Chapter 2390: Everyone just playing

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Feng Linnuo floated along the water for several minutes before climbing to the shore exhausted physically and mentally.
When lying on the water, my mind kept haunting the words of wine:
[Feng Linnuo, I have never loved you ... Hurry out of my sight! I never want to see you again! You and I will never meet again in this life! 】
"Hehe ... hehehe ..." Feng Linnuo sat on the shore and gave a careless smile.
Then collapsed on the shore, like a lifeless puppet.
Feeling like a fool, being played by this woman called Jiang Jiu until now!
Feng Linnuo couldn't think of the reason why wine would reject himself!
He came thousands of miles to find her, whether suffering or suffering, just want to find wine and bring her back to their children!
However, in the current situation, it should be his wishful thinking!
Never loved him ...
Get out of her sight ...
Still want to see him in this life? Ha ha! What a cruel and cruel woman!
Feng Linnuo lay down for a while, sat for a while, and glanced at the Melton Castle ...
From the beginning, he appeared in his sight with an ancient spirit; he stepped at him step by step, attracted him, and let him fall into her pit little by little!
After you have succeeded, but come up with the phrase "I have never loved you"? What does this mean? Do you want to confess it after eating?
But why give birth to his and her children?
As a woman, as a mother, does she really want to see her child without his mother?
It's not surprising to think about it!
As the saying goes: A mother must have a daughter!
The old witch of Alia can do this fiercely, and the daughter she gave birth is certainly not a bad stubble!
Feng Linnuo glanced at the former Melton Castle again ...
Don't want to see him again? Well, just get out of her sight!
Feng Linnuo struggled to get up from the shore and stumbled towards the jungle.
It's over, it's over!
Never have to lick your face to find this cruel woman again!
Everyone is just playing ... No need to worry!
Stumbled by a tree root, Feng Linnuo fell into a grass.
I just wanted to get up, but felt that my heart was cold and hurt by something.
He simply couldn't get up; Feng Linnuo buried his face in the grass, and smashed the ground over and over again with a clenched fist, one after another! Until the hands were punctured and bleeding, the grass and raised tree roots became red.
...
All afternoon, Feng Xinglang was in the video office.
While worrying about the eldest son, he also had to make milk for the younger son and daughter.
He didn't even eat dinner. It's not because of work and sleepless nights, but the older son's ‘adding chaos’ really hurt his old father ’s heart!
But you have to stay cheeky! Because he really didn't worry about the safety of his eldest son. The people of the Melton family are all tiger and wolf poisons. Feng Xinglang is really worried about his youngest son!
When he was 20 years old, he was also doing young and frivolous things!
Perhaps the only thing that did right was to pick up a toy like Cong Gang!
It ’s fun to play, I have been playing it for more than 20 years!
If this toy is lost, I am afraid he can be ordered to kill Xinglang Lang for half his life!
I just thought of Cong Gang's toy; ‘toy’ appeared on my own.
When Cong first came in, he was carrying a cup of warm milk, and the Italian beef tenderloin noodles he had just made.
Taking a look at Feng Xinglang who is still in the office, Cong Gang placed the Italian tender beef noodles on the upper air vent. That way the aroma of food will drift into someone's nose faster.
To replace it, Feng Xinglang, a carnivorous animal, is already starving; but at this moment, Feng Xinglang is still sitting in front of the laptop to study the data sheet.
It seemed that he was really so angry with his eldest son that he couldn't even be tempted by food.
Cong Gang just knew that as long as he said something, someone would definitely be angry with himself ... maybe he hit a plate or something! At that time he had to go back and get him something to eat.
Seeing Feng Xinglang's delicious food, he can still stand still; Cong Gang didn't bother him, he sat down on the sofa beside him and started playing with his mobile phone.
Three minutes later, there were no signs of Feng Xinglang having a meal.
Is this about to be mad by his own son?
Originally, Cong Gang only wanted to bring a recording pen to Fengxing Longbao to make him safe, so that he didn't have to worry about Feng Linnuo's words;
It should have been unexpected that Feng Xinglang, who loves his son-in-law, cares so much about what his son thinks of him.
The cell phone rang at just the right time. It was a video call from Feng Xiaozhe.
"Big bug ... Little bug misses you so much!"
The little guy looked very excited when he saw the video call from Zongzhe.
"Well, big bugs also want little bugs ..."
Cong Gang was answering Feng Xiaozhe, while looking at Feng Xinglang, who was impassive in office, with Yu Guang aiming.
Although Feng Xinglang didn't turn around, Cong Gang could clearly feel that he had stopped his movements and was listening to him talking to Feng Xiaoworm.
"Little bug, what's wrong with your hand? Why is it bleeding?"
Cong just asked nervously. Use a tone that is enough to attract Feng Xinglang.
