Half an hour later, the toddler managed to sit on his father's Lexus.

　　He even carried his own small schoolbag on his back. He had a studious look on his face, 'I want to go to school, I want to do my learning'.

　　At that time, Feng Xinglang was still in a state of chaos. If it wasn't for the fact that his daughter had fallen asleep and his wife had refused to let him carry her, he would have probably been delayed for a long time.

　　"Basong, go to the insect house."

　　As soon as they got on the car, the little guy reminded Basong who was driving, afraid that he would forget to go.

　　"Yo, who's the big bug? I don't know his house! " Basong purposely laughed at the adorable Sealing Worm.

　　"Your boss!" They will cut your head off! "

　　Normally, the little guy's words would be interesting.

　　"Hahahaha..." Can you cut my boss? "Yes, yes, I suddenly remember!"

　　Basong also liked this little thing that could be silent for a long time, or tease people the moment it opened its mouth.

　　Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes to rest, as if he had not woken up from his sleep, and his whole body felt extremely weak.

　　"President Feng, you can take a rest. I'll call for you when it's time."

　　As a close bodyguard, Basong had a deep experience of Feng Xinglang's fatigue. Basong had always admired Feng Xinglang who used his brain to earn a lot of money.

　　The little fellow took a glance at its father, who was resting with squinted eyes. Then, it took a blanket from the front pa.s.senger seat and gently covered its father's body.

　　"Thank you, son."

　　Feng Xinglang reached out his arm and pulled his youngest son into his embrace. He didn't expect that after he made the concession, he would be able to obtain so many surprises. At least his younger son no longer rejected him, and trusted him.

　　Twenty minutes later, Lexus stopped in front of the villa. The way to Qibei Mountain City was pretty smooth.

　　"Insect …" Don't rush to get out of the car! Let your father carry you out of the car! Let's let that insect know how precious my, Feng Xinglang's, son is! "

　　Although the little fellow felt that it was quite troublesome and a waste of time, since his father insisted on carrying him out of the car, he would just let him carry him.

　　Seeing Feng Xinglang, who was carrying his son in with one arm, Cong Gang's gaze turned heavy: The posture is cool enough, but I don't think a person can even last ten minutes!

　　Cong Gang sat at the round dining table, and in front of him were a few light dishes: boiled eggs, beef tendon meat, boiled okra, and fruits.

　　"Grandpa Cong sure has a good day today... So much so that I admire you! "

　　Feng Xinglang placed his youngest son back onto the ground and then sat opposite of Cong Gang.

　　The little bug threw away the small bag on its shoulder and quickly climbed onto the big bug's legs.

　　Her clear eyes were bright with pleasure, content and obedient.

　　"Feng Xinglang, if you're tired, then rest for a while! There's no way I can earn all of this money! " Cong Gang said indifferently.