After Transmigrating into the President Wen of Dog Blood [Quick Transmigration]

Feng Xinglang restrained the urge to close the door again, put one hand on the handle, blocked Feng's father at the door, took a deep breath, and forced an unnatural smile, "Dad, why are you here?"

Father Feng felt his fists itching, glanced at the nightgown on Feng Xinglang's body, then looked at his feet without shoes, and snorted coldly, "Why, come out of this posture, to fight your old man?"

"How could it be? In the middle of the night, I thought it was some psychopath who knocked on the door. How could I expect it to be your old man." Feng Xinglang scratched his hair, "Dad, it's so late that you're not sleeping at home, what are you doing here?"

Father Feng pointed at his nose and scolded: "Are you still embarrassed to ask? How did I give birth to you? What kind of mess have you made of a good interview? You don't have any idea? If I don't show up again, you're afraid I forgot even my last name!"

Feng Xinglang leaned on the door and glanced at the two bodyguards behind Father Feng: "Even if you want to take me back, you don't need to come to the door in person, just call me to go back. There's no need to mobilize people like this!"

"Fart, your mobile phone is blown up by others, how can I get in? You go back with me now and have a good review, otherwise you will suffer."

Feng Xinglang interrupted: "Dad, I didn't do anything wrong."

"Didn't do anything wrong? You still have the face to say you didn't do anything wrong? You have all the questions and answers of the talk show. Why do you say those endless bastard words during the live broadcast? Which bastard taught you to say that, yes Isn't that vixen? If you dare to come out publicly without saying a word, it depends on whether you agree with me or not."

Feng Xinglang wiped the saliva off his face, "Dad, pay attention to your sprinkler, the saliva is flying all over my face."

Father Feng choked for a moment, swallowed his saliva, pushed Feng Xinglang who was blocking the doorway, and walked into the hall, "Don't try to change the topic."

Feng Xinglang took two steps back to stop Father Feng, preventing him from going in, "Dad, this is someone else's house, it's not good for you to break in like this openly! Don't you want to take me back? Cheng, I'll tell you You go back, let's go, we'll go back now." Feng Xinglang said, grabbed Father Feng's arm and walked out.

Father Feng slapped his hand away, staring and said: "Why, when you came out of the closet, you were not afraid of being heard by others, but now you are afraid that I will see it? Since you are here, don't rush to leave, I just want to see that vixen."

Feng Xinglang raised his forehead, "Dad, I'll be in a hurry with you if you talk like that again, there are no vixens here."

Father Feng sat down on the sofa, "There is no vixen? How could you be so fascinated without a vixen? You talk nonsense on the show, and you don't come home every night? Don't be naughty, tell him to come out, I must see you today meet him."

Feng Xinglang's eyelids twitched, "I'll see you another day, it's already three or four o'clock, and I'm already asleep."

Father Feng made a gesture to stand up from the sofa: "It's fine if you don't call, I'll call myself."

Feng Xinglang quickly grabbed him, "I'll call, I'll call, I'll go to the head office now, you wait here."

A certain vixen had lost sleepiness long ago, so he pricked up his ears to hear the father and son's conversation in the hall clearly.Lu Rong stood up and put on his clothes, and opened the bedroom door, just in time to bump into Feng Xinglang who was forcing in with a bitter face, and quickly put on that paralyzed expression, and walked towards the hall together with him.

Feng Xinglang coughed, stood between the two of them and said, "Baby, this is my dad. There is something at home, and he came to pick me up. Dad, he is Lu Rong."

"My family is fine, don't listen to his nonsense." Father Feng snorted, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards Lu Rong.

Lu Rong stared at this radiant middle-aged man in his fifties, and nodded neither humble nor overbearing: "Hello."

Father Feng stared straight at Lu Rong. He was a few centimeters shorter than him, but his eyes were extremely sharp. He raised his head slightly and looked at Lu Rong from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top. His eyes finally fixed on the overly delicate and unremarkable On the flawless facial features, "it looks better than on TV, no wonder my son is obsessed with you."

Lu Rong chose to ignore these words, and said quietly: "What's the matter for coming so late?"

"I have a few things I want to ask you. To avoid wasting time, I'll just say it straight. I hope you won't take offense." Father Feng said in a cold voice, "Did you instigate those stupid things he said on the show? ?”

Feng Xinglang shouted first: "No."

Lu Rong said in a calm tone: "Even if I say no, you definitely don't believe it, why don't you ask him yourself. You must know his temper better than I do. If you can't persuade him, how can I encourage him? "

Feng Xinglang said with a bitter face: "Baby, in fact, you can persuade me to move, I only listen to your encouragement."

"Shut up, you're shameless, I want more," Father Feng glared at Feng Xinglang, then frowned at Lu Rong, shook his head after a while and said, "You don't look like a mess, my son likes you , the vision is not too bad."

Feng Xinglang immediately burst into laughter: "I inherited your genes, so how could my eyesight be so bad?"

"Don't pull me, I won't accept your tricks," Father Feng interrupted dryly, but there was an obvious smile in his eyes, and he looked at Lu Rong again, "Let me ask you, do you like my kid?"

This question is difficult to answer.

If you tell the truth, you should like it without a doubt, but if you tell the truth, it would be tantamount to disintegration. Lu Rong tried his best to maintain his aloof image, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

Feng Xing stared eagerly at Lu Rong, his eyes sparkled with starlight, full of anticipation.

