Shen Ling'er put down her feet and squatted next to the boy in red. She stretched her little hands into his arms and pulled at him.
It actually made him dig out a lot of things.
"Mom, what is this?"
"Mom, is this useful?"
"Mother..."
Shen Rumei rubbed his eyebrows in worry and reached out to pick up his son: "What good things can he have, and what can be as good as the treasures your adoptive father made for you? Throw away all these rags quickly, we don't want to Throw this person away.”
"oh."
Shen Ling'er immediately threw away everything in her hands obediently.
The boy in red was so angry that he rolled his eyes again.
Rags!
This ghost girl actually looks down on her own treasures and calls them rags!
When these things were brought to the world, none of them would be snatched up like rare treasures, but she just threw them away like rags.
"Mom, what should I do with this ugly monster?" Shen Ling'er pointed at the boy in red.
Ugly, ugly, weird!
The boy in red recited these three words fiercely in his heart, his eyes piercing Shen Linger's face like a knife.
Little Guitou, just wait and say these three words, I’m not done with you!
If I can’t be your father in this life, my surname will be Shen!
"Well."
Shen Rumei was also thinking about this issue.
She frowned and looked at the boy in red.
This guy has been pestering her for three years, like a dog-skin plaster, he can't be beaten or scolded, and he can't run away.
If you really want to kill him, it seems like he didn't do anything heinous.
But if he is spared his life, he will be entangled to catch up next time.
Got it!
"Good son, take off his clothes." She said, putting her son down on the ground.
"Take off your clothes?" Shen Ling'er glanced at the boy in red with a look of reluctance, "Mom, he's too ugly. I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty." He shook his white and tender little hands.
"Men and women are not intimate. If I take off his clothes, then he will become your father. Are you willing?" Shen Rumei glanced at her son sideways.
"I don't want to!"
As soon as Shen Ling'er heard this, she immediately jumped on the young man in red. Her white and tender hands began to tear at the young man in red's clothes, tearing off his clothes and then his trousers.
Although he is small, his hands and feet are very nimble. He uses two or three handfuls, and the fair skin of the boy in red is exposed to the air.
The boy in red was scared to death.
If his whole body hadn't been as stiff as a stone, and even his tongue was stiff, he would have screamed for mercy.
Nothing about saving face is as important as pants.
"Good son, leave him a fig leaf." Fortunately, Shen Rumei said something in time and saved him.
Shen Ling'er stopped pulling off his underwear and asked in confusion: "Mom, what is a fig leaf?"
"Here, this is what you're holding on to." Shen Rumei glanced sideways.
Tsk tsk, he is a grown man with snow-white and pink skin all over his body. I don’t know how many girls would envy him.
But why do men have such delicate skin
"Mom, do you think he is a man or a woman?" Shen Ling'er tilted her head and looked at the boy in red who had been stripped down to a pair of shorts.
"What do you think?"
"Like a man, like a woman, ah, by the way, I know, he is a eunuch!" Shen Ling'er suddenly clapped her hands and laughed.
The boy in red cursed in his heart.
You are the eunuch, and all your family are eunuchs!
"Eunuch?" Shen Rumei couldn't help but glance at the underwear of the boy in red.
Look, there's something there, it doesn't look like a eunuch.