Chapter 2220 Feng Linnuo 7: Thorny Girl

Looking at An An, his daughter who had been protecting him since she was a child, Cong Gang curled his lips slightly.

"okay."

He stood up quietly and walked towards the kitchen.

Leaving the two and a half-year-old children to deal with Feng Xinglang... is also good!

Or maybe with Feng Xinglang's wisdom, it was obviously easy to deal with these two half-year-old children.

It would be nice to add some fun to Feng Xinglang's busy and boring life.

The Ferrari pierced the strong night wind and roared towards Qibei Mountain City.

Feng Xinglang, who is over forty years old, still has that unruly energy.

In front of his wife, he is a gentle, considerate and affectionate husband;

In front of his children, he is a loving father who dotes on his offspring;

Only in front of Cong Gang will his true nature be revealed: arrogant and crazy! A look of wantonness and evil that I am your uncle.

In the words of Cong Anan and Xiao Chongchong: Little Chongchong’s father knows how to bully his father (Big Chongchong)!

That still handsome face has been brushed countless times.

Without exception, Feng Xinglang could open the villa with his handsome face.

Cong An'an has always been curious: Why doesn't his father, who has great powers, replace this smart door that can be easily opened by the little insect father? This breaking of the door is not smart at all, okay?

Cong Anan stood in the center of the living room and looked at Feng Xinglang with a cold face as he came in.

He wrote 'You are not welcome' directly on his little face!

"An'an? You're welcoming your godfather!"

Feng Xinglang approached Cong An'an and wanted to pinch Xiao Gao Leng's face, but Cong An'an dodged him.

"My daddy is not at home! Let's go!"

Cong Anan gave the eviction order directly. It's really heartbreaking to hear.

But it couldn't break Feng Xinglang's heart!

He has become accustomed to the father and daughter's indifference towards him.

"An'an... the way you lie is not cute at all!"

Feng Xinglang bowed over and tapped the tip of Cong Anan's small nose, "Look, this nose has become longer!"

Cong Anan patted Feng Xinglang's finger on her nose, "Don't touch me!"

"Are you leaving by yourself? Or do you want me to beat you away?" Cong Anan clenched his little fist.

"Oh, you girl, you are so prickly!" Feng Xinglang said leisurely.

"Daddy, don't you go back and hug sister Wanwan? If mommy is in a bad mood, sister Wanwan will be beaten by mommy again! You will feel bad, right?" Feng Chongchong knew exactly what his biological father was doing. Weakness.

"I can't hold you tonight..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Feng Xinglang's handsome brows furrowed slightly, and he wisely changed the topic, "Daddy just wants to accompany my dear little son tonight!"

Feng Xinglang stretched out his arms and hugged his youngest son, Feng Chongchong, into his arms, "You, like sister Wanwan, are my father's darlings!"

I wanted to stir things up, but I didn't expect that my younger son didn't care about his father's "charity".

"Daddy, you'd better go home! Sister Wanwan won't be able to sleep without daddy!"

Feng Chongchong only wanted to urge his father Feng Xinglang to leave, "She will cry if she can't find him!"

"But tonight's daddy only belongs to my Chongchong family!"

Feng Xinglang kissed his youngest son's cheek, "Wherever you are tonight, daddy will be there!"

"Then you all go together quickly! I'm going to bed!"

Cong Anan pushed the father and son who were hugging each other and left together.

He glanced at Cong Anan, who didn't like his father, and then glanced at his biological father who refused to leave... Feng Chongchong seemed to be in a dilemma!

Of course he didn't want to leave. But if he doesn't leave, his father will definitely stay with him... He doesn't want An An and Da Chong Chong to be unhappy!

"Daddy, then, let's go back! Xiaochong also misses mommy and sister Wanwan."

In the end, Feng Chongchong made a difficult choice. He decided to take his biological father with him to ensure safety.

"Why are we walking! Daddy is tired!"

After saying that, he lay down lazily on the only double sofa, and then shouted towards the kitchen: "Catworm, hurry up! Your uncle Feng is hungry!"

Cong Anan: "..."

Feng Chongchong: "..."

"What are you shouting for? They say my daddy is gone!" Cong Anan shouted angrily.

"An'an, do you believe that your godfather can do magic..."

Feng Xinglang's smile had a hint of sinisterness, "I can bring out your bastard daddy who's not at home!"

"I don't believe it!" Cong Anan stared at him.

"You really don't believe it?"

Feng Xinglang said in a long voice, "Then I'll start my magic... I'll count to three, you go and open the kitchen door... Not only is your bastard daddy inside, but there's also a plate of fragrant Italian food. Beef fillet noodles!”

As he spoke, Feng Xinglang pretended to start his magic show...

While Cong Anan was stunned, he rushed towards the kitchen. Because he could already smell the aroma of Italian beef tenderloin noodles. That kind of flavor that is unique to Cong Gang.

When Feng Xinglang opened the door and walked in, the Italian beef tenderloin noodles had just come out of the pot and onto a plate.

"You bitch, what are you hiding? Believe it or not, I burned your tomb of the living dead?!"

The moment he saw Cong Gang, all Feng Xinglang's dissatisfaction surged.

But when the plate of Italian beef tenderloin noodles was delivered to him, his anxious mood subsided.

"You said it's easy for me to eat noodles... I still have to compete with your daughter in a battle of wits and courage!" Feng Xinglang sat down on the large independent island.

"It's hot! You need to blow your mouth!"

Cong Gang said quietly. He poured Feng Xinglang a cup of soup to nourish his stomach.

"Daddy little bug, go back as soon as you finish eating!" Cong Anan followed.

"How about it, do you believe in your godfather's magic now?!"

After succeeding, Feng Xinglang laughed so proudly that he even forgot to say something to Cong An'an.

Cong Anan pursed her pretty little mouth and just glared at Feng Xinglang.

"An'an, Xiaochong, do you want some too?" Cong Gang asked his unhappy daughter.

"Feed everything for him! Feed him until he's fat and throw him out!"

The little cutie seemed a little dissatisfied with his father's behavior of accommodating the little bug father. He can obviously beat him, but why has daddy been unwilling to teach him a lesson?

"Throw me out? Your dad can't bear to do it!"

While Feng Xinglang was eating beef tenderloin noodles with great appetite, he was amusing himself with Cong Anan, who had a cold and pretty face:

"Even your daddy's life is mine... I think back then, if I hadn't come to the rescue, your daddy would have died on the street! Where would there be a little stubborn girl like you?!"

"My dad is so talented, he doesn't want you to save him!" Cong Anan retorted.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask your daddy!" Feng Xinglang took a big sip of beef tenderloin noodles, "Although I saved him, even though I am his master, even though he is just my slave, I have always taken advantage of you. Daddy, treat me as a brother! Brothers who have passed through life! That kind of life-long friendship where we have experienced life and death together, you are the only one

Little P kids won’t understand! "

When it comes to eloquence, Feng Xinglang is definitely a hardcore boss. Of course, Cong Anan, who was only eleven years old, couldn't defeat him.

Is this really the case? But seeing his acquiescing father, Cong Anan had no choice but to believe the nonsense of Little Chongzi's father.