Chapter 1030: Very biao and gentle

When Xia Yihua saw Yan Bang, the whole person was bad.

Perhaps it was nothing that Feng Xinglang was used to seeing Yan State, but Xia Yihua first saw Yan State: the fierce face and burly physique, what made people panic!

The key is that Yan Bang's face still has the scars of the past. He can be described by his expressions, no image!

"In painting, this is your uncle Yan."

Feng Xinglang introduced Xia Yihua behind him.

Because of the case of the underground Yinzhuang last time, Yan Bang was still trapped in Yulong City, waiting for summons at any time. Although Feng Xinglang has helped him find the top bag, the surface article has to be beautiful and rigorous. It should not be too high-profile to run around in Shencheng.

Feng Xinglang's uninvited visit, Yan Bang was still quite happy; when he saw the young man behind Feng Xinglang, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yan ... Yan ... Uncle."

This is the first time to call someone who is not much older than himself by the name ‘Uncle’. Because Yan Bang looks much younger than Xia Zhengyang, he is at least a few years older than Feng Xinglang.

"Where's the little tender child? Has the taste changed?"

"Little cousin! Xia Zhengyang's own son! I'll show you here for a few days."

Feng Xinglang walked into Yan Bang's oversized living room, stretched his arms and legs, and sat on the flexible fabric sofa.

"Xia Zhengyang's own son? Didn't he have a third girl?"

Yan Bang looked at Xia Yi's painting for a few moments, and he really had a little donkey-like mule with Xia Zhengyang.

"Don't you know there is another kind of son these years: is it an illegitimate child!"

Feng Xinglang picked up a piece of pastry from the plate and sent it to his mouth to eat. This whole day, patronizing his wife as a referee at the Xia family.

"It's cold! I'll let the cook do it for you!"

Yan Bang then shouted at the door, "Leopard head, let the chef make some hot pastries for your second grandfather!"

"Ai! I'll go now. Second Lord, please wait!"

The leopard head waiting outside the door answered.

In fact, Xia Yi's paintings were also hungry, but they were always embarrassed by the fear of Yan Bang.

When Yan Bang instructed that the head of the leopard turned around, Xia Yi's instinct took a big step back to avoid him; he slammed on the screen behind him.

Feng Xinglang looked up and said, "Yan Bang, do you say that you are short of money, or are you indifferent? The toad-like scar on your face can't be cleaned completely? Look, it scared the children ... I will have nightmares at night! "

Yan Bang looked sideways at Xia Yihua, who had been avoiding him;

Seen by Yan Bang this way, Xia Yi's painting became even more tense. He shivered and leaned instinctively towards Chao Fengxinglang.

"Don't be afraid, even though your uncle Yan is sturdy, he is very gentle!"

Feng Xinglang comforted. But Xia Yihua still had some doubts.

"Hungry all day, hungry for a bit of pastry! After a while, Uncle Yan will have a delicious and delicious hospitality!"

Xia Yihua took a glance at Yan Bang, trembling with his hand and took a piece of cake from the dinner plate and took a bite.

"How does it taste?"

"Well, it's delicious!"

"Count your kid with a mouthful! Your uncle Yan's meal here is called Shencheng No. 2 and no one dares to call it No. 1!"

"Sit and go!"

Xia Yihua, who was eating happily, was suddenly reprimanded by Yan Bang.

The reason is simple: because Xia Yihua sat beside Feng Xinglang!

The two-seat sofa that Feng Xinglang sat in could only accommodate two people. So the position beside Feng Xinglang is obviously his solemn state.

Xia Yi's painting was for a moment, then immediately obediently sat on the sofa next to him.

Feng Xinglang didn't say a word, it was considered the arrogance of Yan Bang.

"Bai Mo gave birth to two girls, did you go and see?"

Feng Xinglang asked casually. But it brings purpose.

"Did not go! I don't like children! Noisy and noisy!"

Yan Bang deserves to be straightforward.

"Are you going to be so lonely forever?"

Feng Xinglang gave Yan Bang an oblique look.

"'Loneliness' is for sure! As for 'End-of-life', that's not necessarily the case! Maybe you can't wait until the day when you get old!"

Yan Bang's words are not desolate, but it sounds full of desolation!

Feng Xinglang's action of drinking coffee, his eyes darkened, and he looked at Xia Yihua with a smile.

"With paintings, are you interested in collecting the corpse for your Uncle Yan? Then you can return to your entire Royal Dragon City!"

This topic seems easier.

Feng Xinglang does not like to be suppressed.

Xia Yihua hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"I can collect the body for him ... but here ... I don't want it!"

Is this kid serious?

"Have you seen it? Nobody is interested in your ruined temple! So, just keep it for yourself!"

Feng Xinglang spoke sharply and answered Yan Bang's words in a sharper way.

Several kinds of sweets and snacks from Longxing were brought in.

"Pack it up, I'll take it away! My kid promises to leave school soon."

