Chapter 2427 Lazy and Fat! It Still Stinks!

Cong Gang just wanted Feng Xinglang to know: not everyone will only revolve around him!

At this moment, Feng Xinglang was angry, but also guilty.

To be honest, leaving Cong Gang alone in Melton Castle was indeed selfish of him!

At that time, Feng Xinglang was thinking: With Cong Gang's ability, it should be easy to escape from Melton Castle! But he didn't expect that Cong Gang hadn't come back from prison even after two or three days!

More or less, Feng Xinglang was still a little worried about Cong Gang. What if he fell in love with Aria secretly and then abandoned his girlfriend and friends... It's not impossible!

Feng Xinglang knelt down and looked at Cong Anan at eye level, "An'an... Little Chong dad promises you: your dad will be safe and sound! If anything happens to him... Little Chong dad will bury him with him! Is that okay?" !”

"My daddy doesn't want you to be buried with him! You're lazy, fat, dirty! And you stink!"

Cong Anan sniffed angrily, "Anyway, you and your family are not allowed to trouble my dad anymore from now on! You stay away, don't let my dad see your selfish family again!"

Feng Xinglang was quite embarrassed to be told this by his future daughter-in-law.

But as embarrassing as it was, Feng Xinglang didn't have the same experience as the cold and prickly little pepper.

"An'an, listen to me. Let's go to the hotel to rest for the night. Tomorrow morning we will leave for Munich to find your insect father!" Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "You just think that the little insect father is getting old and can't stand the whole night. It’s been such a long journey... Just take pity on me and let me rest for a night... It’s only a few hours... okay? Besides, you’re so pretty

Liang...Daddy Little Chong is really worried about letting you drive at night! "

Following the movements, Feng Xinglang sat directly on the steps. It’s like he’s too old to walk!

Seeing Feng Xinglang sitting on the steps yawning endlessly, Cong Anan flattened his mouth and said, "Little bug dad, you are so useless! Then stay here for one night first, and wait for us tomorrow morning Let’s go to Munich to find my daddy!”

"Okay, okay, thank you little Princess An An for your mercy! Feng is very grateful!"

Feng Xinglang immediately stood up from the steps, took Cong Anan's little hand and walked towards the taxi.

A black SUV was escorting behind the taxi until Feng Xinglang and the two children entered a hotel near the airport.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang has brought your little princess and his little son into the hotel safely."

"Well, okay." Cong Gang said on the phone, looking a little tired.

"Then tomorrow morning, should I take them to Munich? Or should I let them go by themselves?"

"You go back to Munich with them!"

"Okay. I'll call you when I get back to Munich."

Wu Song didn't quite understand why Cong Gang didn't let him take Feng Xinglang and the two children to Munich that night.

Did Cong Gang not miss his own daughter enough? Still don’t think about Feng Xinglang enough? !

Although Wu Song felt that Feng Xinglang had nothing to think about! A selfish and deceitful guy! It's not worth the boss's life and death for him!

As soon as Feng Xinglang lay down on the big bed in the hotel suite, his cell phone started ringing. When he saw that the caller was Wu Song, he quickly jumped up and sat up.

"Wusong, why did you answer the phone? Didn't I ask you to pick up the plane at Berlin Tegel Airport? Cong Gang is not here, so what I said won't work, right?"

Feng Xinglang has become accustomed to instructing others to do things. In his opinion, Cong Gang's men were equivalent to his Feng Xinglang's men.

"Mr. Feng, you misunderstood! I was delayed for something! But I can guarantee that I will pick you and the two children up early tomorrow morning!"

Wu Song raised his head and glanced at the hotel, "By the way, which hotel are you and your two children staying at? I'll rush to pick you up at the hotel door overnight!"

Feng Xinglang told Wu Song the name of the hotel, and then added politely: "Then thank you Mr. Wu Song! Mr. Songtai's little princess is also there... It doesn't matter if you neglect me, but don't neglect Songtai's beloved. The little princess!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng. I'll see you tomorrow morning! Good night!"

Wu Song frowned slightly: Now I finally know that Wei Kang's job is not easy to do! It was obviously Boss Song who wanted to fix Feng Xinglang, but he was the one who took the blame! And it’s the kind of thing that a mute can’t say about the pain of eating Coptis chinensis!

This is a suite with two rooms in total. It was rare for Feng Xinglang to share a bedroom with his youngest son.

Feng Xinglang glanced at his youngest son who was walking back from Cong An'an's room, and asked a little teasingly: "Why, don't you go to bed with your little girlfriend?"

"An An is a girl and I am a boy... We can't sleep together now. We can only wait until I marry An An!"

After washing, Feng Chongchong climbed onto the bed and sat on the bedside, thoughtfully.

"Little idiot, if you can be half as careful and clever as your big Nuo brother, you won't be led by that little witch Cong An'an!"

Feng Xinglang reached out and ruffled his youngest son's hair, "Why did I give birth to such an innocent little thing like you!"

"I don't want to be like Da Nuonuo! Let my girlfriend have a baby so early!"

Afterwards, Feng Chongchong sighed and said something that surprised Feng Xinglang, "It would be great if I could have a baby... I can't bear to be in pain!"

