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Feng Xinglang, who walked out of the hall, shuffled aimlessly like a walking corpse whose soul had been stripped.

At a distance of three meters, Feng Xinglang stopped; he watched Cong Gang who came to pick him up in silence.

It shouldn't have been annoying, but Cong Gang took the initiative to pick up the plane.

When he saw Feng Xinglang with such a dim and apathetic face, Cong Gang slightly twitched his lips.

The two of them just stared at each other...

After a long time, Feng Xinglang muttered in a dumb voice, "Song Tai, you are free!"

Cong Gang: "..."

Why is this sad? I'm afraid it hurts my brain together, right? !

"President Feng, what do you mean?"

Cong Gang curled his lips slightly, "Could it be that I am so old and you still want to fire me?"

"Song Tai, you are free", from such a decadent and sad Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang certainly knows what he wants to express!

What happened to this guy?

In addition to this sadness, by the way, also hurt his brain? !

Would you say such a sad thing? !

Even the name ‘Cong Gang’ he gave himself casually, has to be taken back?

"Song Tai, I'm a bad guy... from top to toe! I've always been a loser... but I never admit it!"

Feng Xinglang raised his head and looked at the gray sky, "Song Tai, I will let you go, but also Da Nuo and Wan Wan... They can live as they want... I let everyone... including Myself!"

After speaking, Feng Xinglang smiled coldly at the sky; then he shuffled and walked past Cong Gang.

But just a few steps away, Feng Xinglang's sturdy physique collapsed like Mount Tai collapsed.

Cong Gang dragged and hugged Feng Xinglang who had collapsed, and then skillfully carried him on his shoulders.

"It's a pity... I don't want to be let go by you!"

After Cong Gang sighed lightly, he carried Feng Xinglang into a comfortable and spacious commercial vehicle.

After unbuttoning Feng Xinglang's upper body, Cong Gang gave him a comprehensive inspection.

Glancing at someone's decadent to autistic appearance, Cong Gang really wanted to slap Feng Xinglang and wake him up!

"Let you not have such a strong desire to control your own children...you don't listen!"

Cong Gang reached for his hand and patted Feng Xinglang's handsome face.

"You have been lacking love since you were a child, so you want to impose your overwhelming paternal love on your children... Is it the opposite? You also have to ask them if they need it? Or can you accept it like that?"

In terms of educating children, Cong Gang and Feng Xinglang can be regarded as two extremes.

Feng Xinglang refused to let his children go;

But Cong Gang has never done anything to his children! So don't talk about letting go!

In the end, Feng Xinglang, who was a cocoon, hurt himself; but Cong Gang still lived free and easy.

Feng Xinglang said most about Cong Gang's state of raising children: No one knows if you die at home!

It can only show that Feng Xinglang has not yet been able to realize the true meaning of life!

Isn’t it great to come from nature and return to nature? !

Isn’t it the best way to die alone, letting the wind dissolve oneself?

Must die in front of a group of weeping children?

Therefore, the former Feng Xinglang could not understand Cong Gang's stocking of his daughter;

But now Feng Xinglang can more or less realize some truths!

To be precise, it should be self-sufficient!

When Feng Xinglang woke up again, it was already an hour later.

The whole body was wrapped in warm hot water, and with the pressure to relieve the tension of the nerves, Feng Xinglang woke up in comfort.

Cong Gang, with sweat on his face, caught the eye.

Feng Xinglang didn't speak, but looked at Cong Gang quietly; enjoying the comfort of Cong Gang's system.

It's really comfortable!

From the heart to relax into the limbs of the body; there is no need to think about anything, no need to do anything, just enjoy!

Seeing Feng Xinglang awake, Cong Gang didn't say a word, still continuing with his hands.

In fact, sometimes there is no need to use words to convey information between the two of them. With one look and one look, you can express what you want to express!

But this does not prevent them from performing all martial arts from time to time!

"Why don't you laugh?"

After a long time, Feng Xinglang on the steaming table murmured quietly.

"What are you laughing?" Cong Gang asked quietly.

"Hmm... don't you think it's funny?"

Feng Xinglang laughed at himself and said, "You hate me so much... I can still relieve my hatred by laughing!"

"Okay, don't think about your rebellious sons! They don't deserve your fatherly love so overflowing!"

How to listen, how awkward Cong Gang's way of persuading people!

Is this comforting him to Feng Xinglang? But how can I hear the meaning of adding fuel to the fire?

"Cong Gang, I'm not dead yet... Are you planning to **** me off directly?"

The hungry and uncomfortable Feng Xinglang wanted to sit up, but he felt very weak.

