No one knows a husband better than his wife!
Xue Luo understood Feng Xinglang and his son's arrogant and lazy lifestyle the best.
"Your mommy is so willful! She actually hung up on your father's call! "
Feng Xinglang sighed as he waved the phone his wife hung up on.
"Sigh …" Following that was Lin Nuo's sigh. "That Big White, he's so childish, but he actually gave birth to two even more childish kids … Big Duoduo is really mentally tired!"
Obviously, the person the little thing was looking for was Yuan Duoduo.
As for her biological father, Feng Xinglang …
"That's also Yuan Duoduo's fault! She didn't want to be the Bai family's Young Mistress, but insisted on working for someone else to prove herself! She was unhappy that someone else had to take care of her daughters without anyone to take care of them … Who else can she blame but herself! "
"En … That makes sense! Could it be that my biological father doesn't allow mommy to work? My biological son also objects to mommy working! "
The little guy thought of something and got up from his father's arms, "Oh right, biological father, are you very rich?"
"That … I'm just average rich!"
Feng Xinglang caressed his son's face, "Why, are you thinking about what toy to ask your biological father to buy for you?"
"I don't want that!"
The little guy used his elbow to press on Feng Xinglang's chest, "Biological father, since you're so rich, can you buy the farm that mommy often goes to? That way mommy won't be working for someone else! "
His son's words reminded Feng Xinglang of something. Although that farm wouldn't be profitable in the short term, at least it wouldn't be a loss; In the long term, that place in the suburbs could be considered as a potential stock!
Furthermore, it could be used as a vacation spot for the family during holidays. That wasn't bad.
Most importantly, it could also make a woman happy, so why not?!
"En … biological son, this idea is a bit interesting! Biological father will think about it! "
Of course, if Feng Xinglang said that he wanted to control his own woman in his territory, that would be selfish!
"Biological father is great!"
The little guy hugged his biological father Feng Xinglang's neck and kissed him without hesitation, brushing his saliva over and over again.
The father and son were affectionate for a while, and the little guy glanced at the big caterpillar that was resting with its eyes closed. It was so quiet that it seemed to be asleep.
"Father, don't be so noisy. The big caterpillar wants to rest!"
The little fellow covered Feng Xinglang's mouth to stop him from speaking.
Feng Xinglang used his teeth to nibble on the little finger that the little fellow had stuck into his mouth. "Don't worry, the naughty caterpillar definitely isn't asleep! He's eavesdropping on us! "
"…" The corners of Cong Gang's lips twitched slightly. You, Feng Xinglang, have such a loud voice. Do you really need someone to eavesdrop on you?
"Alas," the little guy sighed again. "If only I had a wheelchair!"
"Why are you looking for a wheelchair?" Feng Xinglang asked casually. "For the caterpillar to sit on?"
"Yes! That way, we can push the caterpillar up to the balcony on the third floor to bask in the moonlight and enjoy the forest breeze! "
The Feng family had a built-in elevator, which was built to make it convenient for Feng Lixin to go up and down the stairs. The little girl thought that there would be one here too.
"Basking in the moonlight? Wind in the forest? My good son, I didn't expect you to have such romantic cells! "
"Of course! It's a pity that we don't have a wheelchair! "
In fact, the little guy did not know anything about romance. He only knew that it was not the time to sleep yet.
"Why do you need a wheelchair? Look at your father!"
Feng Xinglang placed the little guy on the ground, then rolled up his sleeves and approached Cong Gang on the bed.
When Feng Xinglang was half a meter away from him, Cong Gang suddenly opened his eyes and glared at the approaching Feng Xinglang.
"What are you doing?"
"I'll let you enjoy the treatment of my own son for once!"
Feng Xinglang bent over and placed both of his arms under Cong Gang's thin blanket. One of his arms was placed under Cong Gang's legs, while the other was wrapped around Cong Gang's waist …
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"
Cong Gang felt uneasy and tried to avoid Feng Xinglang's touch.
"I'm carrying you upstairs to bask in the moonlight and enjoy the forest breeze!"
While Cong Gang was caught off guard, Feng Xinglang swiftly carried him off the bed.
"Oh my god … I didn't expect you to be so thin, but this weight … it's really f * cking heavy!"
"Put me down … I can walk on my own!"
Feng Xinglang could clearly feel Cong Gang's body trembling in his arms! He could not even speak so fluently!
"Dad, you can do it!"
The little guy helped his father, Feng Xinglang, push Cong Gang's waist, and groaned in dissatisfaction, "Dad, Da Ranran usually asks you to wake up in the morning to exercise, but you only know how to laze around in bed every day … Look at your fat body, it's time to lose some weight!"
"Which part of my body is fat? Dad's body is full of muscles! "
"That's enough, my dear father. Don't squeak anymore and hug me harder! Don't knock the big caterpillar down! "
"Why do you care so much about your big caterpillar? I'm your father! "
"The big caterpillar is a patient … You're not!" The little guy pulled the thin blanket from the bed and followed behind his father.
The father and son quarreled with each other all the way. There was no anger in their words, but there was a different kind of warmth.
Wei Kang appeared in the dark corner. He did not come forward to stop them. He knew what was best for his boss's physical and mental health.
He was just worried that Feng Xinglang, who looked strong, could carry his injured boss. What a waste of being so strong!
It was probably like what his son said: He looked strong and handsome, but if he were to be stripped naked, he might be full of fat!
In order not to lose face in front of his son, Feng Xinglang carried Cong Gang to the balcony on the third floor and carefully placed him on the rattan recliner.
Originally, Cong Gang could have refused; but later, he did not know which heartstring was plucked, and he actually enjoyed Feng Xinglang's service.
Feng Xinglang was so tired that he was panting. "Cong Gang, I didn't expect … I didn't expect you to be so heavy … You're so tired!"
"Dad, you still have the cheek to say that! It's just a short walk and you're so tired? The big caterpillar's body is full of muscles, but your whole body is full of fat! If you don't exercise, you'll become a fat-pig! "
"Feng Linnuo, how can you talk to your father like this? Come and massage your father's back! "
"I'm not going to massage your back!"
After yelling at his father, the little guy considerately covered Cong Gang with the thin blanket. "Big caterpillar, it's windy outside, don't catch a cold!"
"…"
Seeing that his son had such a sensible and considerate side, Feng Xinglang was both gratified and sad.
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