That Scumbag is Going To Heaven

Chapter 381

But there is also a second situation: for example, sitting on the nephew's lap.

However, this situation basically does not exist. With his nephew's rigid nature, it should be difficult to sit on his own legs as soon as he enters the room.

So

The little fat bird should be sitting at the desk.

The angle of the chair beside the desk is right towards the bed. Well, yes, one sitting bed and one sitting chair. Self denial did not cross the minefield.

Yang Qiwei, who was almost steady, breathed a sigh of relief, and then faced another very serious thing: how to solve eavesdropping?

Based on his understanding of his nephew, the boy will not let go easily. Then... Yang Qiwei, who responded very quickly, held his waist and looked at Shi Ning.

Little fat bird, it's up to you whether uncle Yang can "live" out of the room from Jian.

Holding his waist, Yang Qiwei suddenly bared his teeth and even took a few mouthfuls of air conditioning. Holding his waist for a while, he didn't straighten up. "Flash, flash, my old waist flashed again."

As a senior lumbar injured person, Yang Qiwei sometimes sprains his waist with a casual little action.

Whether it was a real sprain or a fake sprain, Lu Zhian only looked at it and faintly took back his sight.

Fake sprain, Bo sympathy.

Shi Ning heard the speech. He really thought he had sprained his waist. He hurried to help him. "What do you want to hear? Why listen to the corner? You can't live for your own sins. You asked for your own sprained waist today."

If you want to listen to Shi Ning's comfort, it basically doesn't exist. At this moment, just say "you asked for it". It's still polite.

"...." Yang Qiwei, who was holding his waist, twisted his eyes and thought that Shi Ning would care about him more or less. He could take the opportunity to leave immediately. As a result

When he said "you can't live because of your own sin", Yang Qiwei's expression was stiff.

How can these two children prick their hearts more than one?

It's OK to just patronize the one sitting by the bed without talking. He didn't get angry with him all day. Anyway, he's used to it.

As for the little fat bird talking in front of him, he still has a fantasy. Don't girls say that their daughter is a sweet little cotton padded jacket? Why does he only feel the north wind?

"Little fat bird, uncle Yang's waist hurts." Yang Qiwei sighed lightly and accentuated his tone, "it really hurts."

He is in such pain that he should have a word of concern. Then, he can find a step for himself, keep away from his nephew's eyes, and return to the living room safely and unharmed.

Shi Ning picked his eyebrow. "If you don't eavesdrop and sit in the living room, can you hurt? You asked for it."

Therefore, it is difficult to hear a kind word from Shi Ning.

Yang Qiwei: "..." I have a hunch that my life will only be more difficult.

The single blade sword has become a double-edged sword. After knowing an pokes a sword, Xiao pangning pokes another sword. The two swords are one. Does he still have a way to live?

Shi Ning is more considerate than Lu Zhian. He holds Yang Qiwei to the only chair. For her, Yang Qiwei can listen to the chat with Lu Zhian later.

Yang Qiwei doesn't want to sit down. His heart is full of rejection.

"Uncle..." Lu Zhian said faintly, "does your waist really hurt?"

Almost at the moment when Lu Zhian's voice fell, Shi Ning took back his hands. Does it really hurt? False pain!

Yang Qiwei smiled. "Fortunately, Shi Ning would rather help me. It's much more comfortable."