Cong Gang supported Feng Xinglang's waist and supported him to sit upright.

"This ginseng soup will refresh you!"

Cong Gang brought the ginseng mushroom soup that had just been warmed on the stone platform to Feng Xinglang to drink; there was also a piece of spare ribs on top that made him appetite.

Feng Xinglang drank up all the soup and mushrooms.

Light and refreshing, but the ribs are missing!

"This is something I can't eat. Go make me a plate of pasta! Remember to put more beef tenderloin!"

This bowl of soup is definitely not enough for Feng Xinglang.

But at least he can't be hungry!

"Your blood qi tends to go retrograde, and eating less is good for your body!"

Cong Gang pressed Feng Xinglang's spine with his **** and wiped it all the way down.

"Cong Gang, do you have to do this when you eat something? Are you tired of living?"

Feng Xinglang couldn't understand that Cong Gang ate food that Feng Xinglang found to be unbearable every day in order to maintain his health.

Some people live just to eat;

Some people eat it just to live.

If you can rise to an immortal without eating, it is estimated that Cong Gang would have been at the Celestial Level!

"At that time, wait until you press it, and then make it for you!"

Cong Gang used delay tactics.

...

After eating and drinking, Feng Xinglang still had no intention of leaving.

Turn off the phone, cut off the contact with the outside world.

Just lying in the sunshine room on the third floor, quietly looking at the starry night sky.

"Insect, you said I lived the way I am today, did you ask for it?"

Feng Xinglang was lazy on all fours, and the whole person appeared to be lying in a casual manner.

"Not all...More or less, it is also related to external factors!"

Cong Gang filtered out some nourishing solid particles and brought a cup of amber tea to Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang took over and took a couple of sips, "What is it? So astringent?"

"Good thing, take two more sips!" Cong Gang said warmly.

Feng Xinglang reluctantly took two more sips, then put the cup back on the table and refused to drink again.

Cong Gang took Feng Xinglang's remaining cup of water and drank it all at once.

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang blankly, and snorted, "Caterpillar, don't you need to save it like this? You have spent so much money from Hetun every year and spent it all?"

"The market price of this cup is several million! But you can't get it with money!" Cong Gang said warmly.

"Several millions? Really?"

Feng Xinglang came over to check, "You fool me, I won't reimburse you!"

Cong Gang licked his lips and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I still have this little money! But if President Feng insists on firing me... I'll have to frugal!"

"Fire you? When did I say that?"

Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a white look, and then said quietly, "I don't remember it!"

Thinking of something, Feng Xinglang turned his head to look at Cong Gang.

"By the way, where did Xiao Chong and An Anye go? You should keep in touch with them two?"

Feng Xinglang is really a heir. Either care about this or that.

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang faintly, "If I said: I never contact An An and Xiao Chong...Are you going to be furious again?"

Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to answer, Cong Gang went on to say: "If one day, Xiao Chong and An An are in danger somewhere in the world, will you hate me forever?"

Feng Xinglang: "..."

Feng Xinglang was stunned by Cong Gang's words. There was really no way to answer him for a while. "Feng Xinglang, you should know that one day when Xiao Chong and An An are together, they are happy! Life requires not only length, but also thickness! Even if Xiao Chong and An An are in distress somewhere in the world, they Also happy!

"

Feng Xinglang can’t accept the truth that “life not only requires length, but also thickness”...

"Cong Gang, don't brainwash Lao Tzu! I order that you must contact them every three days! Did you hear me!!"

Feng Xinglang snorted.

The father who infinitely doted on his heirs is back again full of blood!

Cong Gang shook his head lightly: It seems that Feng Xinglang will never learn to let go!

"Aren't you also a parent? You can contact your son!" Cong Gang said warmly.

"If I can get in touch, I still need you?!" Feng Xinglang felt sulking again when he mentioned this. The youngest son went around the world with Cong An'an silently. At the beginning, he could report his safety once a week. Later, the cell phone couldn't get through, and he couldn't investigate any schedule.

Has been in a state of no news!

Occasionally Feng Xinglang could only learn some news about his younger son and Cong Anan from Cong Gang!

But the only relief for Feng Xinglang is that the youngest son will report his safety to his wife Lin Xueluo after a month or so. But every time Feng Xinglang couldn't keep it!

I always feel that my father is being ignored by my younger son! But it can't happen!

"They are enjoying the beauty of nature, but you are trapped by your daughter's feelings... You got it, but your daughter's incomprehension and disapproval... Well, I sympathize with you!" Cong Gang said Then, he almost defeated Feng Xinglang's psychological defense!