Chapter 1280: Aren't you lonely?

"Not I think! Obviously you're pushing me!"

Cong just gave Feng Xinglang a faint glance, and then he sideways wanted to pass by him.

But Feng Xinglang blocked his healthy body at the entrance of the stairs.

As soon as Cong wanted to go downstairs, he had to have physical contact with Feng Xinglang. So Cong just turned around and went directly to the terrace on the third floor.

Feng Xinglang followed.

Light a cigarette on the side of Cong Gang and let it go.

Cang Gang was standing at the leeward, and the fumes from Feng Xinglang floated on his face. He hides his nose and mouth in disgust, but stops still and doesn't walk away.

"Intentionally provoke me, is it interesting?"

Feng Xinglang glared at Cong Gang, staring at him intently.

Cong Gang's profile was quiet and soft, shrouded in the setting sun, and there was a sense of mystery beyond words.

Looking at the beautiful scenery covered by the sunset, Cong Gang was silent with gold.

Looking for Cong Gang's eyes, Feng Xinglang also looked at the mountain forest with a little strange color in the quietness.

"How do you like to live in such a gloomy place? There is no living taste, and the breath of the dead is very heavy!"

In short, Feng Xinglang just doesn't like this lonely cold and shady place!

"Since you don't like it, don't use it here!"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, "And I'm not very welcome you!"

It was such unpleasant sharp words, as if Fengxinglang, who had deliberately walked, had a hard time coming over.

"In fact, it's generally welcome! You don't need to be so grand! You and I are so familiar, but too enthusiastic, I will be born!

"..." Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang sideways. "It seems you are so happy to be your son, you are in a bright mood!"

"Is this what you see?"

Feng Xinglang leaned his back against the fence, so that he could see any expression on Cong Gang's face, "That child is not my seed."

"You don't need to explain this to me!"

Cong just said lightly. Some were not comfortable with Feng Xinglang's constant staring, and he turned slightly to watch the setting sun.

"Cong Gang, you live alone like this ... aren't you lonely?"

After waiting for Cong to answer, Feng Xinglang blasted out some very philosophical words, "Lonely, it is someone you don't want to care about you; loneliness, you don't want to care about others! I see you, it is lonely and lonely!"

In other words, Cong just didn't want to talk to others; others didn't want to talk to him!

"I'm afraid to let you down!"

Cong Gang murmured, unable to read the mood, "I enjoy my current lifestyle!"

I ca n’t chat!

"Cong Gang, you are the kind of person who can kill the sky!"

Feng Xinglang whispered, "Forget it, I won't talk to you! Guess what happened to me when I came to you?"

"Do you want me to stay away from Lin Xueluo?"

Listening to the tone of this, Cong Gang didn't seem to want to stop talking with Feng Xinglang.

"..." Feng Xinglang's entire Jun face fell cold. "You **** really want to die!"

Feeling that the effect of being blind with Cong Gang was not bad, Feng Xinglang set out. He leaned over his right shoulder and banged into Cong Gang's chest, banging against his body towards the load-bearing post on one side ...

Feng Xinglang in the fury is still quite brute; but at the speed of Cong Gang, it is still very safe to avoid; As a last resort, Cong Gang could only drive Feng Xinglang's body and rolled towards the wooden deck behind him.

Seeing that Feng Xinglang had no intention of closing his hands, Cong Gang took an illusory position and hugged Feng Xinglang's strong leg that he wanted to hit his abdomen with his knee. Hit a simple wooden table behind him, and the sunshade that fell was covered by the buckle.

No matter how handsome you look, this fall is extremely embarrassing!

When Feng Xinglang got up again, he was already angry!

"All said, you can't beat me! Don't be bored!"

...

Twenty minutes later, Feng Xinglang was lying in Cong Gang's treatment room.

Cong Gang gave him a push for blood circulation.

Feng Xinglang's right arm and right thigh had varying degrees of blood stasis.

"You are so weak, how can you protect your wife and children?"

Cong Gang hummed, "Even if I don't rob a woman from you ... I'm not sure that others won't rob you!"

"My Fengxinglang woman is not only mine, but my heart! No one can take it away!"

There is something about it in envelopes. He believes that Lin Xueluo is his other life.

The slightly melancholy aura made Feng Xinglang's face look quite bright.

The sweat on his physical body has an indescribable sense of sexuality.

Cong just put his hand away, "It's okay! You can get rid of stasis tomorrow morning!"

"My left leg will be sore as soon as winter ... Is there a cure?"

"It was beaten by your dad! It has nothing to do with me!"

Can you still speak well?

If the subject is Cong Gang, it is obviously impossible!

As soon as Feng Xinglang took a glance at Cong, he began to put on his clothes; it looked a little gloomy.

Perhaps from Feng Xinglang's point of view: there is nothing more frustrating than beating a leg with his own biological father.

The legs are restored to their basic functions, but the burn wounds may never be erased.

"Come here a few days before winter, and I will do the physiotherapy for you! The young can still make up and wait for old age. Even if it is not serious to get in a wheelchair, it may become sick because of pain!"

Cong Gang's words, let Feng Xinglang slightly hesitated.

"You mean, it will affect my handsome and handsome posture in the future?"

"……You can say that."

After taking a sip of tea, Feng Xinglang started the purpose of today's trip.

"Cong Gang, let's talk about the sale!"

"Buy?"

Cong Gang lowered his eyelid slightly. "You are not suitable for business, you should go find someone else!"

"This sale is good for you!"

"You are the face of a typical capitalist!"

"..." Feng Xinglang's lips twitched slightly. "Don't want to hear the contents of the sale?"

"I don't want to!" Cong just said quietly.

"You'll be interested!" Feng Xinglang raised his lips.

"Still don't want to!"

Cong Gang quietly rejected Feng Xinglang's alluring words.

"Can you listen to me politely?"

Feng Xinglang seemed a little boring.

Cong just kept silent, looking out the dark window.

"Yulongcheng is in your hands, right?"

Feng Xinglang decided to ask openly.

"What about? What about not?"

Cong just converged out of the window, looking at Feng Xinglang, who had speculative thoughts.

"Yulongcheng is in your hands, and it can't play a small role! It's just a burden to you!"

"You want?" Cong Gang asked directly.