As soon as he heard that the younger son's hand was bleeding, Feng Xinglang couldn't hold it anymore and immediately rushed to grab Cong Gang's mobile phone.
"Little bug, what's wrong with your hand?"
Feng Xinglang temporarily broke away from the sadness of his eldest son, and immediately jumped into the care of his younger son.
"Ha ha ha ha ... the worm's hand is not injured! It's ketchup!"
The little guy put his finger in his mouth and sucked, "Did you see that ... it's sour and sweet tomato sauce!"
"Shit boy, you scared your dad!"
Feng Xinglang then relaxed and stretched into the sofa, stretching his arms and legs. A clever leg rested on Cong Gang's shoulders.
"Daddy, do you miss the bug?"
The little boy asked while holding the ketchup in his hand.
"Think! Think every day! You are the heart of your dad!"
With the care of the younger son, let Feng Xinglang get out of the sadness of the older son ... undoubtedly the most effective way!
"Does your dear want a little more bugs? Or do you want a little more sister later?"
The little guy asked for a bite of soup. The industrious appearance looked really annoying to Feng Xinglang.
"Of course I want a little more bugs in my house ..."
Feng Xinglang's eyes turned away from the topic, "Why are you cooking again? Isn't your little girlfriend good at serving? You really have a long face for your dad!"
Looking at the youngest son who was playing with the pots and pans, Feng Xinglang was inexplicably distressed.
"Daddy, Little Worm cooks for An An, and is very happy and happy! Because An An is a girl that Little Worm likes! It ’s just that Dad likes Mummy!"
The little guy didn't care about the words of the big man. In his opinion, cooking for the person he likes is really a very happy thing.
"Smelly boy, you second son of Fengjia are so good that you don't do it, but you want to be a little slave to the caterpillar's house ... Daddy's heart is almost dead!"
Looking at his little son's happy face, Feng Xinglang called with a lot of emotion.
"Daddy, have you eaten yet? Munich is seven hours behind Shencheng ... Daddy, should you have dinner?"
Almost forgot the task entrusted to him by the bug.
"No ... My dad has no appetite!" Feng Xinglang answered weakly in the face of the younger son's concern.
"Dad, how can you lose your appetite? Was it enraged by Danuo Nuo?"
The little fellow also sighed, "Da Nuo Nuo has always been disobedient ... Daddy, you can't bear to slap him! Only you are angry!"
"Your brother Nuo is mad at his dad ... It is his dad who has a toothache and has no appetite!"
Feng Xinglang is a calf's father.
"Daddy, you ’re not Da Nuo ’s one ’s own father, but you ’re also a worm and a late daddy. You must take good care of your body! If you do n’t eat dinner, the worm will be distressed! The late sister Will be distressed! "
The high emotional quotient shown by the little guy suddenly warmed Feng Xinglang's heart.
"My dad listened to the bug and went to dinner." Feng Xinglang lovingly smiled.
"Then my dear obediently have dinner! Bye!"
Feng Xiaoworm, who completed the task, couldn't wait to hang up the video call, because he was going to call his little Princess An'an to get up and eat early.
Feng Xinglang, who was still depressed, was revived immediately after receiving his younger son's video call.
Especially the ‘You ’re not Da Nuo ’s one ’s own father, but you ’re also the worm and the late one ’s father. You must take care of your own body’, which really warms his heart!
Feng Xinglang feels happier with a young man like his young son.
When looking sideways, Cong Gang had already sent the reheated tender beef tenderloin noodles to him.
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang seemed to understand something.
Since someone has a good heart, he will not disappoint. Feng Xinglang leaned over his upper body and began to appetite to eat the plate of tender beef tenderloin noodles.
Obviously over the age of waywardness and anger, but Feng Xinglang likes to play with his temper and pretend to be in front of Cong Gang!
More accurately, he enjoys the feeling of being cared by Cong Gang!
Unscrupulous and prestigious!
After eating the plate of Italian beef tenderloin noodles, Feng Xinglang wiped the corner of his mouth as a gentleman with a wet wipe, and stared at Cong Gang.
"Cong Gang, the purpose of your daughter ... you want my son to be a slave to your daughter, right? Your dog thing is really deep!"
Cong Gang did not respond to Xinglang's provocation, but just silently packed the dinner plate.
"Why, was I right?" Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang horizontally.
"Come and rest early after you eat! Good to raise your uncle!" Cong Gang faintly said.
"..." How about raising a tadpole? What do you mean? Is this insulting him as a pig?
"Cong Gang, you are less proud! No matter how hot your daughter is, you won't be able to give birth to my family and give birth to sons and daughters?" Feng Xinglang hummed.
Cong Gang didn't want to continue stimulating someone. When he was about to leave, the phone rang.
The call was from Wu Song. Cong Gang frowned slightly: It should be urgent at this time.
"Who's calling?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly. Leaving the bedroom deliberately to answer will only make Feng Xinglang more suspicious ...