Chapter 2831 The Little Girl Doesn’t Like the Uncle

Seeing Feng Xinglang's playful expression, Cong Gang just curled his lips slightly.

Because he has a hundred ways to get this lazy pig Feng Xinglang up the mountain!

But a man can bend and stretch...

"Can I call you uncle...?" Cong Gang began to discuss with Feng Xinglang.

"No! I just want to hear you call me daddy!"

Feng Xinglang reached over and stroked Cong Gang's unsubmissive hair, "Come on, good son, call daddy!"

Overall, it's still a bit hurtful to one's self-esteem; after all, Cong Gang is two years younger than Feng Xinglang.

"dad……"

Cong Gang's voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, but he still screamed out with difficulty.

Perhaps in front of Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang had no self-esteem at all.

"Hey! My good son! Dad is here! You are so obedient!"

When he heard that Cong Gang really called him daddy, Feng Xinglang screamed with joy. His handsome eyebrows were raised, and he looked as happy as if he had eaten Tang Monk's meat.

In order to coax Feng Xinglang to climb the mountain to see the Aurora, Cong Gang even gave up his own face!

But after watching Aurora, it was Feng Xinglang's turn to call him daddy!

"Chongzi, in order to be able to fall in love with Aurora, you endured such humiliation, which really makes my father feel distressed!"

Feng Xinglang opened his arms, "Come on, good son, let daddy pamper you!"

After saying that, he took Cong Gang into his arms and patted him like a son, "Actually, dad still loves you very much! As long as you obey, dad will buy you sweets soon!"

Cong Gang: "..."

This guy is really quick to get into the role. Did you get into cosplay so quickly?

"Chongzi, why have you lost weight again?"

Feng Xinglang touched the painful ribs on Cong Gang's body, "Eating grass every day, do you want to become an immortal? You finally climbed to the top of the food chain, is it just to eat grass?"

"That's because I'm happy to eat grass! It's not just that I can only eat grass!"

After a slight pause, Cong Gang said calmly, "Even if I want to eat you, I still have the ability!"

Can you still talk properly? !

"Come! I let you eat! If you don't eat, you will be my grandson!"

All of a sudden, Cong Gang's status was downgraded from son to grandson.

Cong Gang really wanted to throw Feng Xinglang into the lake and press it for a few times, but he realized that he would have to take Feng Xinglang up the mountain tomorrow, so he gave up the idea! Live pigs are at least much easier to get than dead pigs!

There was a young couple next to them, and Feng Xinglang's eyes were instantly attracted to them: the two young lovers were hugging each other, kissing and touching, which made normal people become enthusiastic.

The key is that the girl among them is quite beautiful!

"Chongzi, I bet you: as long as you lure that little brat away, I will have a way to get rid of that woman!"

It wasn't that Feng Xinglang wanted to pick up that woman, but he just wanted to prove his ability to hunt mates on a whim!

Unexpectedly, Cong Gang stood up and walked directly to the young couple. This really shocked the young couple who were about to let go.

"My friend wants to pick up your girlfriend... Just make a price!"

Cong Gang spoke in Icelandic and pointed towards Feng Xinglang.

Then the two young lovers cursed and walked away.

"What did you say to them? Everyone is emotional!"

Feng Xinglang came closer and asked.

"I told them that you want to pick up his girlfriend and let them set a price!"

Cong Gang said bluntly, "Then they call you a big fool!"

"Damn it, I want to flirt with her just to give her face!"

Feng Xinglang said disdainfully.

"It's a pity that this little girl doesn't like the uncle, she only likes the little brother!"

Cong Gang gave a tepid smile, "Okay, sir, do you want to stay here to enjoy the breeze, or go to the bar for a drink?"

"Of course I'm going to the bar to hunt! Otherwise, why don't you sleep with me during this long night?!"

Feng Xinglang put his arm around Cong Gang's shoulders, and the two of them fought all the way to the door of the bar.

Cong Gang, who has never drank alcohol, opened two bottles of Belgian wheat beer for the first time; the taste is refreshing with citrus and spice flavors, and the aftertaste is refreshing.

Feng Xinglang began to look around at possible prey while drinking wheat beer.

Just when Feng Xinglang was chatting up a charming French girl, the sound of a piano suddenly sounded in the bar.

It turned out to be... it turned out to be that bitch Cong Gang playing the piano? !

Feng Xinglang was stunned for a while: Come on, this bitch can actually play the piano?

And he plays it well? ! Is this about putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately? !

Feng Xinglang was attracted by the sound of the piano. Looking at Cong Gang's focused expression, Feng Xinglang suddenly felt that this guy had never been more handsome! And he’s still that cool and noble looking!

Inadvertently, Cong Gang's raised eyes met Feng Xinglang's gaze staring at him; then a warm smile slowly spread on Cong Gang's resolute face.

Then, there will be eyes full of only you!

Feng Xinglang leaned against the bar, listened quietly, and tasted it carefully. The surging feeling that his soul had been sublimated soothed Feng Xinglang's heart bit by bit!

This piece of shit is really a treasure!

