Xinglang sincerely.