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

However, this situation basically does not exist. With my nephew's rigid nature, it should be difficult to happen as soon as he entered the room, he pulled Shi Ning and sat on his lap.

That……

The little fat bird should be sitting next to the desk.

The chair next to the desk is facing the bed, yes, that's right, one sits on the bed and the other sits on the chair, and the self-restraint and return to courtesy did not step beyond the line.

Yang Qiwei, who had almost stabilized her body, breathed a sigh of relief. After relaxing, she faced another very serious matter: How to solve the problem of eavesdropping?

Based on his understanding of his nephew, this kid will definitely not let it go easily, so... Yang Qiwei, who reacted very quickly, held his waist and fell on Shi Ning's body.

Little fat bird, it’s up to you to walk out of the room by Uncle Yang.

Holding his waist, Yang Qiwei suddenly grinned his teeth and gasped several times. He held his waist for a while and did not straighten up. "It flashed, my old waist flashed again."

As a veteran waist injury, Yang Qiwei can sometimes sprain his waist with an inadvertent small move.

Whether it was a real sprain or a fake sprain, Lu Shian knew it just by taking a glance. After a glance, Lu Shian quietly withdrew his gaze.

Fake sprain, sympathy.

When Shi Ning heard this, he really thought he had sprained his waist, so he hurried over to help him, "What do you want to hear? Why should you listen to the corner of the wall? You can't live your own sins. You are also asking for your own sprain today."

I want to listen to it and comfort me, but it basically doesn’t exist. Now I just say “You asked me for it”, so I’m better welcome.

"..." Yang Qiwei, who was holding his waist, twisting his mouth and twitching his eyes. He thought Shi Ning would care more or less about him, and he could take the opportunity to leave immediately, but the result...

After saying "You can't live without committing your own evil", Yang Qiwei's expression became stiff.

Why are these two children more heartbreaking than the other?

It would be fine if he didn't say anything and just kept watching the one sitting by the bed. He didn't piss him to death all day long, anyway, he was used to it.

The little fat bird talking in front of him is still having fantasies. Girls, don’t they say that their daughter is a caring little cotton jacket? Why do he only feel the north wind?

"Little fat bird, Uncle Yang's waist hurts." Yang Qiwei sighed lightly and emphasized again, "It really hurts."

He was so in pain that he should have something to care about. Then, he could find a way for himself, and stay away from his nephew's eyes and return to the living room safely and unscathed.

Shi Ning raised his eyebrows, "If you don't eavesdrop and sit in the living room, will you feel pain? It's your own pain."

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

Yang Qiwei: "..." I felt that my life would only be even harder.

The single-edged sword turned into a double-edged sword. After Shian poked a knife, Xiao Pangning poked another knife. The two swords combined, is he still a way out?

Shi Ning was more considerate than Lu Shi'an. He helped Yang Qiwei sit in the only chair. For her, Yang Qiwei could listen to the content of chatting with Lu Shi'an later.

Yang Qiwei didn't want to sit, and she was full of rejection.

"Uncle..." Lu Shian said lightly, "Does your waist really hurt?"

Almost the moment Lu Shi'an finished speaking, Shi Ning took back his hands that he supported him. Does it really hurt? It turns out that it's fake pain!

Yang Qiwei smiled, "Fortunately, Shi Ning helped me, it feels much more comfortable."
Chapter completed!