"These are also what the second uncle taught you?" Si Mian touched the biscuit's head and asked softly.

Biscuit was stunned for a moment, as if he was hesitating whether to lie or not.

The second uncle said that what he promised others must be done, otherwise he will not be a man.

He wants to be a man, but ......

He also wants to tell his aunt!

Looking at the tangled appearance of the biscuits, Si Mianchai also guessed, "Auntie knows, are you hungry, I'll get you something to eat." ”

"Hungry." Biscuit nodded obediently and smiled widely.

He didn't lie, and my aunt didn't get angry.

"Then you play obediently, I'll get it for you."

With that, Si Mian got up and left.

When passing by Zhan Muqing and Si Nian's bedroom, he just heard Si Nian teaching Zhan Muqing a lesson, "Zhan Muqing, don't pester me, go and accompany my son, hurry up!" ”

Zhan Muqing leaned against the head of the bed, his fingertips slid across Si Nian's bulging belly, and smiled evilly: "I want to accompany my wife, he will play by himself!" ”

"Zhan Muqing—"

Si Nian was angry, raised his foot and kicked him hard, and was pinched by Zhan Muqing.

Zhan Muqing leaned over, kissed her on the cheek, and said shamelessly: "Biscuits are sons, so you can't be too squeamish." I also want to send him to Italy and have my eldest brother help with the training. ”

Little Candy was already asleep next to him, and neither of them dared to speak too loudly.

"No way!" Si Nian's face immediately turned cold, "My son doesn't want to be disciplined by that group of cold people in Italy. Zhan Muqing, if you dare to send cookies out, I'll ......"

"What are you?" Zhan Muqing hooked his lips and smiled, his fingertips played with Si Nian's chin, and murmured softly, "Say, huh?" ”

"Divorce you!"

Si Nian glared at him with disgust, and said very forcefully, but he was a little weak in his heart.

Sure enough, after Si Nian said this, Zhan Muqing's face turned cold.

"Say it again!" Zhan Muqing's bottomless black eyes stared at Si Nian's angry red face, and said in a cold voice: "Do you dare to say it again!" ”

Si Nian was frightened, pinched Zhan Muqing's collar with both hands, and showed weakness: "I don't care, the biscuits must stay by our side!" ”

In fact, Zhan Muqing just said casually, even if he was sent to Italy, it was not the old man's unwillful training method before.

Biscuit has a too cold personality, and Italy has something that interests him.

"That's not what I'm going to hear." Zhan Muqing clenched Si Nian's jaw, and his voice was a little colder.

Si Nian stared at him, frightened.

There was a great sense of fear that if she didn't take it back today, he would swallow himself alive.

"Never leave." Si Nian spoke softly.

Scared of him!

Hearing Si Nian's words, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of Zhan Muqing's mouth, which was charming.

Zhan Muqing lowered his head and bit Si Nianfen's lips hard, letting her know the consequences of saying this.

"Zhan Muqing, it hurts ......" Si Nian struggled, his eyes were red at that time, "You have violent tendencies!" ”

Zhan Muqing raised his eyebrows, his fingertips slid over his bitten red pink lips, and his gaze was a little gentle.

Staring at Si Nian for more than ten seconds, Zhan Muqing suddenly leaned over, his warm thin lips pressed against Si Nian's cochlea, the tip of his hot tongue wrapped around his earlobe, and a low and sexy voice sounded.

"Dare to divorce, death will be shown to you!"

Si Nian chuckled in his heart, knowing that Zhan Muqing was no joke.

"Then do you want to send your son away?" Si Nian raised his hand to caress his stiff face and asked softly.

Zhan Muqing held her hand, didn't answer again, lowered his head and kissed her chattering little mouth fiercely.