"Cough cough cough!" Feng Xinglang was choked by his youngest son's words. He choked and coughed before he could speak, "Chong Chong, Chong Chong, you are really hopeless! You are simply a little licker. model!"

Feng Chongchong didn't pay attention to his father's ridicule, quickly climbed out of bed, opened the door to the room a crack and looked out... He saw that the door to Cong Anan's room was closed.

"Daddy, I want to sleep on the sofa in the living room so that I can take care of An An."

Feng Chongchong said softly. For Cong Anan, he could endure any grievances and suffer any hardships.

"What kind of sofa should I sleep on? Are you scared or not?"

Feng Xinglang was a little angry and said, "Either you knock on Cong Anan's room and tell her: You want to sleep with her; or you sleep with daddy! But you can leave the door of our room open!" "

After hearing his father Feng Xinglang's suggestion, Feng Chongchong immediately opened the bedroom door completely.

"Zhang Chongchong, you are so cowardly that you reach the Pacific Ocean!"

Feng Xinglang knew that his younger son would not choose the first one, "A real father with a beautiful face and a charming elder brother can't teach a coward like you!"

Feng Chongchong, who had been standing guard at the door, turned sideways and made a hissing gesture towards his father, Feng Xinglang.

"Daddy, stop talking... you will wake up An An!"

"..." Feng Xinglang was speechless. I was so depressed that I wanted to hit the wall.

The eldest son has matured so early, but what should I do if the younger son is not enlightened at all? !

"Chongchong, come back to bed and sleep!"

Seeing how pitiful his youngest son was standing at the door, Feng Xinglang came up with a plan, "Your little An'an is already asleep. If you're still awake, how can you date her in your dream?"

Feeling that his father was right, Feng Chongchong ran back to bed and fell asleep. He probably believed his biological father’s words: I hope I can date Cong Anan in my dream!

Suddenly, the little guy sniffed his nose and said, "Daddy, why haven't you taken a bath yet? You already stink!"

"Daddy is tired...I don't want to wash!"

Feng Xinglang really didn't want to wash it. Anyway, his wife Lin Xueluo is not here, and no one dislikes him. The dislike of the younger son can be ignored!

"Daddy, go and wash up quickly! That will help you sleep more comfortably!" Feng Chongchong insisted on asking his father to take a shower.

"I take a shower very loudly...Aren't you afraid of disturbing your little An'an's sleep?"

Feng Xinglang is not only a lazy man, but also a lazy man with high IQ. Even if he wanted to be lazy, his reasons were so smooth and impeccable.

"Okay then... I'll just sleep with my smelly daddy for one night!"

Feng Chongchong reluctantly fell into bed and moved towards the bed in disgust.

They are all little white-eyed wolves! Everyone dislikes him, Feng Xinglang!

What’s wrong with learning is that you have to learn the fake mysophobia of dead bugs!

Isn’t it just that the feet smell a little bit, so there’s no need to be so exaggerated? If you want to go to Africa, then the dead bug will have to commit suicide!

When Feng Xinglang thought of Cong Gang, all kinds of complaints came to his mind.

Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang fumbled for his cell phone from the bedside and instinctively called Cong Gang. Still powered off!

That bitch must have been put to sleep by Aria, right? !

Even if he couldn't escape Aria's beauty trap, he could always borrow a cell phone from Finn and make a call to tell him that Feng Xinglang was safe, right? !

Amidst all the dissatisfaction with Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang fell asleep sleepily.

That night, Feng Xinglang didn't sleep well. He always felt that he was in a dangerous situation, and scenes of flames blazing everywhere reappeared; he wanted to shout, but couldn't...

"Daddy little bug, get up! It's already dawn!"

Feng Xinglang, who was troubled by nightmares, was awakened by Cong Anan's penetrating yelling. Then his body felt cold, and the quilt had been pulled to the ground by Cong An'an.

Feng Xinglang, who was woken up by the shouting, could breathe smoothly; but his body was very tired, which must be the sequelae of the nightmare.

"It's only six o'clock in the morning in Berlin...my little princess, is it too early?"

Why is it so difficult to sleep in? Feng Xinglang pinched his swollen eyebrows.

"Then you go to sleep slowly, I'm going to Munich to find my daddy!" Cong Anan turned around and walked out of the room.

"An'an... An'an... she's such a naughty girl... I'll get up right now!"

In fact, Feng Xinglang should be lucky: An An didn't splash water on him to wake him up!

Not even allowed to eat breakfast, Feng Xinglang could only follow the little naughty girl Cong Anan out of the hotel.

When he was about to call Wu Song, he saw Wu Song already waiting at the door of the hotel.

"You are the little princess of Mr. Songtai's family, right? You have a personality!"

Wu Song did not use "beautiful" to praise Cong An'an, because he felt that Cong An'an was not above such praise.

"Are you the Five Songs Wei Kang mentioned?"

Cong Anan was not timid either. He raised his head to face Wu Song and asked slightly angrily: "Why didn't you protect my dad?" "Leaving your dad as a hostage in Melton Castle...that's Mr. Feng." What you mean!" Wu Song directly threw the blame to Feng Xinglang.