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After listening to Yi Qing'er's praise, Yi Baobao unexpectedly did not act cocky like he usually did. Instead, he sat down on the ground in disappointment.

Then he raised his small head and looked at Hei Liaming with his big round eyes and then looked at his mother. His large eyes were filled with displeasure at the answer.

Seeing Yi Baobao's disappointed expression, Yi Qing'er bent down and asked worriedly, "Baby, what's wrong? You don't look very happy."

Upon hearing Yi Qing'er's question, the two men standing off to the side turned their heads in surprise and looked at the person sitting on the ground.

Just as Hei Siyan turned his head and saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a bit irritated. However, when he thought about the adult man beside him, Hei Siyan's handsome face darkened!

This woman was indeed a scheming girl that would casually hook up with men!

It turned out that Yi Qing'er was only wearing a large set of house clothes. She bent down low, revealing her delicate and sexy collarbones and her fair and exquisite chest. Further down, Hei Siyan could actually see the black threads slightly bulging.

Hei Siyan subconsciously turned his head to look at Hei Liaming, who was at the side. Seeing Hei Liaming's lecherous expression and how he kept staring at Yi Qing'er's chest, Hei Siyan only felt that his body was filled with an inexplicable rage as he angrily glared at the man who was looking at him while curling his lips.

It's not that Hei Liaming didn't feel the biting cold aura coming from Hei Siyan, but he still wanted to make him angry. Ever since that incident, Hei Siyan rarely had such strong emotions.

With such a small chest, it was easy to tell that she was the youngest model. He did not know how she had developed, she was already a mother, why did she still look like a young girl? If it wasn't to piss off this elder brother of his, he would be more than happy to see such a boring body!

Yi Qing'er was only concerned with Yi Baobao, who was sitting on the ground. Ever since he could talk, he had never been disappointed, even though other kids mocked him as a fatherless child, Yi Baobao had always been very obedient and said that he only wanted his mother. Never had he been disappointed like today.

After waiting for a long time, Yi Baobao finally raised his small face, which was covered in pitiful tears. His round eyes were wide open as he pursed his pink lips and said, "Mommy, uncle is so good-looking. Are you going to let uncle be your son and then don't want your baby anymore?"

"Pfft!" Yi Qing'er first found it funny and didn't know what was in this little brain of hers, but she was moved. She didn't expect her son to love her so much and be so afraid of being replaced by someone else.

Thinking about this, he was just about to do something to show that he was deeply moved. Yi Baobao suddenly stood up from the ground and ran in front of Hei Liaming with his short legs.

He held Hei Liaming's leg and said childishly, "Uncle, your skin is good. I wonder how it's maintained?"

Not only Hei Liaming's actions, even Yi Qing'er's mouth was wide open in shock. After hearing what Yi Baobao said, Yi Qing'er really wanted to find a hole to hide in.

It was all her fault. She usually brought Yi Baobao along to make masks, which was why she sat there and caused such a shameful thing. She was unable to teach her son a lesson! Oh, no, it was a misguided child!

After patting her head, Yi Qing'er slowly walked towards Hei Liaming, who was shocked by Yi Baobao's actions.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "Good looks are indeed different. They even look good when they make a fool of themselves."

Immediately after, she shook her head, throwing away her infatuation, then squatted down and tugged on Yi Baobao's arm, saying in a deep voice: "I say, Yi Baobao, hurry up and get up, aren't you ashamed? Aren't you ashamed of yourself! Hurry and get up, what does this look like? "

Yi Baobao's white and tender face was still covered in tears and mucus. He pitifully rubbed the leg of Hei Liaming's Armani before shaking his head with his round eyes.

Hei Liaming trembled a little when he saw the actions of the child. If he knew it would be like this, he would have slipped away long ago. He wasn't stupid enough to stay and watch his big brother play.

Thinking about this, Hei Liaming looked towards his biological brother for help.

However, Hei Siyan obviously looked like he deserved it. He calmly leaned against the painted wall and squinted his eyes, looking at Ye Zichen as if he was looking at a monkey.

Hei Liaming's pretty face was suddenly covered in dark clouds. It was a terrible sight to behold! He turned his head and looked at the child in front of him. He felt like crying. Didn't his mother say on the phone that her grandson was his nephew, who was especially well-behaved, especially cute, and especially clever?

But why couldn't he, Hei Liaming, feel it at all? He felt like he was going to crash into a wall at any moment!

Was he trying to shake the child off, he wondered? Or would she just let him hug her until he voluntarily let her go?

If he were to shake it off...

Hei Liaming shuddered as he thought about his mother pointing at him and crying. What's more, if that's the case, wouldn't his painstakingly built look of "good" come to nothing?

Well, we'll have to rely on the child's mother, his sister-in-law.

Hei Liaming looked at Yi Qing'er, who was bargaining with the little guy, with eyes full of expectation.

However, a large amount of spring light appeared in front of Hei Liaming's eyes. At the same time, Hei Liaming felt a sharp gaze that could match the power of laser bullets shooting at him.

Oh, please, big brother, don't say your wife doesn't have anything to look at. Even if she did, with his current situation, would he still be in the mood to look at her? So, please, big brother, move your brain, retract some of the strange thoughts in your heart, healthier, sunshine!

Hei Liaming closed his eyes and prayed in his heart.

"Sister-in-law, hurry up and get your son and my nephew away, I'm begging you!" He could feel a sticky feeling coming from the skin of his legs through his pants. How disgusting!

Yi Qing'er looked at Hei Liaming's dirty pants leg and subconsciously took a few steps back. Then she said carefully, "Baby, what are you carrying uncle for? "Let go!"