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Kexin sits on the bed and plays with her doll Nanchen Night. No, she is very clever when she is alone. She has never left Nanchen Night Room for a whole afternoon. If she is tired of playing with it, she will turn on the TV and watch the program. After amnesia, she is like a curious baby. She is very curious about what programs she sees.

Especially that kind of youth idol drama, she likes it very much. Every time after watching Kexin, she blushes like a girl who has just fallen in love and runs to Nanchen Night to say "Uncle …" Realizing that she called her wrong name, Kexin quickly changed her name to "Not my brother!" Kexin is not white. He is so much older than himself, but uncle insists that she call him brother! She likes to call uncle, but every time she calls him, she looks ugly. But after calling uncle several times, she becomes a good boy and becomes a brother!
Although Nan Chenye doesn’t like her calling her brother very much, he prefers her brother to uncle.
Seeing her little daughter’s cute appearance, Nan Chen twisted her eyebrows unconsciously and vaguely felt that she would be angry again and asked, "What is it?"
Kexin is shy and bowed his head and then said, "Brother, I’m in love! Nan Chen night suddenly changed color after listening to it, so it’s nothing good! He immediately asked fiercely who it was. I can’t wait to cut that man to pieces at once.
Kexin saw that his face was not good-looking, so he took his hand and ran to the camera. "My brother is him. Oh, he is so handsome. I like him very much!"
Section 259
Nan Chen’s night was not happy, but even more annoyed. She immediately turned her eyes and held her red face in a serious way. "Little things don’t like other men except my brother!
Do you know? "
Kexin looked at him piteously. "Brother, why don’t I like others?"
This remark stopped Nan Chen at night and asked him if he was caught off guard. He didn’t know how to answer her, and even he didn’t know what he was.
桑拿"What my brother said is that he can’t remember?"
Chapter 250: Brother deceives people.
Kexin blinked his eyes. "Can I fall in love with my brother?"
Nanchen night showed a shock and stared at her eyes carefully. "Do you like your brother?"
"I like it!"
"Does that brother like me?" Do you like it? He thought he should like it! Otherwise, your heart will beat so fast and you still have such a strong possessiveness for her?
"Does my brother like me?" Kexin repetition
"Is it important to you?" Nan Chen night asked softly
"Of course, Kexin likes his brother and his brother also likes Kexin!"
Seeing Nan Chen staring at her at night but not talking, I am so happy and anxious. "Brother, answer me quickly!" "
Nan Chen night thought for a moment and said, "I like it!" When he finished these two words, he was stunned.
Dialogue like this will be performed from time to time every day, especially after watching it, Kexin will learn something she doesn’t seem to know every time.
Like stealing a kiss and then wearing a bath towel, gouyin learned from sight that every time Nan Chen night was vented in a fire so that he could take a shower. After several times, Nan Chen night simply banned all those idol theaters with youth.
Kexin looked at it for a few times and saw nothing good! She’s frowning. It’s so strange recently. She loves watching shows and doesn’t play them.
She thought it was easy to talk, so she went to the cupboard and tiptoed to get the comics. All these girl comics were ordered to buy by Nanchen Night. Of course, he really didn’t know that the current girl comics were really that.
Kexin leafed through the more she looked back, the more she felt blushing.
Touching her rosy face, she looked at the cartoons and suddenly remembered her brother and her.
My brother sometimes touches her like a cartoon, kisses her and …
Kexin went on leafing through it, and his face turned whiter and whiter … and that scary thing with his brother didn’t seem right. It was much smaller and finer than my brother’s.
I swallowed saliva, but I was glad to see that I was afraid of coming and going to close, and I didn’t know what my hand was out of control and turned over a few pages.
Oh, my God. What, that guy, that scary thing, would shove it at that pretty girl?
Looking at the girl’s painful face, she frowned happily. Is she in pain?
She must be screaming!
It doesn’t seem right. Does she look so comfortable?
These gestures are so strange and embarrassing!