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:

"Thank you, beautiful sister... Beautiful aunt."

He changed his name, and his voice became smaller.

Su Nan was stunned.

Looked up at him in surprise.

Did she hear it right?

From sister to aunt?

Shang Qian looked at him with a smile on his face. "After my old father was ill, he became more sensible. Don't you still have to do your homework?"

Little Mike nodded and went out with an egg tart.

Su Nan looked at his small back and thought deeply.

"Does he seem to have cried?"

Shang Qian smiled and said, "no, he was so moved when he saw the dessert..."

Su Nan: "...."

What about lying to ghosts?

Su Nan didn't speak and stared at him. "Did you say something to him? Why did he suddenly call me aunt?"

Shang Qian sighed, and his gentle face was helpless.

"If he calls you sister, shall I call you sister too?"

His voice was clear, like a clear spring pouring into his heart, clean and moist.

Su Nan paused. She didn't think of this.

He could not help blushing.

"Well, you can call your sister later..."

Su Nan has never lost in making trouble out of nothing!

Shang Qian smiled. "It's not impossible. I'll call you when you kiss me!"

Su Nan gave him a white look. He took advantage of all the bargains. Did he still get a bargain to sell?

He reached out and took her hand and squeezed it:

"Let him change his name, or he will be neither big nor small all day long, and it will be even harder to manage when he gets older."

Su Nan didn't care so much about the title. Whatever it was, little Mike was a lovely child anyway.

Since Shang Qian opened his mouth, there is no need to correct it.

"Whatever, there's nothing wrong with it."

A child's mouth is sweet, but she doesn't have to listen.