Chapter 2488 Questions About Eating Dada

"Feng Xinglang... stop making trouble!"

In the next half hour or so, Cong Gang was so 'tortured' by Feng Xinglang that he almost begged for mercy.

After holding Cong Gang's arm in his mouth and grinding his teeth for a while, Feng Xinglang didn't let go; he just held it in his mouth like a bone and played with it.

With one hand in Feng Xinglang's mouth, Cong Gang freed up his other hand to send a message to Feng Shishi.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"It should be a food delivery service. Please tell me: Can I open the door first and wait for you, President Fengda? Now that you have eaten enough, you will have the strength to continue to torture me?"

Cong Gang's patience was at its best at this moment. No matter how much trouble Feng Xinglang made him, he would cooperate.

At this moment, Cong Gang looked like a masochist!

"That's right." Feng Xinglang relaxed his mouth.

Just as he was about to wipe the saliva on his arm, Feng Xinglang yelled, "Don't wipe it! If you dare to wipe it, I will cut off your hand!"

"?It's...Uncle Feng! Don't wipe it!"

Cong Gang gently lifted Feng Xinglang's head and moved him away from his belly. Then he quickly stood up and walked towards the living room of the suite.

The person who came to deliver the meal was Feng Shiwu.

"master……"

"Cough!" Cong Gang coughed lightly as a reminder.

"Mr. Songtai, how is my adoptive father?" Feng Shishi changed his mind immediately.

"Your adoptive father still needs to rest for a few days." Cong Gang said quietly. And took the breakfast he asked to prepare from Feng Shiwu's hand.

"oh……"

Feng Shishi glanced in the direction of the bedroom. He wanted to go in, but he still stopped outside the door.

"By the way, Master... By the way, Mr. Songtai, Xiaochong is clamoring to see his biological father... Do you think I can bring him here?" Feng Shishi asked tentatively.

Cong Gang was silent for two seconds, "Let Xiaochong wait for now! Wait until his biological father thinks of him...then bring him here!"

"Okay, Mr. Songtai." Feng Shishi nodded repeatedly.

When Cong Gang came in with breakfast, Feng Xinglang had already taken off the silk quilt on his body. Perhaps it's the effect of the medicine that activates blood circulation and removes blood stasis, but my whole body feels steaming.

Although they have the same structure, Cong Gang seemed a little cautious when facing the unabashed Feng Xinglang.

"Put the quilt on. Be careful of wound infection after catching a cold." Cong Gang avoided looking at him.

"If my wound gets infected..."

Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Cong Gang, "I'll take off your good skin and stick it to me!"

Cong Gang wasn't angry either, and covered his waist with the silk quilt, covering up as much of his special features as possible. I really can't help someone acting like a savage and showing off as much as I want in front of him!

That's not embarrassing at all!

Feng Xinglang deliberately refused to move; Cong Gang could only patiently and good-temperedly pick up his back and stuff the pillow into his back... but Feng Xinglang pulled it away and threw it aside!

As willful as a child!

Cong Gang was still not annoyed, so he put his upper body close to Feng Xinglang's backrest, then lifted the bowl of stewed beef porridge that was already quite delicious on the head of the bed and fed it to Feng Xinglang's mouth.

Feng Xinglang reluctantly took a sip. The taste is pretty good, just a bit bland.

"Master, I don't want to drink this bland porridge! Master, I want to eat meat! Beef shank! Or tender beef tenderloin!"

After reluctantly taking the third sip, Feng Xinglang began to make things difficult for Cong Gang, who was already in a difficult situation.

When the fifth spoon reaches someone's mouth, they will never open their mouth again.

Cong Gang didn't say anything. He took a few sips from the bowl and drank it all. He hasn't eaten in several days. Just use those nutrient solutions to hold your breath.

"What, you don't want to serve anymore?" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"Don't dare! This Turkish pie is good, filled with tender beef tenderloin. The skin is thin and the filling is big, so it should suit your appetite."

Seeing that Feng Xinglang could drink a few mouthfuls of porridge, which was enough to give him face, he took the freshly baked pie and brought it to his mouth.

It smells really good... and after taking a bite, it turns out that the skin is thin and filling. And it's tender and juicy.

Feng Xinglang ate the whole pie in one go. Compared with the dark paste eaten in the mining factory, this pie is simply delicious on earth.

"Bitch, what do you do for food? It took you three days to find me? Are you all waiting to see how I die?"

Feng Xinglang became angry when he thought about the hard work he had to do as an illegal laborer in a mining factory.

Of course it's not convenient to tell the truth... If Feng Xinglang knew that the whole group was busy digging for him in the abandoned mine, he would most likely get angry with himself again!

"The rescue came too late...it is indeed a crime worthy of death!"

While speaking softly, Cong Gang put the mango pulp into Feng Xinglang's mouth, "You are still injured. Eat less. Mangoes are prone to allergies."

Feng Xinglang stared deeply at Cong Gang and asked with some boredom: "Chong Zong, if I die... I can save me by letting you eat daddy... Will you eat it?"

At this moment, Feng Xinglang, after escaping from death, had a little bit of the childishness of surviving a disaster.

Cong Gang met Feng Xinglang's evil and childish gaze and smiled lightly, "Of course... I won't eat it!"

But I can die with you!

Why he said ‘no eating’, only Cong Gang himself knew clearly!

"He has no conscience!"

Feng Xinglang let out a long sigh, "If I can save you by eating dada... I will definitely eat you and you will live forever!"

"Really? Then drink this cup of Chinese medicine first! It's a little bitter... but it can remove dampness, siltation and scars! It will prevent you from leaving any obvious scars on your chest!"

Zheng was wondering how to trick Feng Xinglang into taking medicine, but Cong Gang thought this was a good opportunity. Then he used his legs to lift Feng Xinglang's back so that he could drink the medicine more smoothly.

"What the hell, is it so painful?"

After taking a small sip, Feng Xinglang stared.

"You just said you could eat daddy... This medicine is better than daddy, right?" Cong Gang was not only fast, but also his movements were unexpected. Knowing that Feng Xinglang would not take the medicine obediently, he put an arm around him The back of his neck caught his mandible, and he picked up the cup with one hand and poured it down. Feng Xinglang, who couldn't close his mouth,

Gudonggudong took several sips.

For a person who has trouble taking medicine, it's strange that he can take the initiative to eat dada on his own. Feng Xinglang likes to be sensational with his mouth; in fact, he is still selfish at heart.

Of course he cherishes Cong Gang's talents and cherishes their friendship; but there is definitely some element of exploitation.

"Chongzi, do you still remember how I threatened you?" Feng Xinglang's face became slightly strange.

"No...I don't remember!" Cong Gang's eyes flickered. "Since you dare to run away... you should have anticipated the consequences!" Feng Xinglang said carelessly.