Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luo Sang looked up, âWhy did you change your hairstyle?
âYeah, is it nice? Nian Junting looked at her seductively, he was obviously fishing for compliments.
Luo Sang was on the brink of bursting into laughter, she had never met a man as needy as him.
âNice, youâre modeling the David Beckham style, arenât you? Iâve seen it on him before.n
Nian Juntingâs face fell, âOh really, the hairstylist didnât tell me that. But I bet David Beckham didnât look as good as me.
âYes, yes, yes. You are the most perfect.
Luo Sang opened the car door, âBut you donât have to be upset, the Beckhams are so happy together. Four kids and a beautiful wife, heâs loyal and faithful despite his good looks.
âLetâs have five kids in the future then, Nian Junting grinned and grabbed her waist and planted a kiss on her cheek, âDonât worry, I wonât fool around either.
Luo Sang blushed, âI donât mean that.
âIf we want to have five kids, should we start early? Nian Junting thought, âLook, the fastest we can go is one in two years. You canât go too fast, youâll have to recuperate and heal, thatâll take us ten years in total, even longer if you do a c-section.
âWho said I was going to have five kids with you, Iâm not a suckling pig ok, Luo Sang was going crazy, the chauffeur was listening to their entire conversation.
âYou can decide how many children to have then, I just want children in general.
Luo Sang was already feeling tired after only meeting him for five minutes, he wasnât listening to her, âStop talking about it, Iâm going to leave.
â...Ok, Nian Junting rubbed her cheeks affectionately.
She was so cute when sheâs flustered.
When they got onto the vehicle, the chauffeur turned and introduced himself, âHi, Sansan.
âMaster Xiao, Luo Sang was shocked, âAre you going too?
âYeah, they invited me as well, Xiao Si gave her a bright smile.
âThe organizers mainly wanted to invite me, they only invited him as well out of courtesy, Nian Junting said as he pulled out the breakfast that Sister Lan made, âHe didnât have to go but he is probably too free. Heâs going to pick up chicks there.
â...
Xiao Si glared at him and addressed Luo Sang, âDonât call me Master Xiao next time, we seem too distant. Just call me Brother Xiao.
Before Luo Sang could nod, Nian Junting laughed sarcastically, âYouâre not allowed to, she doesnât even call me Brother Ting.
Xiao Siâs expression was dull, âCall me Sisi then.
âYou think Iâll allow that? Nian Junting asked.
â...
âXiaosi then, Nian Junting concluded.
âThatâs too much, Xiao Si said angrily, âYou already have a Xiaosi at home.
âYeah, you are really too much, Luo Sang said empathetically, âIâll call you Brother Xiao. As for you, you can pick between being my brother or my boyfriend.
Nian Junting looked at her sadly, âWeâve kissed, slept and hugged each other, do you still think I can be your brother? You have quite an open mind.
Luo Sang was blushing, âWho slept with you? Donât spout nonsense.
âAlright, Iâm deaf, I canât hear anything, Xiao Si plugged his ears.
âI know youâve done more than sleeping together, I know you two have done the oral and the hand stuff too, Xiao Si thought to himself.