"Is she my new sister?"

The little boy asked.

Shi's mother followed his gaze and stayed on Hua Yan.

Seeing her movements, I couldn't help but laugh: "It should be true if nothing unexpected happens."

"A Jian must take good care of this new sister. Her parents once saved you, but now they are gone. You must take good care of her on their behalf."

Shi Jian nodded solemnly: "I understand, mom."

After a while, a hint of doubt and confusion appeared on his brows.

"Mom, how should I take care of her? What would she like?"

The woman obviously didn't expect that he would take this seriously.

Recalling the preferences of my niece.

I gave Shijian two tricks a little.

After listening to Shijian, he thought something.

It turns out that taking care of my sister is always with her, sharing my favorites with her, and then taking care of her feelings.

It’s just his favorite research. Will my sister like it?

I took out the tablet and checked what the little girl liked the most.

Fairy tales are the hottest answers.

Shi Jian clicked on a recommended fairy tale.

The first article is the story of "The Emperor's New Clothing".

Adhering to the idea of ​​giving the story to my sister.

Shi Jian endured the complaints and finished reading the story.

The last one is hard to describe the story.

The above said that little girls like to watch this kind of fairy tale the most.

But such fairy tales are too brainless.

It feels like I'm perfunctory.

As an emperor, it would be fine if he didn't work hard and loved the people. He also had a clothing obsession and had to change his clothes every hour.

Do you have to give up state affairs like this when dealing with national affairs and change clothes?

The minister has no objection?

And that liar, no one can see such a low-key lie?

In order to maintain his smart image, the minister lied and said that he had seen it.

After all, this only means that the IQ is not enough and people are fooled.

But the emperor himself couldn't even feel whether he had any clothes on him?

So many things were transported to the liar's room weaving. How did the liar transport those things out and pretend to be used up when someone was guarding him and he was busy without going out?

In the end, everyone said they had seen it, and only one child said they had not seen it.

After the child finished speaking, he ran out and slapped himself in the face?

Do you really treat everyone as a fool to support that child?

Or should I put the IQ of the person who is watching this story on the floor to rub it?

Why do so many people like this kind of wisdom-reducing thing?

Shijian can't figure it out.

Even throw this suggestion away directly.

My sister will never like this kind of story. He will never tell her such story. It would be bad if she brought her to her stupid girl.

His sister must be as good as him.

Time note thought.

This idea also gradually sprouted in his heart.

Huayan played for a while, and her stomach suddenly became a little swelling.

After watching the person who was talking to a police uncle, he took his hand and walked towards the bathroom with him.

The time note suddenly felt a little dazzling.

I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

There is a difference between men and women. How can a girl, a girl, just pull the man to follow him?

I told my mother that I wanted to go down and have a walk.

Shi Mom hadn't responded to her son's thoughts.

Thinking he really wanted to go, he waved his hand and said, "Then you go."

There was no movement in the car for a long time.

The boy is still next to her.
Chapter completed!