Chapter 117: Miss Jiao from the Republic of China: The evil second brother (7)

Young Master Zheng began to feel sad, and he hugged the little girl's delicate and soft body tightly in his arms, but his heart felt empty for a while, and he began to worry about gains and losses.

At this moment, Sheng Zheng didn't think much, he just thought that he couldn't let go of his sister. After all, he really loved this little guy.

Ever since Jiao Yang came to him, Sheng Zheng had not been with a woman for a long time. Those women were not as comfortable to hold as his sister, each one was so cumbersome.

"That's what you said yourself, I remember it." Jiaoyang's mood brightened, and she smiled and nuzzled him.

Sheng Zheng did not reply. He was lost in his own emotions. Even his sister was not very happy about his intimacy.

He began to regret that he had brought Jiaoyang out to listen to some songs today. He had chosen this one even though he had not heard anything good. Master Zheng now wished he could rush up and smash up those people's troupe! Sing, sing, sing, whatever.

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If he loses his sister, who will pay for it?

But does this mean that it was him who inspired her sister in love?

Mr. Zheng rubbed his eyebrows and laughed. Oh no, he was thinking about something.

Jiaoyang was unhappy. She puffed up her face. This man had been neglecting her for a long time. "What are you thinking about, Mr. Zheng?"

Mr. Zheng?!

Sheng Zheng almost vomited with laughter. This little guy called him so many names, but he didn't call him second brother.

I'm thinking, do you believe that I don't want you to get married?

Of course, Sheng Zheng was just thinking about it in his mind. His sister was new here, and she was very caring and kind-hearted. He didn't want to bring too heavy a burden to her. Family affection was the confidence for her to move forward bravely when facing her lover in the future, not a shackle.

"I was wondering why my sister is so cute." Sheng Zheng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled coquettishly. He pinched her porcelain-white face.

Jiaoyang snorted, obviously not believing it, and she had something else to ask: "Then brother, will you do what he did in the play and risk everything to save me when I'm in danger?"

As expected of his sister, even the questions she asked when she was angry were so cute. And the questions she asked showed that she cared about him very much.

Sheng Zheng's mood became bright, and the inexplicable melancholy just now was swept away.

"Of course! I will kill anyone who dares to hurt a hair on your head!" He vowed.

Jiaoyang blinked her eyes and lay on his chest, "What if it's that person who even my brother can't do anything about?"

Sheng Zheng's brows almost knitted together. This question always made him feel incompetent, but it was indeed unavoidable. In this world, no one can be so arrogant that he can guarantee that he will always win. There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the mountains.

"Then I will die with you!"

Jiaoyang's eyes opened even wider, and she said brightly: "Is this the deep sadomasochistic love?"

Sheng Zheng poked her head speechlessly. What kind of vocabulary was this? Where did she read the books about studying abroad: "This is called the deep love between brother and sister!"

Jiaoyang smiled, as if she didn't care what he said, and her arms as white as lotus knots wrapped around his arms:

"My brother and I thought the same thing just now. If my brother is in danger, I will make the same choice as you. Do we have the same affection?"

Sheng Zheng looked at her with a hopeless expression, and kept poking her forehead with his fingers: "This is called telepathy!"

But her heart is full of pampering, and she is completely soft.

There is no doubt that Jiaoyang is deliberately teasing Second Young Master Sheng, constantly rubbing against his psychological fire line.
Chapter completed!