Chapter 1020 Need My Love?

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Cong Gang remained silent.

He set his eyes on a pot of Clivia in front of him, and fell silent for a long time.

"Boss..."

"Boss?"

After Wei Kang yelled twice, Cong Gang turned his head slowly, glanced at Wei Kang, and asked calmly, "Huh? What did you just say?"

"..."

Cong Gang's reaction stunned Wei Kang.

What kind of character is Cong Gang?

It is the kind of stern hand that can be as alert as a beast at the slightest sign of trouble;

But now he didn't even hear what Wei Kang said? !

Wei Kang felt that it was necessary for him to bring that little bastard Basong back and torture him to extract a confession!

"I said that Feng Xinglang went to the drug rehabilitation center this afternoon. He also gave something to Lan Youyou's doctors and nurses in the drug rehabilitation center!"

Cong Gang's fingertips slid along the leaves of Clivia, and he responded softly: "He is finally willing to do something to Lan Youyou... Good thing!"

After speaking, there was another long silence.

That's the end of it?

There is no more text?

Wei Kang couldn't help but wonder wildly: What happened to Boss during the two or three days when Feng Xinglang was under house arrest in Feng's house?

Of course he didn't believe Basong's words, saying that Boss suffered from after-effects after being starved for two or three days?

This sequelae is too strange, right?

Or maybe the boss was mentally disabled by Feng Xinglang? Or physical abuse?

It doesn't look like it! When Cong Gang came back, his movements were still sly and charming, so he shouldn't have suffered any injuries!

He just came out after shutting himself in the room for more than ten hours. Then there was always this 'sluggish' expression!

Could it be that Feng Xinglang put some kind of Gu on the boss?

Wei Kang is a scientist, and he doesn't believe in the tricks of quacks!

It seems that only the spiritual remnants are left!

Wei Kang has always been puzzled: how could Feng Xinglang, who still had one leg disabled at the time, be the opponent of the boss! If there was a fight, Feng Xinglang would have to beg for mercy!

Feng Xinglang couldn't beat the boss, but when it comes to lip service... there is a good chance of winning!

Could it be that the boss was brainwashed by Feng Xinglang?

It doesn't look like it!

"By the way, what's happening in Hetun recently?"

While Wei Kang was thinking hard, Cong Gang asked abruptly.

"Hetun? It's pretty quiet these days! Maybe he's holding back his bad intentions to deal with Yan Bang, or he's trying to trick us!"

After a slight pause, Wei Kang raised his thick eyebrows, "But I heard that Xing Er was beaten by the local military in Mexico, and it seems that he was killed by Xing Shi or Xing Shiyi... It is estimated that Hetun will die in the past two days. Not idle!"

Mentioning Xing Er's passive situation, Cong Gang's eyes darkened: He was brought up by Xing Er. They are also brothers and mentors.

"Boss, why didn't Hetun kill Lan Youyou directly? Even if he didn't vent his anger for his daughter-in-law Lin Xueluo, even for Xing Shishi, Xing Ba and Xing Twelve, they shouldn't let Lan Youyou go! "

"Lan Youyou's immediate death is undoubtedly her best destination! A high-minded and arrogant woman is now reduced to a prisoner. The gap between her soul and body is enough for her to suffer!"

Cong Gang sighed lightly. I don't know if he is sighing for Lan Youyou, or for himself.

"That's right... That woman doesn't look like anything in the pool at first glance! But she is quite seductive and pretty, so it's easy for men to lose control, so it's no wonder Feng Xinglang never forgets her!"

A beautiful woman can always make a man pleasing to the eye; coupled with Lan Youyou's glamorous beauty that keeps people away thousands of miles away, it can even make some men who can't get her fascinated.

"You don't belong to that group of people who can't control themselves, do you?"

Cong Gang glanced at Wei Kang coldly.

"How is it possible! I like a woman who has never had sex before! That Lan Youyou has already been crippled by the two brothers of the Feng family!"

"..."

Cong Gang didn't seem to like this kind of dirty topic very much, and said with a straight face, "Let Basong come tonight!"

"I know Boss!"

*****

Feng Xinglang rushed back to Feng's house by the time of meal.

There was originally a dinner, but he asked Nina to cancel the dinner and rush back to have dinner with his wife and children.

Aunt An and Auntie are setting the table; the two little guys are eating snacks before meals.

"My dear son, come here and let your father hug you!"

Feng Xinglang greeted him and only glanced at the little guy.

The little guy turned around even more arrogantly, and only rewarded his father Feng Xinglang with a cool little back.

Obviously, the little thing was still mad at him. Because the big witch Lan Youyou has not died for two months, but was locked up by the police uncle. It is said that as long as it is closed for more than four years, it will be released!

Kid Lin Nuo is really disappointed in his own father!

Very cold, very embarrassing! At least Feng Tuantuan cutie thinks so.

"Uncle, can Tuantuan give you a hug?"

The cutie said coquettishly in a negotiating milky tone.

"I still feel sorry for my uncle!"

