Chapter 1740 Waiting for Tenderness 16

At that time, Yan Bang had no intention at all.

At most, I just think: Since Miya Buntao wants that thing back, just give it back to him! More or less subconsciously, I think this guy is a little bit petty!

When Yan Bang asked him for help, Gong Wentuo actually had something to say at the time; but at that time, Yan Bang only wanted to save Feng Xinglang and had no intention of listening to Gong Wentuo's words. It felt like the price at that time was to kill Yan Bang, and he would probably accept it happily.

As for the internal identification device of the Yamaguchi-gumi, that is, the thing that looks like a watch, Yan Bang seems to have lost track of where he left it...

"Okay! I'll find it and return it to you!"

Yan Bang just said it lightly. Although he has a lot of money, he has never been stingy. If you borrow something from someone else, you should return it. What's more, that thing is worthless to him now.

"Mr. Yan Bang, the time that belongs to you and Feng Xinglang... is running out!"

The dinner in the private room should have been a joyful one. Yan Bang was about to hang up the phone, but he was perked up by Miya Buntuo's words.

Because Feng Xinglang was mentioned in Gong Bentuo's sentence!

"What do you mean? What do you mean Feng Xinglang and I are running out of time? How do you say this?"

When it comes to Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang will be particularly concerned.

"I can't tell you clearly on the phone. Let's wait until we meet! I'm in Yulong City. You must see me tonight!"

What Miyamoto Buntuo emphasized was: Yan Bang must see him; not that he must see Yan Bang.

"Well, I'll go see you after I finish my meal!"

Yan Bang agreed casually. Hearing Feng Xinglang's bold laughter in the private room, he didn't pay much attention to Gong Wentuo's words.

Even if the sky is about to fall, Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang have to finish the dinner together first.

When Yan Bang came in, Bai Mo had already sat in his seat and was using chopsticks to dip red wine or something like that into the baby's high chair.

Of course, Feng Chongchong won't reward him. With weak arms and legs, he could only seek help from his biological father, Feng Xinglang. And the thing that attracts my father's attention the most is, of course, crying. Howling.

"Bai Mo, you deserve a beating! Chongchong is only seven months old..."

Feng Xinglang, who was protecting the calf, took the little thing out of the baby high chair and placed it on his lap. He hummed twice as usual, and then the little thing lay in his father's arms and got ready to sleep.

Thinking about the oily and greasy food on the table, I didn't have the appetite to eat it. It's better to have a good sleep in my biological father's arms.

"Xinglang, give me Chongchong."

Feeling sorry for her husband who hadn't eaten much, Xueluo quickly stood up and came over to take the little thing away from the man's arms.

Xueluo, who has stopped breastfeeding, is currently busy with fitness and body shaping, and does not dare to eat as much as she wants.

But little kid Feng Chongchong refused to move away from his father Feng Xinglang's arms, even though the person who wanted to hug him was the softest kissing mommy.

Let him have a good meal? Then did he take himself to the place where the big caterpillars were? !

Just letting him hold me for dinner is an advantage for him!

So he grabbed his father's shirt tightly, and would cry without any dignity if anyone hugged him. Even my mother is no exception.

"Chongchong, how about Sister Tuantuan holding you? My uncle can't even eat properly if you act like this."

As soon as Feng Tuantuan stretched out his little hand, the child Feng Chongchong started crying exaggeratedly.

I just deliberately don’t let this guy who calls himself my biological father eat well. Do you have any objections? You can only hold it in!

"Okay, okay, don't touch him! Chongchong is probably going to sleep. I can still eat while holding him."

The little thing would howl exaggeratedly from time to time, which was distressing enough for Feng Xinglang, who was very protective of his calf. Then he put down the dishes and began to concentrate on stroking the little guy to sleep.

Feng Xinglang, who was focused on his youngest son at the time, didn't pay much attention to Yan Bang's expression, which was tense and serious. More or less because of Gong Wentuo's words, 'He and Feng Xinglang don't have much time left'!

What do you mean?

Whether Yan Bang has a lot of time is really not as important as his Gong Wentuo! But when it comes to Feng Xinglang... Yan Bang has to be more cautious!

Seeing Feng Xinglang doting on his own child like a dad, Yan Bang really had the urge to be Feng Xinglang's son for a moment. What a happy experience it would be to have him humming so tenderly in your arms.

Seeing Yan Bang staring at her husband who was stroking his young son, Xueluo asked softly: "Brother Yan, are you thinking about Wu Wei? Why aren't Sister Nina and Wu Wei here today?"

Yan Bang then slowly converged his gaze and responded calmly: "I said I was learning to swim..."

"Learning to swim is very good. It can enhance children's heart muscle function and resistance."

Xueluo also attaches great importance to children's physical training, "When my Chongchong can walk, I will also send him to learn to swim!"

"There's no need to send him to study outside! Just throw it into the swimming pool, splash a few times, drink some water, and I'm sure you can swim!"

In Bai Mo's words: Other people's children can be raised as wild children; but when it comes to their own daughters, they will be pampered to the point of no need.

"Then try throwing your bean sprouts into the swimming pool first?" Feng Xinglang teased.

"Tch! This daughter is precious and needs to be raised rich; my son is thick-skinned and thick-skinned, so he needs to be raised poor!"

This theory was already crooked, but Bai Mo didn't expect to add another sentence, "Feng Laoer, you can't give birth to a daughter anyway, and you don't understand even if you tell me! The most you can do is pass your son off as his own. As a daughter, she just cheats to please her wife! Hahahaha..."

Bai Mo laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up!

It’s this joke again!

The little kid Feng Chongchong is seven months old...it's very emotional, isn't it?

"Bai Mo, what are you doing? You're so stubborn again!"

Yuan Duoduo scolded Bai Mo who spoke freely, "You said that I can't give birth to a daughter, but they still laugh at you that you can't give birth to a son!"

"Who wants to have a son? He's so naughty! How could my Dou Dou Ya Ya be as beautiful and cute as my own? Sons will be troublemakers in the future, but daughters are the caring little cotton-padded jackets!"

Bai Mo said it unintentionally, but Xueluo listened with intention.

What does it mean that her man can't give birth to a daughter? !

Xue Luo was not angry at Bai Mo for speaking out, but felt that she had to have another daughter no matter what she said to frustrate Bai Mo's arrogance. Also give your man a long face!

"My uncle has a daughter!"

Feng Tuantuan was unconvinced and helped his uncle and aunt argue with Bai Mo, "Tuan Tuan is my uncle and aunt's daughter!"

"Old friendships don't count!"

Bai Mo sneered and denied, "Besides, that's not his Feng Xinglang's kind!"

These words are already heart-wrenching enough, but I didn’t expect it to be even worse:

"Even if he is really his biological son, I bet Feng Xinglang wouldn't dare to recognize him!"

With the drunken Bai Mo, one is afraid that the world will not be in chaos. No regard for other people's feelings!

To deal with a brainless giant baby like Bai Mo, Feng Xinglang's casual words were enough to make him jump like crazy...