Chapter 1791 Waiting for Tenderness 67

Could it be that that bitch Cong Gang is still alive and crawling out to cause trouble again?

He actually dared to emerge from hell in broad daylight, and he wasn't afraid that the sun would turn this piece of shit into ashes? !

Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang has long been accustomed to angering others. Especially Cong Gang who was once rescued by him!

In his words, Cong Gang was just a dog he picked up! Even his life belongs to him, Feng Xinglang!

Therefore, even though Cong Gang has been dead for almost two years, he will still subconsciously abuse him!

The frequency of verbal abuse became more frequent as Yan Bang became more distant from him!

"I guess Brother Cong doesn't like us disturbing his peace!"

Facing the villa in the forest, Xueluo let out a long sigh, "Brother Cong, it would be great if you were still alive... My Chongchong will definitely like you very much!"

Who says it’s not the case: Cong Gang saved the little guy’s life when he was still in mommy’s belly!

He is even more accomplished than Feng Chongchong's bastard father.

At first, Xueluo always believed that Cong Gang would not die so easily! After all, Cong Gang is the most powerful character in the minds of her and her son Feng Linnuo! But later, as time went by, sad events such as Yan Bang's amnesia occurred, and Xueluo also felt that maybe Cong Gang really passed away during the cruise ship incident in Ceresto.

Although, Xueluo still didn't quite believe this fact. But it can only be accepted passively!

His wife's slightly sad attention also made Feng Xinglang feel a little melancholy. Because of the phrase ‘if you are still alive’!

"My Chongchong has no shortage of people to like!"

Feng Xinglang stepped forward and took his wife's waist, "That damn caterpillar was nervous all day long when he was alive. He can't live even if he's dead! Our caterpillar won't like him!"

"Uh...uh!"

The little boy Feng Chongchong made a dissatisfied sound. He yelled directly at his biological father, Feng Xinglang.

"Ah, does my Chongchong understand? I know you are slandering Brother Cong! Chongchong is protesting!"

Xueluo kissed her little son's dissatisfied cheek and asked softly: "Chongchong, do you like Uncle Caterpillar too?"

"Yeah, yeah." The little guy nodded. That little guy seemed to really understand.

"Uh what uh, uh what uh? If you have the ability to ban Xing Cheng, why don't you speak up?!"

When the Feng family's driver drove over again, with nothing to do, Feng Xinglang began to arouse the little thing who had been refusing to open his mouth to speak.

"That damn caterpillar Cong Gang is not a good guy at all! He is a bad guy! BadMan! Right Chongchong?"

The little guy shook his head.

"What do you mean when you keep shaking your head? My father can't understand! Just say it directly: Is the big caterpillar a good person or a bad person? Good...or bad?"

"..." The little guy smacked his lips and stopped paying attention to his father, Feng Xinglang, who was full and full!

When he learned that he couldn't go to Cong Gang's villa today, the little guy screamed and started crying.

"You brat, just crying is useless! My father and mother are already immune! You have to speak! Even if you only say one word!"

Feng Xinglang came closer and lowered his voice, "Tell my father: Do you want to go? Do you want to... or don't you want to?"

The little guy nodded.

"It's useless to nod! My dad can't understand! You said, should I go... or not?! If you don't say anything, my dad will treat you as if you don't want to go!"

"Wow!" The little guy threw himself into mommy's arms and cried in all kinds of sad and pitiful ways.

Seeing her little son crying so pitifully, Xueluo couldn't bear it.

"Xinglang, this is only four or five kilometers away from Brother Cong's house. Let's walk up there."

"You still want to walk up there? Miss Lin, don't you know that there is a proverb that says, 'Looking up the mountain and running to death'? You look close, but there is more than ten kilometers here!"

Seeing that the stimulating method was about to take effect, he was disturbed by his wife, "Honey, you dote on Chongchong so much. It's too late for this kid to speak! If he still refuses to speak today, don't even think about it!"

This son is stubborn, and this father is even more stubborn!

In the end, Xueluo could only rely on her husband Feng Xinglang and brought her son, who was unwilling to speak, back to GK Ventures.

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Since the little guy who couldn't get what he wanted was really noisy, Xueluo didn't want to disturb her husband's work, so she took her little son to Hetun to have a meal. By the way, he threw the little guy to Hetun, so that Hetun, who favored boys over girls, could feel what it was like to be teased by his beloved grandson.

Of course, Xueluo's visit to Hetun was not just to grab a meal and make noise in Hetun; she came here because of business.

In the past few days, she had been looking for blind dates for Xing Twelve; but Xing Twelve was not very cooperative.

After glancing at the photos casually, Xing Twelve still looked as lazy as any woman in the world could not get enough of him.

"Old Twelve, what kind of girl do you like? There are lolita girls, royal sisters, intellectual young women with a literary style, and innocent girls next door... there must be one that suits you. !”

Xueluo really felt that she was a little too careless.

Uncontrollably, she considers herself her sister; she always wants these big boys in Hetun who are ignorant about the love between men and women to start a family or something.

Xing Twelve came closer with his chin in hand, like a small animal curiously looking at its prey.

She pursed her beautiful pale crimson lips and hummed a little shyly, "Lin Xueluo, I like you like this!"

Before Xueluo's eyes widened in surprise, Xing Twelve sighed melancholy again, "What a pity, that guy Feng Xinglang got there first! Fortunately, he really loves you, otherwise... I will definitely take you out of the way. He took it from his hand!"

Obviously, Feng Xinglang's fight for love last time really made Xing Twelve understand his fearless spirit for love. This also gave up the idea of ​​snatching Lin Xueluo away from Feng Xinglang.

Before Xueluo could finish being surprised, Xing Twelve's even more amazing words followed one after another.

"Lin Xueluo, have you thought about letting Xing Chongchong be my adopted son?"

"This..." The melancholy Xueluo originally wanted to make things difficult for Xing Twelve and ask him to go to Hetun to discuss the matter so that he could retreat. However, he changed his mind before speaking.

"Well, that matter can still be discussed! However, as a condition, you have to come with me to meet these three girls first!"

From Xueluo's point of view, it was impossible for Xing Twelve to be interested in photos or anything like that; she wanted Xing Twelve to leave Hetun and see those young and beautiful girls up close in the real world! It might as well stimulate his hormones!

In order to increase the success rate and to cater to the girl's liking, Xueluo first selected a girl with a similar personality to her own among the three girls.

An elementary school math teacher who looks gentle and calm.

I originally wanted to find them from GK, but most of the women who could get into GK were too professional, and Xing Twelve probably couldn't control them.

The little teacher is fair and fair, wearing slightly old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses. The knee-length camel coat added to her figure.

"This is my younger brother, nicknamed Twelve. This is Wen Qingqing, Teacher Wen."