It’s not in vain that I traveled across the ocean to come here to catch him!

Even if he, Feng Xinglang, ruined it, Feng Xinglang would still take advantage of others!

From beginning to end, Feng Xinglang felt that Cong Gang was his personal property. That kind of semi-free creature that can only survive under his nose!

After finishing the piano music, Cong Gang raised his head and drank the whole bottle of wheat beer.

Then, he fell drunkenly on the piano and seemed to fall asleep.

Feng Xinglang remembered that Cong Gang knew how to drink, but he couldn't remember that his drinking capacity was so bad.

It was quite easy to carry Cong Gang back to the cabin. After all, Feng Xinglang had a good-looking and healthy body.

"If I had known you were so easy to knock down, I would have just poured you wine every time!"

Feng Xinglang threw Cong Gang on the wooden bed. Cong Gang let out a whimper, and then lost his voice.

"Damn...he's not dead!"

As if he was not at ease, Feng Xinglang reached over and tested Cong Gang's breathing: "There's more!"

Feng Xinglang was also exhausted, so he took off his clothes and lay next to Cong Gang in a few moments.

It seemed that the clothes on Cong Gang were in the way, making it uncomfortable for Feng Xinglang to hold him...

"Come on, good boy, daddy will change your clothes."

Unexpectedly, Cong Gang, who usually acted aloof, was very obedient at this moment and allowed Feng Xinglang to unbutton his clothes. There was no resistance or struggle, just like a grandson!

After finishing it, Feng Xinglang was too lazy to get Cong Gang pajamas to put on, so he just let him be so cold.

"Although your ribs are a bit annoying, you can be a good heater!"

Feng Xinglang was exhausted after a day of running around, so he put a heavy leg across Cong Gang's body and began to fall asleep.

It was originally one right and one left, but after a while it turned into one up and down, and then it became...

All in all, it’s very picturesque!

Cong Gang slept deeply, as if he and Feng Xinglang were the only ones left in the world.

In fact, the drunkard never cares about the wine, but the person who really accompanies him to enjoy the scenery!

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The daylight hours in the small town of Vic are very short, only about six hours a day.

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was actually already past nine o'clock the next day, but he still looked groggy outside.

To be precise, Feng Xinglang woke up from hunger.

"Insects...insects..."

Feng Xinglang squirmed twice and looked around to see who was catching someone; he found that Cong Gang had already dressed up and was packing his luggage for mountain climbing.

"Are you awake? The clothes are ready for you. As soon as you get up, we'll set off!"

It is not difficult to find that these equipment were delivered overnight; including mango and beef that Feng Xinglang loved to eat.

Looking at Cong Gang who was packing, Feng Xinglang suddenly laughed, and he smiled so maliciously.

"Why, do you still have the energy to climb the mountain? Doesn't it hurt?"

Feng Xinglang's semi-tank upper body has a very good appearance: the muscle texture is really beautiful and has a strong chestnut texture, but it is much worse in actual combat.

Cong Gang raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Xinglang, who had malicious intentions, and said calmly:

"Stop talking nonsense! There are only six hours of sunshine here! We must reach the top of the mountain within six hours!"

"What? Six hours of climbing?"

When Feng Xinglang heard that he would have to climb the mountain for six hours, he felt bad.

"If I were alone, two hours would be enough, but if I have to take you with me... I estimate it would take more than five hours! During this time, I have to make sure that you don't complain about being hungry or pee!"

If Cong Gang was not short-sighted, he would not be able to drag a creature like Feng Xinglang, who was lazier than a pig, to go to the top of the mountain to watch the aurora.

"Cong Gang, are you feeling tired? You can just take a look at the bottom of the mountain. Is it necessary to climb to the top of the mountain?"

Feng Xinglang looked unhappy: It takes more than five hours to climb a mountain? It’s simply an extreme challenge!

"Then I'll wait for you on the top of the mountain! Come to me when you figure it out!"

Cong Gang paused his movements, "Or maybe, my dog ​​is no longer useful to you!"

When Cong Gang picked up the packed equipment and was about to turn around and leave, Feng Xinglang jumped out from under the quilt and hugged him.

"Caterpillar, are you serious? Do you need to be so serious?"

Although the temperature in the cabin was not low, it was still too cold for Feng Xinglang, who was not wearing a single piece of clothing.

"Five hours...I really can't crawl!"

Cong Gang immediately picked up an extremely cold down jacket and put it on Feng Xinglang's back.

"Isn't it me? When you can't climb, I'll carry you!"

Cong Gang's voice was gentle and warm, like the warm morning sunshine.

"You're carrying equipment and me? You're so tired, you piece of shit!"

Feng Xinglang's spiritual world can be said to be extremely lazy, "Chongzi, I am already a grandfather... Just let me go! What if I die on the way? I'm not too late yet." Where is the late child!”

"Okay...I won't embarrass you!"

Cong Gang turned around again, "I'll go alone!"

"No! I won't let you go alone!" Feng Xinglang stopped Cong Gang again, "If you die on the top of the mountain, I have to climb up and collect your body! Wouldn't that be more tiring?!"