Little Mike opened his mouth. His eyes were red. Just about to speak, Shang Qian gave him a threatening look.
Very oppressive.
"Remember, in the future, she will not be a beautiful sister, but a beautiful aunt. Of course, if you want to be more intimate, you have to wait until we have established a marriage relationship."
Shang Qian's tone was relaxed, as if he was describing the bright future of his marriage to Su Nan.
Closer?
mom?
What a blow!
Little Mike bit his lower lip, pathetic.
"Did pretty sister agree?"
Shang Qian chuckled, "of course, otherwise, how could she want to be with me all the time?"
It's a bit shameless, but it's also a fact!
Little Mike curled his lips. It's over. His beautiful sister is not his anymore.
Shang Qian said: "a man should not cry in front of others. If you want to cry, go out and cry later..."
So as not to be seen by Su Nan.
Of course, he wouldn't say that.
The voice fell.
Su Nan came in with a food box and smiled, "the housekeeper uncle also made dessert today, and little Mike happened to be there..."
Little Mike looked at her and quickly lowered his head.
Su Nan didn't think anything was wrong. She raised her feet and walked to the other side of Shang Qian's bed and handed her things.
Shang Qian gave her a gentle look, full of tenderness.
He took out the things, but gave Su Nan the dessert.
Su Nan glanced at the egg tart and handed it to little Mike.
Doesn't he like dessert best?
Why do you look so unresponsive?
Little Mike hung his head and did not move.
Su Nan was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, Shang Qian coughed heavily.
It seems to imply something.
Little Mike stiff neck, slowly raised his head and took the egg tart: