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　　In the morning two days later, Feng Xinglang appeared in front of Qibei Mountain City's ancient villa with his youngest son in his arms.

　　"Bug..." "An'an …"

　　After a week of not seeing Cong Gang and An An, the little bug sealing child immediately twisted from his father's embrace and flew into the villa in high spirits.

　　The younger son was happy at this moment. Full happiness. Such happiness is tinged with childishness and innocence. It was all that Feng Xinglang had hoped for when he was young!

　　Cong Gang sat in the living room downstairs and sipped his tea. It should be because it knew that Feng Xinglang and his son were coming, but it did not prepare breakfast.

　　Beneath his calm expression, there seemed to be a hint of desolation.

　　Cong Gang knew that the Feng Xinglang with a high IQ was not easy to fool, so he made mental preparations for the worst. It seemed like he hadn't played in a long time to cross no one's land on foot.

　　Feng Xinglang slowly sat down on the chair opposite of Cong Gang. It seemed as if the two of them were going to negotiate with each other.

　　"Buggy, I missed you so much!" "Where's An An?"

　　After the bug hugged Cong Gang, it looked around to look for An An's figure.

　　"In the kitchen." Cong Gang said indifferently.

　　As soon as the bug rushed towards the kitchen, An An rushed out. I think I heard Bug and Dad talking.

　　The reason why An An rushed out of the kitchen was not to welcome the insects, but …

　　When the cold little beauty saw Feng Xinglang, she immediately rushed towards her own Dad and quickly climbed onto Cong Gang's leg. It seemed to have the intention of seizing the upper hand first!

　　It also seemed to be silently confronting Feng Xinglang, in order to protect her father.

　　Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and looked at Cong Gang and his daughter. A silent stare.

　　"An An, did you think about Little Worm?"

　　The bug rushed back, trying to grab Anthea's hand. The moment it touched the back of his hand, little Anthea immediately retracted her hand.

　　"Buggy really wants to be safe."

　　Thus, the little bug went around to the other side to touch little An An's other hand.

　　Seeing that his youngest son wanted to curry favor with An An, Feng Xinglang's eyes filled with warmth. Perhaps in the little guy's heart, the most beautiful thing in the world was to be kind to the person he liked!

　　An An simply raised her two small hands above Cong Gang's head, staring at the Sealing Worm in anger, she clearly expressed her att.i.tude: Don't touch me, I don't like it!

　　"Cong Gang, when you are free, teach your daughter how to draw and play. Better. He could cook a good meal! That's her essential skill! "