Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me
Chapter 837

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Chapter 837 - Best and Best Dads

"The big caterpillar... Hurry up and bring me to see Feng Xinglang … I miss him! "

Little Linnuo kept banging her head against Cong Gang's chest again and again, as if she would not rest until she had achieved her goal.

Cong Gang could only patiently spread open his palm to cushion the little fellow's head.

"Hungry? If you're hungry, we'll eat first! "

Cong Gang did not answer the question directly and continued wasting time with the little fellow. It had been a long night, and it had been hard enough.

"I'm not hungry!" I won't eat even if I'm hungry! I must wait until I see my father before I eat! "

This arrogant and delicate tone, it was as if she was abusing herself to make others feel sorry for her.

In conclusion, whether it was Xing Shi'er and the others, or Yan Bang and the others, they would definitely love this annoying and stubborn little thing for some reason. They tried not to hurt the little guy's young heart.

"If you don't see your father, are you really hungry for a whole night?"

Cong Gang asked tentatively. Ye Zichen moved the little thing in his arms up a little to prevent it from slipping off his legs.

"Just hungry for one night!" You're not allowed to eat it either! "Hunger along with me!"

The little guy stubbornly hummed, "Big caterpillar, you're so bad! He clearly promised to bring me to see Feng Xinglang, how can you go back on your word? That's a dog that doesn't know how to talk! "

"..." Cong Gang was stunned and did not have anything to say in response to the little thing that was making a ruckus in his bosom.

Actually, it was just a lie to say that he would bring Lil Thing to see his father, but Lil Thing was serious and persistent.

Cong Gang could act like a scoundrel with the little guy, but the little guy's earnest gaze, love, and filial piety made Cong Gang unable to reject this little thing.

Since he had no other choice, he decided to let Feng Xinglang sleep for a while longer!

Although it was an anesthetic extracted from plants, theoretically speaking, it would not harm the body; but unless absolutely necessary, Cong Gang really couldn't bear to use it on a five year old child.

If Feng Xinglang had to choose, he would choose Feng Xinglang's as well!

Therefore, Cong Gang could only let Feng Xinglang, who had already boarded the boat, sleep. This way, the little fellow would be able to see and touch its own father, but Feng Xinglang didn't know that its own son was on the same cruise as him, and was also Cong Gang's bargaining chip to deal with the Hetun.

Half an hour later, Cong Gang received a reminder from the Old Four: Feng Xinglang should have already fallen asleep.

"Alright, little irritating person. You starved yourself by not eating dinner, you really scared me! I will bring you to see your father right now! "

Cong Gang stood up, and only used his arm to support the little fellow. It was a little more difficult than he had imagined.

With his muscular body, he looked more and more like his father, Feng Xinglang!

"Really?"

The little guy widened his hungry and sleepy eyes in disbelief, "You're not lying to me again, are you? It's very shameful to lie to your child! "

"... With Feng Xinglang's biological son's IQ, can I trick you? "

What Cong Gang said was something the little guy really liked to hear. In his subconscious, flattery was something that even a child would like to hear.

This time, Cong Gang really did not shamelessly lie to his child!

Linnuo's little friend was in a luxurious cabin, and saw his father, Feng Xinglang.

And it was his sleeping father, Feng Xinglang!

"Feng Xinglang... Feng Xinglang... Your bastard son is here! "

Or perhaps it was because he had waited for far too long, and had not seen his father, Feng Xinglang, for the past ten days, that caused him to unavoidably be excited.

The person who was originally going to shout 'bastard Feng Xinglang', the moment he got excited, he would say 'bastard son'!

The little fellow immediately rushed towards the sleeping Feng Xinglang.

He was indeed his own father, a true father.

The little guy used his little arms to tightly hug Feng Xinglang who was lying on the sofa, and used his little face to tightly hug Feng Xinglang.

After maintaining the intimate relationship for half a minute, the little guy started to become dissatisfied, because Feng Xinglang was still fast asleep.

"Feng Xinglang, your biological son came to see you from so far away, why are you still sleeping? Don't tell me you don't want your own son? "

Although the little guy was a little dissatisfied, he still tightly wrapped his arms around Feng Xinglang's neck, unwilling to let go.

"Your biological father should be tired. Just let him sleep for a while. Let's go to dinner first. "

Cong Gang wanted to advise the little fellow who was hugging Feng Xinglang to leave.

However, the little fellow cuddled up next to Feng Xinglang's head, and suddenly pouted and kissed Feng Xinglang's cheeks.

"Feng Xinglang, hurry up and stop sleeping... Wake up and see your son! You haven't seen your own son for more than ten days … "

The intimacy between father and son was very warm.

But in Cong Gang's eyes, it was filled with bitterness.

In Feng Xinglang's tragic childhood, there was still at least one elder brother Feng Lixin who protected and cared for him; but in Cong Gang's childhood, there was only slaughter and coldness.

Everything was cold, bloody, cruel, and unfeeling!

"Feng Xinglang, wake up! I called you Daddy. Good father. The best and best dad … "

The little guy changed to an even more cute and sweeter form of address, calling out to the sleeping Feng Xinglang over and over again in Feng Xinglang's ears.

"Nuonuo... Nuonuo... "Daddy is here..."

As Feng Xinglang muttered in his dreams, his large hands groped over, and took the little thing that was crawling on his neck into his embrace.

"Feng Xinglang, you're awake?" The little guy was extremely happy.

Cong Gang, on the other hand, was quite surprised. How could Feng Xinglang wake up after such a large dose of anesthetic?

However, Cong Gang's worries were unnecessary. Feng Xinglang only acted subconsciously in his dreams. He was not truly awake.

It was sufficient to say how much Feng Xinglang doted on his own son, Feng Linnuo!

Seeing that his father Feng Xinglang had fallen asleep again, the little fellow seemed to have realized something and turned to glare at Cong Gang.

"Big caterpillar, did you give my father some sleeping medicine?"

The little guy didn't know much about drugs. But he could feel that his father Feng Xinglang was not normally sleeping soundly. He couldn't even wake her up.

"..." This clever little thing was hard to coax!

Right at this moment, Wei Kang barged in unscathed. In his hand was a reheated dinner. It was probably because he felt that the little guy had been coaxed by the Boss to the point that it was time for him to eat dinner.

Wei Kang was really impressed by Cong Gang's patience, good temper, and actually had the mood to stay with the little thing while starving.

"Wei Kang, did you give Feng Xinglang a sleeping pill?"

Since Cong Gang wanted to make a fool of himself, he had to choose someone who would make a fool out of himself.

And Wei Kang was the ungrateful bastard!

"Um …" That seems to be the case! "