Wu Jie glared at him and said, "You don't understand this, do you? Although my sister can't go out and explore, she is beautiful and makes me happy when I see her. She even calls us brothers and sings and dances for us in her flowery dress. My sister is better than my brother."
Ba Chuang thought for a moment, "Is my sister necessarily beautiful?"
Wu Jie nodded with certainty, "My aunt is pretty, so my sister must be pretty too."
The expression on Baru's face became even happier. "Yes, yes, sister. It must be sister this time."
Nanxi put down the pen in her hand and looked at the three idiots across from her. "Can you guys go somewhere else to chat? The house is so big, why are you all standing here?"
"Mom, Dad said you are the treasure of the family now and cannot be left alone. The three of us men must take turns staying by your side 24 hours a day."
Nanxi looked at her husband speechlessly, "Then I'm a criminal, right?"
"What a criminal! You said such rude things. We worship you as our ancestor, Nan Xiaoxi, don't hurt our feelings like this." Balu said aggrievedly.
"Even so, you're exaggerating a bit. Three of you have nothing better to do than stare at me?"
"Ajie, Achuang, go upstairs and sleep." Baru's face turned cold and he ordered the two people beside him.
"Okay then, good night, Mom, good night, Dad, and good night, sister." Ba Chuang stood up. He was actually very sleepy.
"Uncle Long, Auntie, I'll take Ah Chuang upstairs first."
Wu Jie bowed, then took Ba Chuang away, instructing him as he went upstairs, "Drink your milk first, then brush your teeth."
Nanxi looked at the two young boys and smiled, "Hubby, I really think Ajie is a good person except for being a little naughty. I don't think he can make his parents so angry that they don't care about him."
Baru sneered and sat next to her, caressing her slender calves.
"What you saw was just what this guy wanted you to see. He is always nice to his own people, but outside, he is cruel and ruthless."
Balu didn't want his wife to be exposed too much to the darkness of Yangon. If possible, he really wanted her to live happily in the castle he had woven forever.
No matter how hard I work outside, as long as I can see her and the children's smiling faces when I go home, all the bloody storms will disappear in an instant.
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