"What does it mean to 'raise' a child?"

Nan Song said: "Brother, what you said is very ambiguous, as if I have raised a puppy."

Luo Junheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said: This is what he meant.

"Isn't it?"

"..."

Nan Song: "Of course not! Where did you think you were? Am I such a person?"

Although she did have such an idea at one time, she had not yet put it into practice...

So don’t ask, it means no!

"You are not suitable for small."

Luo Junheng actually talked about this topic with her, and said seriously: "You are suitable for a big wolf dog, one who can take care of and protect you."

And a big wolfdog...

It would be nice if she didn't get eaten.

Now that the topic was brought up, Nan Song replied, "You are not suitable for finding a widow either. That Mrs. Mei is not suitable for you."

Mentioning "Mrs. Mei", Luo Junheng's eyes suddenly became cold.

—

Yu Jinwen couldn't put it down holding the phone, listening repeatedly to the few voice messages Nan Song replied to him.

The words "Be good and I will bring you delicious food when I return home" were like a cotton swab hitting his heart, gently, softly and softly.

It made him feel as if he was floating on the clouds, surrounded by a sense of happiness he had never experienced before.

Even though these words were actually spoken to others, he was still deeply moved.

It was assumed that she was talking to him.

How he looked forward to the day when she could talk to him in such a coaxing tone.

How great would it be if these stolen times could become his own?

He was immersed in such tenderness, so when he received the call from his mother, his voice was softer than ever before.

Yu Fengjiao immediately heard that something was wrong with her son and asked directly: "Has Xiao Song contacted you?"

Yu Jinwen: "..."

Is it so obvious?

*

Luo Junheng looked at Nan Song and said calmly: "I told you, I have no friendship with her."

"Yeah?"

Since the question is coming out of my mouth, I have to ask for clarity.

"We've already slept together, and yet we still have no friendship? The atmosphere in Birmingham is becoming more and more open."

Nan Song is full of yin and yang.

Luo Junheng frowned when he heard this, "Who told you? Catherine May Boulanger?"

"if not?"

It was rare for Nan Song to be strong-willed in front of her eldest brother, "She must have regarded me as a love rival. She came over and said a lot of incomprehensible things to me. Anyway, it was just some little woman's tricks."

Luo Junheng's expression was cold, and his thin lips pursed into a thin line, as if he was extremely reluctant to mention that woman.

"Brother."

Seeing that her eldest brother was not in a very good mood, Nan Song lowered his voice and stopped making strange accents.

She said: "I am not a pedantic person. My sister-in-law has been gone for so many years. If you want to start a new relationship, we will support you. But you should have a higher perspective on people, and you can't be selective about what you eat.
Chapter completed!