Chapter 1356 Stop Pretending to Be Noble!

"Wow...it's so cool!"

The heat of the day has faded away, and the evening breeze in the mountains and forests is still extremely cool. Even the moonlight became exceptionally bright.

The little guy climbed up the guardrail and opened his arms as if to embrace the cool night breeze.

"Be careful, don't fall!"

Feng Xinglang reminded his son who climbed up the guardrail with concern, "Come down quickly! It's just as cool inside the terrace!"

"Dad, do you think there are any vampires in that cemetery?"

Out of curiosity, the little guy seems to be quite interested in vampires. Especially when I came to Cong Gang at night, my curiosity became even more intense.

"Maybe."

Feng Xinglang snorted, "My dear son, why do you, a little kid, keep talking about such scary things? If there really were vampires, you would probably be so scared that you wet your pants!"

"No way! If there really is a Vampire, I will capture it and raise it!"

"Raising a vampire? Son, what kind of weird hobby do you have!"

Feng Xinglang really couldn't accept his son's interests and hobbies. Although he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, Feng Xinglang still stayed away from such spooky things.

"Dad, can you and I go to the cemetery to catch a vampire?"

The children raised in Hetun are indeed fearless. Or maybe the little guy is still young and his curiosity is far greater than his fear.

"..." Feng Xinglang's lips trembled slightly, "About vampires, that's just a legend! No one has really seen a vampire! Besides, you are willing to leave the big caterpillar alone to enjoy the cold wind Woolen cloth?"

"It doesn't matter to me. You should go catch vampires with your son! I just want to see what a Vampire looks like!"

Cong Gang didn't give Feng Xinglang a chance to shirk. Because he knew that Feng Xinglang didn't like gloomy places like cemeteries.

"Dad, dear dad, come with me quickly! Maybe we can really catch a Vampire and bring it back! It will also open the eyes of the big caterpillar."

Being coaxed by Cong Gang like this, the little guy became even more energetic.

"They are all sleeping underground! It's not good for you to go to their territory and disturb their rest... isn't it?"

Feng Xinglang politely refused his son's request, which sounded creepy.

"That's not the case! Vampires sleep underground during the day and come out at night! My dear father, you are out and don't even know this bit of common sense!"

The little guy is so willful that he is really not that difficult to deal with.

"Why don't you go with Wei Kang and the others? It just so happens that my father is talking to the big caterpillar."

Feng Xinglang took a look at Wei Kang and Yan Nava who were wandering downstairs. It looked like something was being unloaded from a van.

"good!"

Unexpectedly, the little guy responded in one bite, turned around and ran downstairs, "Dad, you have to take good care of the big caterpillar! I'm sure my son can catch a Vampire and come back to see you guys." !”

"Be careful! The cemetery is too dark, don't walk down by yourself, let them hold you!"

It is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Things that even adults are afraid of, the little guy will happily look for.

This was not the first time that the little guy looked for a vampire in the cemetery in front of him. Cong Gang had already taken him to look for him last time.

In fact, as long as we see through life and death, as well as the origin and disappearance of life, we will not be afraid of the theory of the dead. Like plants, they grow from the soil and then return to the soil. All things are endless.

After watching his son sit on Yanawa's shoulders and happily go looking for vampires, Feng Xinglang spoke leisurely.

"Those two pots of orchids...which one do you like better?"

Cong Gang was slightly startled, probably because he didn't expect Feng Xinglang to ask him again.

"Didn't I already tell you that I like that pot of Phalaenopsis!"

Cong Zheng responded to Feng Xinglang again in a temper.

There seemed to be some small scruples: he was worried that Feng Xinglang would do anything to his son while he was away!

"real?"

"of course it's true."

"...I didn't expect you to be such a superficial person!"

"Is it not superficial to like the Mo Lan you randomly selected and failed to crossbreed?"

Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang; Feng Xinglang happened to be staring at him too.

"Actually, you knew that Mo Lan was my choice, but you deliberately said that you like Phalaenopsis to make my son happy...right?"

"You think too much, I just like that pot of Phalaenopsis more!"

Cong Gang turned his head to look for Yanawa and the little guy. The little guy was waving a light stick in his hand, and he was particularly eye-catching in the dark cemetery.

"Cong Gang, just because of your duplicitous choice, I have to pay a heavy price."

Cong Gang didn't answer. He probably felt that Feng Xinglang was being unreasonable and pretentious.

"Do you know what the little guy asked me to promise him?"

Seeing that Cong Gang didn't respond, Feng Xinglang asked himself, "If I lose, the little guy asked me to promise him to go to Pettburg to see Hetun together!"

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang, who was staring into the distance, "You caused me to lose...so you have to take responsibility!"

"If you don't want to go, no one can force you! Don't make such childish excuses! It's too pretentious!"

"..."This piece of shit! Why were the words so harsh when they came out of his mouth?

"It seems that you don't plan to take responsibility anymore?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

Cong Gang turned his head and glanced at Feng Xinglang lightly, "Feng Xinglang, you must know one thing: even if I am injured, I am more than enough to deal with you!"

It's really unkind to say that!

Totally provocative behavior!

"Can't you talk to me properly?"

Feng Xinglang wasn't too angry either. When it comes to fighting, he really can't beat Cong Gang. The main purposes are different: one is just to strengthen the body; the other is a special attack that can kill people. Although Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang would not use it on him.

"Then how do you want me to be...responsible?"

Cong Gang asked quietly, "Change your words to your son and say: What I like is that pot of ink orchids? I can't say such things against my will!"

Cong Gang blocked what Feng Xinglang might want to say in advance.

"Cong Gang, stop pretending to be noble in front of me!"

Feng Xinglang snorted and approached the half-lying Cong Gang, "Actually, you went to Mexico City just to repay Xing Er's kindness! By the way, you promised my son to save Hetun... That's all!"

Cong Gang was not in a hurry to refute Feng Xinglang. Just looking at him quietly: Feng Xinglang's eyes seemed to be soaked with stars, and through the moonlight, they were as warm as flowing stars.

"I'm not noble! But I'm not as mean as you! Feng Xinglang, you are too smart!"