Father Feng became unhappy, and increased his volume: "If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, what's so hard to say?"

Feng Xinglang faintly felt his palms sweating, and asked cautiously, "Baby should like me, right?"

Lu Rong sighed secretly, his face remained calm: "I don't know."

Father Feng sneered and made up the knife, "That's why I don't like it."

Feng Xinglang's face darkened instantly, the light in his eyes went out, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Father Feng saw the change in Feng Xinglang's expression, and asked Lu Rong after a pause: "Since you don't like him, why do you let him live in your house?"

Lu Rong told the truth: "He is good at acting, he is here to teach me how to act."

"No regrets," Father Feng cursed in a low voice, grabbed Feng Xinglang's arm and went out the door, "Excuse me, let's go now."

Feng Xinglang didn't know what kind of blow he had received, so he followed Father Feng and left behind.

It wasn't until sitting in the car with Father Feng that Feng Xinglang realized that he didn't change his clothes and came out in his nightgown.

Bowing his head and tugging at the gray nightgown, Feng Xinglang frowned and complained: "Dad, why didn't you remind me to change my clothes before leaving."

Father Feng snorted: "Change your clothes, didn't you have the guts to publicly admit yesterday that you snatched condoms from a female fan? Why, are you trying to lose face now?"

Feng Xinglang secretly rolled his eyes, "The recording of the show has already been finished, so it's meaningless to talk about it now."

Father Feng said, "That's right, what you say is water that is poured out, and you can't go back if you want to."

"Dad, you don't have to speak in a weird way, so I didn't go back on my word."

"Why are you willing to come back with me if you don't regret it?"

"I'm afraid that Rong Rong's words will offend you," Feng Xinglang said with a smile, "After sending you home, let mom take care of it, and it won't be too late for me to sneak to his house."

Father Feng said angrily: "You haven't given up yet? He even said he doesn't like you anymore!"

"He didn't explicitly say that he doesn't like me, so it proves that he still has a good impression of me." Thinking of this, Feng Xinglang immediately swept away the depression in his heart, regained his vitality in an instant, and grabbed Feng Dad His face became sincere, "Dad, those photos circulating on the Internet are quite troublesome. I have nothing to fear, but those netizens just don't scold me, and they all go to Lurong. I have already used a little bit of resources to deal with it. This matter, Dad, you shouldn't stop it, right?"

Father Feng didn't make a sound, and shook off his hand after a while, "What did you buy the condom for that day? Or did you say you were already in bed? Since he doesn't like you that much, why did he still have sex with you?"

Feng Xinglang said without changing his expression: "I gave him medicine that day, that's why I got it."

Father Feng slapped him on the head, "Shame on me, don't learn from the good ones, learn from those hooligan tricks, thank you for being able to speak!"

Feng Xinglang rubbed his head, "Dad, I was the one who was sorry for him first, so don't make things difficult for him."

Father Feng turned his head to ignore him, then turned back after a while, frowning and asked: "Are you serious about him?"

Feng Xinglang nodded without hesitation: "One in a million is serious."

Father Feng shouted to the driver: "Turn around."

The driver immediately slowed down and turned the car around respectfully, "Master, where are you going?"

"Go to the little model's house."

Feng Xinglang said in shock: "Dad, what's wrong?"

Father Feng glanced at him: "Send you back, if you can't handle him, don't come back."

Feng Xinglang was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely take him home."

"Don't talk too early, I don't think he is easy to deal with."

"I'm sure," Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Dad, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Father Feng thought for a while and said: "I think he speaks very honestly in front of me, he's not flattering, he doesn't play tricks, and he looks better than you. Whether you can handle him depends on your ability."

Back at the gate of Lu Rong's house again, it was already light.

Feng Xinglang originally had the key to his house, but because he left in a hurry just now, he didn't bother to bring the key, so he could only stand at the door and slam the doorbell.

After about 5 minutes, the door opened.

Feng Xinglang leaned at the door and waved to Lu Rong: "Honey, I'm back again."

Lu Rong rolled his eyes: "What are you doing back here?"

Feng Xinglang came in, smiled and didn't speak. Seeing Lu Rong go back to the bedroom and lie down, he quickly changed into clean pajamas, jumped onto the bed, reached out to turn off the light, and hugged Lu Rong in his arms, "Baby , it's only four o'clock, let's sleep for a while."

He didn't fall asleep all night, and Lu Rong really planned to sleep for a while. He wanted to kick Feng Xinglang, but suddenly he thought of something, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he called in his mind: "Come out, the system, I want to talk to you." ask you."

System: "What does the host want to ask me?"

Lu Rong: "Can my insomnia be cured only by the embrace of the overlord?"

System: "The host discovered it so quickly, it's smarter than I thought."

Lu Rong: "..."

Feng Xinglang noticed the slightly trembling eyelashes, and reached into Lu Rong's lapel, "Can't sleep, baby?"

Lu Rong didn't have time to talk to him, and scolded the system bloody in his mind.

However, Feng Xinglang became more and more vigorous, taking his silence as acquiescence, and tried his best to provoke a certain place.

Lu Rong took a deep breath to regain his senses, opened his eyes suddenly, and stared at him coldly, "Go down if you don't sleep."

Feng Xinglang glanced at his big thing, then at Xiao Lu Rong who was unresponsive, and resigned himself to his fate: "Baby, let's go to the doctor tomorrow."

Lu Rong: "..." How many times do you have to say it before the boss believes that this is just fucking indifference, not impotence? !

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