Perhaps because he was the eldest son and had shouldered important responsibilities since childhood, he had a calm personality and reliable actions. Although Sheng Minglang was also born in the Sheng family, he had someone to support him, so he had a carefree childhood, no different from other naughty children.
"I did all this myself." Sheng Minglang said with a serious expression, "But he is irresponsible."
ah?
Yu Huan was stunned for a moment: "You mean, you've done things like climbing over walls, fishing, and buying sweet potato balls on the street?"
It’s still too early to say anything.
Sheng Minglang is not a simple person either.
A five or six-year-old child can understand things so clearly. The Sheng family are all very capable.
As the night deepened, Sheng Mingfu came out rubbing his forehead and found that the big and small ones were still huddled together on the table, saying bad things about him.
"It's time to go to bed." He pulled up Yu Huan, who was very interested, and asked the nanny to take Sheng Minglang away.
?
"Why don't you take him fishing?"
Yu Huan teased him.
It seemed as if after a thorough discussion, he had sided with Sheng Minglang.
Sheng Mingfu was speechless for a moment. He didn't understand why he was taking him to catch fish.
"The kids are complaining about you, saying you're not a good brother." Yu Huan didn't really think Sheng Mingfu did anything wrong, she just thought it was funny and wanted to tease Sheng Mingfu.
Sheng Mingfu could see the cunning look in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
He did not argue for himself, but simply said: "He is loved by his father and mother, and he is also the old lady's darling. Why does he need me?"
"I think I'd rather be a responsible husband than a brother. What do you think, ma'am? Am I qualified?"
His voice gradually became hoarse as he whispered softly in her ear, kissed her earlobe which was so red that it almost dripped blood, and then moved down along her jade-like neck.
Wherever he passed by, she would be covered with a layer of blush of shame.
Yu Huan's eyes gradually became moist, and he breathed in a daze. His brows were frowned for a while and then suddenly relaxed. His slender white fingers wanted to grab something to resist the overwhelming pleasure.
But nothing was caught.
As their breaths intertwined, Sheng Mingfu's hand came over and interlocked their fingers.
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