Little Mike opened his mouth, his eyes were red, just as he was about to speak, Shang Qian gave him a deterrent look.

Very oppressive.

"Remember, in the future, she will not be a beautiful sister, but a beautiful aunt. Of course, if you want to be closer, you will have to wait for us to establish a marriage relationship."

Shang Qian's tone was relaxed, as if describing to him a bright future after he and Su Nan got married.

A little more intimate?

Mother?

This is a real hit!

Little Mike bit his lower lip, pitifully.

"Did the pretty sister agree?"

Shang Qian chuckled, "Of course, otherwise why would she want to be with me all the time?"

It's a bit shameless to say, but it's true!

Little Mike curled his lips in discomfort. It's over, the beautiful sister is not his anymore.

Shang Qian hooked his lips: "Men, don't cry in front of others, if you want to cry, go out and cry..."

So as not to be seen by Su Nan.

Of course, he wouldn't say those words.

The voice fell.

Su Nan walked in with the food box and smiled, "Uncle the housekeeper also made dessert today, and it happened that little Mike was there..."

Little Mike glanced at her and quickly lowered his head.

Su Nan didn't feel that something was wrong, she raised her foot and walked to the other side of Shang Qian's bed, and handed it over.

Shang Qian gave her a gentle look, full of tenderness.

He took out the things, but gave the dessert to Su Nan.

Su Nan glanced at the egg **** and handed one to little Mike.

Doesn't he like dessert the most?

Why doesn't it seem like there is any response?

Little Mike lowered his head, motionless.

Su Nan was stunned, but just as he was about to speak, Shang Qian coughed heavily.

As if implying something.

Little Mike stiffened his neck, slowly raised his head, and took the egg tart:

"Thank you beautiful sister... beautiful auntie."

He changed his name and even his voice became smaller.

Su Nan was slightly taken aback.

He looked up at him in surprise.

Did she hear it right?

From sister to aunt?

Shang Qian glanced at him with a half-smile but not a smile, "Old father has been ill for a while, and he has become more sensible. Don't you still have to do your homework?"

Little Mike nodded, then walked out holding the egg tart.

Su Nan looked at his small back, thoughtful.

"Does he seem to cry?"

Shang Qian said with a smile: "No, he saw dessert and was so moved..."

Su Nan: "..."

What about a liar?

Su Nan didn't speak, staring at him, "Did you say something to him? Why did he suddenly call me auntie?"

Shang Qian sighed with helplessness on his warm face.

"If he calls you sister, should I call you sister too?"

His voice was clear, as if a clear spring had poured into his heart, clean and warm.

Su Nan paused, but she didn't expect this.

His face turned slightly red.

"Okay, you can just call me sister..."

No matter how unreasonable, Su Nan has never lost!

Shang Qian smiled, "It's not impossible, just kiss me and I'll call you!"

Su Nan rolled his eyes at him, he took advantage of all the cheapness, how could he still be good at being cheap?

He stretched out his hand, took her hand and squeezed:

"It's better to let him change his name, otherwise he will be neither big nor small all day long, and it will be even more difficult to manage when he is old."

Su Nan didn't care so much about a title, anything was fine. Anyway, little Mike was a lovely child.

Since it was Shang Qian who opened his mouth, there was no need to correct it.

"Whatever, it's not wrong anyway."

The child's mouth is sweet, but she doesn't have to listen.

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