After getting Feng Xinglang's permission, the little cutie immediately rushed over joyously, and raised her arms so that her uncle could pick her up.

Lin Nuo turned his head and glared at his bastard father, who looked angry and sullen.

Biting his small mouth, he still didn't say anything.

It could be seen that her son's selfish narrow-mindedness was turning sour again, Xueluo wanted to come forward to comfort his son, but he stopped and turned towards the kitchen. Avoid the cold war between their father and son.

"Nuo Nuo, come, let uncle hug you! Let's see if uncle can still hug my kid Nuo!"

Feng Lixin walked over, wanting to hug the sullen little guy.

"Uncle, you can't hold me anymore! If you fall down, you have to go to the doctor again! Then the slug will have to cry again!"

The little guy absolutely rejected Feng Lixin's initiative to ask for a hug. He climbed off the sofa by himself and walked towards the dining table sullenly.

"Tuantuan, come to Papa! Let uncle coax your brother Nuonuo!"

Cutie nodded obediently, and immediately moved off Feng Xinglang's body.

Feng Xinglang stepped forward and sat down next to his son.

"You really don't want to give me a hug?"

Feng Xinglang arched the little guy's back with his shoulders.

The little guy wriggled his lips lightly, lowered his little head and said nothing.

Feng Xinglang could see that at this moment, he could use a 'half-push, half-accept' approach to the little thing; but he 'respected' the reluctance of the little guy's other half, and retracted the arm that reached out.

"Okay, dear father respects you, don't hug if you don't let me!"

Playing hard to get, that's how it's played!

The little guy pursed his little mouth tightly, and turned his head to glance at his father who was sitting past and sighing.

"I can only give you a hug! Not too many hugs!"

The little guy pouted, and moved closer to his father, Feng Xinglang.

"Ah... it's still the most comfortable and heart-warming to hug my own son!"

Feng Xinglang hugged the little thing tightly in his arms, and kissed and kissed his tender little face.

No matter how willful you are, you can't be dealt with by your own father who is one foot tall!

In fact, during the past two months, the Feng family has been shrouded in a depressive atmosphere.

On the surface, the family seems to be happy and harmonious, but because of Lan Youyou's case, everyone has their own ideas in their hearts.

Or guilt, or dissatisfaction, or patience, or concealment...

Even Feng Tuantuan has become much more sensitive. She rarely mentions her mommy in front of Brother Nuonuo. Because she knew that Brother Nuonuo didn't like her mommy, so she didn't dare to mention it.

These days, Xueluo and her husband Feng Xinglang were only superficial. When they went upstairs and returned to the bedroom, the Cold War kicked off.

Xueluo was still somewhat disappointed with the man's attitude towards Lan Youyou's case.

She did not agree with what the man said: it is more famous for her as the client to find a lawyer! Then what role did his husband play? Only in the name of a husband? What about responsibility? What about obligations?

Xueluo also didn't want to blame the man too much. It doesn't make any sense anymore!

Not wanting to disturb the entire Feng family, Xueluo swallowed the grievance in his heart.

Feng Lixin lost his wife; Feng Tuantuan lost his mother; it made it look like the father and daughter were the victims!

And what about her, Lin Xueluo?

winner?

"Is the son asleep?"

The man working in the study returned to the bedroom.

Xueluo quickly closed her eyes tightly, pretending to be asleep.

"Are you all asleep?" the man murmured, turning into a soliloquy.

But just when Feng Xinglang was about to take the son out of his wife's arms, Xueluo opened his eyes.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Carefully wake up Nuonuo, he will have to fight with you again!"

"The moonlight is so charming tonight... how can we live up to it? Our daughter is still waiting for us!"

The man lifted the pajamas off the woman's shoulders with his fingertips, and kissed Xueluo's fragrant shoulders tenderly.

"Feng Xinglang, don't bother so much, I can't have a daughter!"

Xueluo said calmly while pulling the pajamas on her shoulders.

"How will you know if you don't try? In fact, it would be nice to have another son."

The man lifted his lips to catch his daughter's ear, but Xueluo turned his head away.

"Feng Xinglang, don't you already have a daughter like Tuantuan? Do you still need me to give birth?"

Xueluo snorted coldly, "Besides, I can't give birth to a daughter as beautiful as Tuantuan!"

The man stared deeply at Xueluo's slightly resentful face, and smiled, "Why are you so sour again?"

"Okay, I'm tired!"

Xueluo didn't want to continue this topic with the man, "Is it you sleeping on the sofa, or our mother and child?"

"Honey... I want to sleep on top of you!"

"..."

"Actually, I know, you also really want to sleep under me..."

"No! Not at all!"

"Let me put my hand there for a minute . . . and then think about it or not."

"...Feng Xinglang! What are you doing? Nuonuo is asleep...you...you...where are you stretching your hands!"

"Honey, I really need your love...otherwise I won't be able to live any longer!"

"Would you need my love? To tell a story, or to tell a joke?"

While Xueluo was speaking, the man had already placed one of his legs between Xueluo's.

"Either, let me love you; or, I let you love...you can choose one of the two, or you can choose more!"