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Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 704

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  Chapter 704: You can't beat me …

  It was a show of concern, but also a mockery.

  People all have a more or less base character:

  It was just like how Yan Bang treated Feng Xinglang like his lord. After Yan Bang got used to it, he would not care about him anymore.

  But Cong Gang would disobey Feng Xinglang from time to time, which made Feng Xinglang feel that what he couldn't get was the best. The ones that couldn't be controlled were the ones that were more attractive! Conquering a man was different from conquering a woman. Not only was it exciting, but it was also quite bloodthirsty!

  "Humans, in the end, will be reduced to ashes. It's just a matter of time. "

  Cong Gang spoke in a neutral tone, which made everyone's hands itch just listening to him.

  "Looks like you're quite open-minded! How about I tell Yan Bang: Are you hiding in this d.a.m.n house like a turtle hiding its head?

  Feng Xinglang purposely provoked Cong Gang's endurance, looking forward to the scene where he lost control of the hair on his head.

  But, Cong Gang just smiled and asked, "Then why don't you go?"

  This sound turned out to be one with Feng Xinglang's army. Originally, he wanted to mock and ridicule Cong Gang, but he didn't expect Cong Gang to retort back.

  "You dog, if it wasn't for you, who do you think I wouldn't know how to use?"

  Feng Xinglang shamelessly charged at Cong Gang. Even if it was just acting, Feng Xinglang did not want to lose the upper hand.

  These words were indeed chilling.

  However, Cong Gang had long familiarized himself with Feng Xinglang's personality, so she did not haggle with him or argue with him. Because even if it was against logic, Feng Xinglang could still turn it around.

  Cong Gang was silent as he sipped on his new tea. He lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was only paying attention to the cup in his hand, but in reality, he was feeling Feng Xinglang's every breath.

  "You're breathing a bit faster, and you're still making noises, so don't be too preoccupied with my matters. Just take care of yourself first! "

  Feng Xinglang's ribs had been broken and his lungs had been pierced with a small hole. Although he had recovered about seventy to eighty percent of his strength, his vitality still carried traces of a severe injury.

  Feng Xinglang was slightly startled, and subconsciously touched his own right lung, which was also one of the places where his ribs were broken.

  

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