Chapter 322

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

It seems that her conjecture is correct. 12345 knows each other's existence, tolerates each other and coexists peacefully.

Yangyang is so strong, much stronger than when she was young!

She had many pursuers in those years, and she didn't have such a grand scene.

"Come in... Come in..." it's not good to stop others at the door for too long. It's not very polite, but Kang Weizhen almost bit her tongue when she spoke.

"Auntie, you are so beautiful and like a big sister. Why don't I call you auntie instead of your sister?" The little boy is still hanging on Sheng Yang's arm. When he enters the door, he suddenly says something like this.

Kang Wei Zhen Leng Leng, always feel that this voice is a little familiar ah, women in the end is no match for such words, she laughed, "this is not appropriate."

After that, just as he was about to close the door, suddenly a ball rolled in quickly. Because the speed was too fast, it was just a flash in front of his eyes. But because of its huge size, he could see it clearly.

Kang Weizhen was stunned. What is it?

After closing the door and looking at it again, he finds that it's Sheng an. He sits on the sofa angrily. On the other side of Sheng Yang, he stares at the little boy on the left side of Sheng Yang, as if to stare the little boy out of a hole.

Before Sheng an thought it was ok, because although there were many cousins, he was the only one with few cousins.

But now, the little boy didn't know where he came from. His mouth was sweet, his voice was beautiful, and he would act coquettishly, which immediately made him feel a sense of crisis.

He angrily pointed to the little boy. He wanted to question, but he was afraid that his cousin would like the little boy more, so he could only soften his voice, "who is he?"

Sheng Yang hasn't answered yet, but the little boy is just like the ever victorious general in the palace fighting drama. He smiles slowly and sweetly, "I'm my sister's baby."

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

Not to mention Sheng Yang, Kang Weizhen has a headache when she sees this situation. Although her three sons are all very easy to bring, "I'll bring you some fruit."

After Kang Weizhen left, Sheng an continued to covet the little boy, "you who are, you take off your sunglasses and hat!"

"If you ask me to pick it, I'll pick it. What a shame."

At this time, Kang Weizhen came over with the fruit and advised, "yes, children, it's very hot at home. I'm afraid you'll sweat and catch a cold with it."

With Kang Weizhen's support, Sheng an makes a face with pride.

The little boy is not anxious, smiling, "Auntie, before I take off my sunglasses, I'll draw a picture. Look at the picture and guess who I am."

"Drawing?" Kang Weizhen was stunned. Is it the latest "you draw me guess" game played by children recently? It's OK. Anyway, I don't know what to play with the children.

Sheng an is not willing to be outdone. "Big aunt, I want to draw too. I want a brush and paper."

"Good."

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

Soon the brush and paper came. Sheng an was afraid that he would draw slowly, so he was the first to move the brush.

He didn't know how to do it before, so in the art class that Jiang Xinyi carefully arranged for him, he also acted recklessly, smearing paint on the face of other art professors.

Nowadays, skills are not enough until they are used.