Feng Xinglang just stood up, and Xia Yihua quickly stood up.

"Cousin, I'll go with you."

Xia Yi's painting leaned over. Obviously, he is afraid of Yan State. He didn't want to stay here alone.

Feng Xinglang turned around and glanced at Xia Yi, "Why, are you afraid that your Uncle Yan will eat you?"

Seeing Feng Xinglang's blood, Xia Yi instinctively glanced at Yan Bang; meeting Yan Yan's gaze, his heart was afraid again.

"Just your guts, still want to grab property from those tigress?"

Feng Xinglang was amused by Xia Yi's dreadful look. It looks like a world apart from Xia Jiayi's untamed look.

"Be obedient, uncle Yan cannot eat people!"

Feng Xinglang patted Xia Yihua's shoulder.

"Cousin ..."

"Leopard head, find a room for him to stay alive! I'll send you my second grandfather!"

At the elevator entrance, Feng Lang Langton stopped. "Go back, don't send it!"

"Let me see, you will die!"

Yan Bang was a little bored.

"That child is not yet deep in the world. Don't be too rude."

The performance of Xia Yi's painting just now is enough to prove that he is really just a young, young child.

"Well, I know. Listen to you."

Yan Bang replied casually. Still insisted on marching into the elevator with Feng Xinglang.

"Is there any news about Cong Gang recently?"

The interior of the elevator is also luxurious, and the gold foil inlaid mirror reflects two tall and healthy bodies.

"Are you worried about him? Or are you worried about me?"

When it comes to Cong Gang, Yan Bang's temper is always bad. Speaking, he was wearing a thorn.

"Bang, leave you a question for thought! It will save you a long night of inadvertent sleep and then think wildly."

Feng Xinglang looked at Yan Bang, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Thinking questions? Test my IQ?"

Yan Bang asked with an eyebrow.

"Well, that's right!"

Feng Xinglang took the packed pastries and snacks from Yan Bang.

"Thinking question is this: Between you and Cong Gang, I want to kill one and keep one! Guess who I will stay?"

After opening his palms and flicking two slaps on Yan Bang's frowning cheek, Feng Xinglang left with an uncertain smile.

Kill one ...

Save it?

This question is really enough for him to think for many nights!

******

In the afternoon, Xue Luo rushed to the Xia family to comfort Aunt Wen Meijuan.

Why not bring up the spirit of upbringing and fellow enemies for the same female compatriots.

At about half past three, when Xueluo had just stepped out of Xia's house and was going to pick up his son Lin Nuo from the kindergarten, Hetun called.

"Xue Luo, I'm Dad. Fifteen are here with me, and I tell you."

"Oh ah?"

As soon as Xue Luo answered, she noticed something was wrong. "It's only half past three now! Isn't Nono going to school until four?"

"I got an hour ahead of time to get twelve fifteen out of the school. In a few days it will be the fifteenth day of Grandma Suhe. I want to take fifteen back to Pete to worship her."

This reason is quite reasonable. Of course, the kind snowfall will not refuse.

It's just the way Hetun cuts first ...

"So ... do you know that line?"

Xueluo certainly wouldn't blame Hetun. Not to mention Hetun has a legitimate reason. So she had to move Hetun's own son, Feng Xinglang, to remind him.

"Of course I don't know! You can just give him a message."

That's right ... too right?

"You asked me to give a message to Xinglang? This is not appropriate, right? I still think it would be more appropriate for you to speak to your own son! Besides, your son's bad temper, you don't know it!"

Throw the hot potato into her Lin Xueluo's hand, who did she provoke?

"I was just worried about telling Alan that he wouldn't agree."

"... Then, you can't cut it off first!"

"It can only be this way!"

Hetun handed the mobile phone to the grandson Xiaoshi, who was turning around in the cabin. "Fifteen, talk to your mother soon, we are ready to take off!"

"Mummy ... Dear Mummy ... My son is about to take off sitting on a special plane ... Mummy don't want to kiss my son too much! My son will take good care of himself! My mother also takes care of myself ! "

The happy little fellow, just like the little beast just out of the cage, was so happy that he flew up.

It's far better to follow Yeyi Hetun than to be thrown into kindergarten every day by ruthless parents and mothers!

"Nono ... Nono ..."

Before Xueluo had time to talk to his son, Hetun was taken away.

"The snow is falling, that's it. We are about to take off, and Dad is going to shut down."

"..."

What a matter!

That's enough!

The snow that was hung up was already speechless.

Want to forcefully take her child away without talking or discussing with her mother-in-law in advance?

Call her on such a phone call and you're done?

I really don't know who is Lin Nuo's guardian!

Do n’t call his pro-son ‘request’ and ask her to send a message? What is it!

Sure enough, Feng Xinglang rushed to the kindergarten to pick up his son, but failed to receive his son Feng Linnuo.

"Papa ... uncle ..."

There are only seals of cheerful butterflies.

"What about Brother Nono?"

"He was picked up by his twelve brothers!"