Chapter 322

  And Kang Weizhen's face turned into a broken expression.

  It seems that her guess is correct. 12345 still knows each other's existence, and can tolerate each other and coexist peacefully.

   Yang Yang is simply too strong, much stronger than when she was young!

  I think she had many suitors back then, and there was no such an unprecedented scene.

  "Come in...Come in..." It's not good to keep others at the door for too long, not too polite, but when Kang Weizhen spoke, he almost bit his tongue.

  "Hello Auntie, you are so beautiful, and you look like a big sister. Why don't I call you Auntie, call your sister?" The little boy still hung on Sheng Yang's arm, and suddenly said this when he entered the door.

  Kang Weizhen was stunned. She always felt that the voice was a bit familiar. After all, a woman can't match such words. She smiled, "This is not appropriate."

  After finishing talking, just about to close the door, a ball suddenly rolled in at lightning speed. Because it was too fast, it just flashed before the eyes, but because of its huge size, it was very clear.

  Kang Weizhen is startled, what is it?

  Closed the door and took another look, only to find that it was Sheng An. He angrily sat on the sofa, on the other side of Sheng Yang, staring at the little boy on Sheng Yang's left, as if he was about to stare the little boy out a hole.

  Before Sheng'an thought it was okay, because although the cousin has many brothers, he is the only cousin who has a few.

  But now, the little boy didn’t know where he came out. His mouth is sweet, his voice is nice, and he is acting like a baby, which immediately made him feel a sense of crisis.

  He hummed and pointed at the little boy. He wanted to question, but he was afraid that his cousin would like the little boy even more, so he could not help but soften his tone, "Who is he?"

  Shengyang hasn’t answered yet. Instead, the little boy is completely like a victorious general in a Gongdou drama, smiling sweetly, "I am my sister’s baby."

   "I'm pooh!" Sheng An doesn't have to worry about what he wants to say when facing the little boy.

  Don’t talk about Shengyang, Kang Weizhen has a headache seeing this situation. Although her family has three sons, they are all very easy to take. "I will bring you some fruits."

  After Kang Weizhen left, Sheng An continued to stare at the little boy, "Who are you, take off your sunglasses and hat if you have something!"

   "If you ask me to pick it, I will pick it. It's so shameless."

  At this time, Kang Weizhen came over with the fruit, and persuaded, “Yes, kid, it’s very hot at home, and I’m afraid you will catch a cold if you wear it.

  With Kang Weizhen's support, Sheng An made a proud face.

  The little boy was not in a hurry, and smiled, "Auntie, before I take off my sunglasses, I will draw a picture. Look at the picture and guess who I am."

   "Draw a picture?" Kang Weizhen was startled. Could it be the latest "you draw and I guess" game played by children recently? It's okay, anyway, I don't know what to play with the children.

  Sheng'an is not to be outdone, "Auntie, I want to paint, I want brushes and paper."

"it is good."

  Only Sheng Yang noticed the little boy’s sly smile and shook his head helplessly. He...

   Soon the brush and paper were brought, and Sheng Ansheng was afraid that he would draw slowly, so he moved the pen first.

  He didn't learn or know nothing before, so Jiang Xinyi carefully arranged the art class for him. He also behaved nonsense and applied paint to the face of other art professors.

  Nowadays, skills don’t feel too small until they are used.

  (End of this chapter)

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