Chapter 1229: I follow you

"Yan Silang!"

However, Yan Bang blurted out. Seems to have not passed through the brain, or has long been ingrained in the mind.

Yan Silang?

Feng Xinglang's lips are slightly drawn: thinking of your sister! A name that only comes to mind!

"Not only hasty, but also ugly!"

Feng Xinglang praised Yan Bang with a cold eye: It seems that such an elegant and literary thing as taking a name, Yan Bang, an idiot and a brain can not do it. Let's take the time to come up with a reliable name for that little thing!

When Bai Mo knocked on the door and came in, the topic had come to an end. He said nothing, raised the wine glass on the table, and drank one with his head up. The posture seemed to treat the red wine in the glass as cool white.

At the sight of nothing left behind Bai Mo, Feng Xinglang's lip humming slightly:

"You can also guess with your toes: Our Prince Murphy not only failed to take Princess Buya out of Bai Mansion, but was also scolded by Master Bai ..."

Feng Xinglang sneered Bai Mo with a sad face, "I guess right?"

Bai Mo didn't say a word, as if he was full of resentment, and drank three glasses of red wine.

"Dabaibai, you have been scolded by the old white again? How pathetic!"

Lin Nuo's children are sympathetic to Bai Mo: such a big individual, but also always scolded by parents. It's embarrassing.

Bai Mo was so anxious that he could only drink wine after drink.

"Well," Feng Xinglang hummed, "Where did you give birth to two young lovers? These two ancestors are alive! Your status has been downgraded by three levels ... Not much better for domestic helpers! "

Feng Xinglang's sarcasm was undoubtedly a hit for Bai Mo, who was extremely depressed at the moment.

Who made this guy in Yanbang ’s “dead” months come to Fengjia to anger him and Fengxinglang! And in front of his wife and children! It was as if he was the only one who was indifferent and righteous, and he was ruthless and ruthless.

Still silent, Bai Mo picked up the bottle with only a little liquor left and slammed it into his throat.

"Daddy, Da Bai is so pitiful, don't say him anymore."

The little guy's original intention was to comfort Bai Mo, who was unhappy; but when he said that, Bai Mo was even more embarrassed.

"Yeah ... I'm an unnecessary waste at the Bai family!"

Bai Mo sniffed a bit of pantothenic nose, "You and Bangge look down on me ..."

"Hello, your kid today ..."

As soon as Yan Bang exited, Feng Xinglang knew that he couldn't vomit ivory from his mouth; in the subtle way, Yan Bang had always been united with Feng Xinglang.

Before waiting for Yan Bang's next sentence to exit, Feng Xinglang kicked him under the table. What struck him was his uninjured right leg. Yan Bang's reflex swallowed the words.

"Nothing!"

Feng Xinglang rushed to talk, "I and your brother, I have always regarded you as a good brother with brothers and sisters!"

"Come on! Bangge will leave you with any good things; he never thought of me! And you Feng Xinglang, Yang Fengyin is not good for you! Bangge is dead, you have nothing to say; Brother is alive, then you come here to care about it in a hypocritical manner ... Are you hypocritical? "

Bai Mo's words sounded really harsh.

Fortunately, Feng Xinglang already had a certain immunity.

"Okay, it's my hypocrisy! I am indeed hypocritical!" Feng Xinglang just hummed.

But Linuo's children couldn't accept Bai Mo's evaluation of his father.

"Dabaibai, you hate it! How could my dad not care about Dabangbang? When Dabangbang died, I and my dad were very sad!"

Feng Xinglang suddenly felt it necessary to explain something. He was reluctant to see his son defending himself so anxiously.

Therefore, even if he doesn't talk with Bai Mo quickly, he still has to maintain his tall image in the eyes of his son.

"I confess, I really do not have enough brothers, enough devotion to you! But I sincerely hope that you and your brother are all good! The three of our brothers are all well!"

Respectively, can the deep meaning of this be heard by Yan Bang?

Seeing Bai Mo calm down, Feng Xinglang gave a slight sigh, "Bai Mo, you are the third child, in fact, I and your brother are quite partial to you! You just can't feel it! For example, Grandpa Bai ... no matter how many great-grand-granddaughters you give him, his favorite person is still you Baimo! It's just that he can't love you as much as he loves Peas and Sprouts! Because you are already an adult Now! Father is so subtle and deep ... "

Faintly, "I remember when the old man was seriously ill last year, he called me alone and kept holding my hand to entrust you to me ..."

"Front, stop talking!"

Bai Mo was at the table, his shoulders shaking so badly that he couldn't listen anymore.

Feng Xinglang sat closer and patted Bai Mo's shoulder gently. "Okay, what are you doing? Well, look at your brother, he has nothing, even a place to live. He Nothing, what are you doing? "

How to listen to it, how it seems to be entertaining Yanbang.

"Who says that my brother has nothing? He still has us! From now on, this resort is your brother! You live where you want!"

