Wild uncle, don't mess with me

Having said that, when Lin Shengyin said the last sentence, he didn't have enough confidence. Even when he spoke, he hesitated.

Nodding, Xiao niansheng said, "don't worry, Yinyin. In front of outsiders, I will never say that. It's not just us. That's why I asked you." Flickered twice his big and bright eyes, Xiao niansheng said to Lin Shengyin with such a smile.

"You can't say that in front of me." Some grumbling glanced at Xiao niansheng, Lin Shengyin tooted his mouth, and then continued: "An'an, you can't say that again in the future, you know? That's Mommy's little uncle. Mommy... How could Mommy like him? "

"But... But when you look at my little grandfather, it's just... Anyway, it's just that kind of... Well, how can I describe it? Oh, I see. It's just like the way that a mallet looks at you." Small read Sheng stretched out his hand to point his lips, big eyes "Gulu Gulu" after a few turns, and then said to Lin Sheng Yin like this.

"..." Xiao niansheng's words left Lin Shengyin helpless.

"Uncle Zhentian looks at Mommy because Mommy is good-looking. Your uncle Zhentian thinks it's pleasant to look at. Similarly, Mommy looks at my little grandfather for this reason. Do you know?" Some helplessly looking at small read Sheng, Lin Sheng Yin this again patiently explained to him.

"Well, but..." Xiao niansheng, like a hundred thousand whys, suddenly opened the conversation, as if he had endless questions.

However, before the little guy's voice was completely opened, Lin Shengyin had already closed it for him.

"Stop, stop, stop! Enough, Lin niansheng! Where are so many problems? Go to bed quickly. I have to go to kindergarten tomorrow morning. Good night, darling. " After that, Lin Shengyin lowers his head and kisses Xiao niansheng on the forehead. Then he gets up and goes out.

You can't stay here any longer, or you will be seen through by this clever son sooner or later.

This boy has been smart since he was a child, and he knows how to observe what he says.

In the future, we must pay attention. We must not show anything in front of Xiao niansheng.

Otherwise... My son will know, then... What will it look like.

Anyway, in everyone's eyes, Jin Yinan is her nominal little uncle.

After returning to the room, Lin Shengyin found his pair of trousers lost by Jin Yinan on the Internet. Then he took a screenshot and sent a wechat to Jin Yinan.

Same

After a while, the message came back.

It's also a photo with a line of words. [mine is a custom-made one. You can give the money to Xi Yang directly.]

Poof... Lin Shengyin almost vomited blood.

How many?

One hundred and thirty thousand?! Shit! Her pants are only a few thousand yuan! How many times has this increased? She's losing a lot. OK!

Lin Shengyin plays the family card quickly.

[ha ha, little uncle, I'm joking with you. Oh, it's just a pair of pants. How can I ask you to pay for it? Ha ha... I'm kidding

Seeing Lin Shengyin's reply, Jin Yinan can't help but smile. His eyes are full of helplessness, but in the helplessness, there is a little... Doting.

However, he did not reply, put down his cell phone and continued to work.