Bai Mo heard Feng Xinglang drooling: he remembered that the Baijia Holiday Villa was not a day or two!

I have to say that the original Mr. Bai really had a long-term business vision. The current family business of the Bai family is enough for Bai Mo to lose for many lives!

"Bai Mo, you can honor your Bangge so much, I'm really touched after hearing it ..."

If the boy Bai Mo really got so excited that he gave this resort to Yan Bang, is it still far from being named Fengxinglang with him?

"You moved a woolen yarn! I won't send you anyway!"

"..."

...

This single diamond-style wooden villa suite is family style.

There are four rooms on two levels. The scenery is also the best in the whole resort.

Feng Xinglang and his son slept in the master bedroom on the second floor; Yan Bang and Bai Mo each slept in the second bedroom. The panther head stayed downstairs.

Yan Bang told the head of the leopard that no matter what noise happened upstairs, he was not allowed to come upstairs.

Feng Xinglang just hugged his tired sleepy son back to the bed and heard a "bang" sound, as if it came from the guest guard.

Yan Bang or Bai Mo?

When Bai Mo was carried upstairs, he was already like a drunk shrimp.

After covering his son with air-conditioning, Feng Xinglang stepped out of the room to check.

"state?"

He saw Yan Bang fell on the floor tiles of the guest guard. "What happened? Really disabled?"

Feng Xinglang lifted Yan Bang from the ground. "Is it okay? Do you need to call a doctor?"

"No! I'm okay. Those who want to drop the water are tripped over!" Yan Bang sucked in cold air with pain.

"Then you drained it?"

"I didn't let it go ..." Yan Bang murmured.

Seeing that Yan Bang's right leg, which alone supported the weight, trembled badly, Feng Xinglang did not let go. "I help you, let it go."

"Well, don't you ...?"

Yan Bang looked to Feng Xinglang sideways: the clear features were close at hand. It seems he can feel his breath.

"I should pee my son!"

Feng Xinglang hummed coldly.

Yan Bang smiled. The smile fainted from his scar, "I'm quite happy to be your son! Even as a grandson!"

The sound of running water; someone's eyes subconsciously looked at Yanbang's indescribable places.

It looks ok. At least the function of water discharge is no obstacle.

With the experience of Feng Lixin who was waiting to be burned by the fire, Feng Xinglang still has certain skills in helping a disability that is inconvenient. Even though Yan Bang relied on almost all of his weight.

"Take a good rest! I'm tired too!"

After holding Yan Bang on the bed, Feng Xinglang turned and left; but Yan Bang held one hand.

"Let's talk with me ... I've been particularly lost these days! I'm almost depressed!"

Yan Bang's eyes were approaching to begging.

Feng Xinglang gave Yan Bang a sideways look, and sighed in anger. "Now you know what you regret? To what extent do you have to be an idiot before you can let your nest to others!"

According to Feng Xinglang: Yan Bang's loss and depression are due to his homelessness.

But Yan Bang believes that he can be sympathized by Feng Xinglang, knowing that it is not a blessing? !!

"Then you can find a job and let me do it! I'm almost moldy when I'm idle here!"

Yan Bang held Feng Xinglang's hand still unreleased. I don't think I want to loosen it.

"Find a job and you do it?"

Feng Xinglang said, "What do you do first?"

"I can do everything! Even if I be a full-time driver for you!"

"..." Feng Xinglang gave Yan Bang a stern glance. "I really want to **** you!"

"Why, without Yanbang of Yulong City, isn't worthy to be your brother Fengxing Lang?" Yan Bang asked lightly.

"You're right! You're not worth it! Lao Tzu is a person who is more profitable than light friends! Just stay here and eat and die!"

This anger came so abruptly that even Feng Xinglang felt abrupt. Inexplicable irritability and unwillingness.

Yan Bang looked at Feng Xinglang in the fury so quietly, and then smiled again, "But you still exchanged the original equity of GK with Cong Gang and returned it to me! Seriously, I was very moved."

"Moving you X! If I knew you had nothing, do you think I would still buy and sell this house?"

"You will!" Yan Bang murmured.

Yan Bang clasped Feng Xinglang's wrist tightly. "Anyway, I have nothing now ... I can only mingle with you!"

"roll!"

Feng Xinglang cursed again. Shakes up Yan Bang's hand and walks towards the door.

"Sleep me here tonight. In case I have to get up at night, you just take care of me!"

Feng Xinglang said coldly, "You deserve Lao Tzu to serve!"

"Feng Xinglang, pay attention to your attitude!"

Yan Bang expressed a little excitement, "I tell you: I have nothing now! Extremely lost and depressed, in case I don't want to open it, I jumped off the building, or cut my veins, and you regret it!

"Why do you want to commit suicide? Use a knife or a gun? I'll get it for you!"

"..."

Yan Bang drew a corner of his lips, "Mu San was right: you **** is really inhuman!"