Chapter 137 The charming lady of the Republic of China: The evil second brother (27)

What does it mean to complain first, Jiaoyang fully demonstrated it.

Sheng Cheng put down the phone and put on a gorgeous military jacket. He came to the window and looked at the endless blue sky.

"Young Marshal," someone stepped in, holding a document in his hand, "These are the peace letters sent from various places."

Sheng Cheng picked up a few of them and glanced at them casually, saying coldly and distantly, "I know."

What turned around was a face that was roughly 40-50% similar to Sheng Zheng's. It was even more mature, with features that were deeper, more upright, and had sharp edges and corners.

He put down the documents, came to the desk and put on black leather gloves, "I'll leave the matters here to you for now."

"What about you?" The visitor was slightly startled.

The corners of the man's mouth were slightly hooked, and his cold eyes seemed to melt into water in an instant, "There is a child at home who is having a tantrum with someone, I will go back and deal with it first."

After Sheng Zheng left, Jiaoyang hung up the phone and stayed alone in the room, hugging herself into a ball and looking at the mess on the ground in trance.

There was no sound coming from the room for a long time.

The noise they made just now was so loud, and Sheng Zheng slammed the door and left, Jiaoyang didn't believe Sheng Xiao didn't hear it.

Sheng Xiao had been lingering at the door for a long time, hesitating for a long time. After all, he was still worried that Jiaoyang would not be able to think about it, so he opened the door.

At a glance, he saw Jiaoyang curled up on the corner of the bed, wrapped in a quilt, her big eyes looking at him, looking pitiful no matter how she looked at him.

Sheng Xiao clenched his fists instantly, but he smiled jokingly and walked towards her: "I remember that someone said before that as long as she wants a man, she will never get it."

But now you have done everything, even flying moths to the flame, but what did you get in the end?

My silly sister, he is no more majestic than others, he is a heartless man. He may seem affectionate, but in reality he is more ruthless than anyone else.

He bent down and touched Jiaoyang's hair with a smile, "Why don't you stop playing with Sheng Zheng, come with me. I can play more tricks than Sheng Zheng. I'm still young. Sheng Zheng is older, so I'm sure

I can’t keep up with your pace.”

"Scoundrel!" Jiaoyang threw the pillow on him and rolled her eyes at him. She hated men who made sarcastic remarks afterwards.

Sheng Xiao caught the pillow and was silent for a long time, just looking down at her.

Then he half-crouched down, letting her eyes meet his, and a face that looked exactly like Sheng Zheng's was magnified in front of her. Jiaoyang suddenly realized that the two brothers looked so similar.

It's just that their temperaments are completely different, so people often overlook this.

"Can you really only see the second brother in your eyes? Can't you really look at me? I'm not any worse looking than him."

He was still smiling, but that smile seemed far-fetched. In the end, under her gaze, Sheng Xiao couldn't laugh anymore.

He stood up, his eyes extremely dark. He came to the side and picked up the cards scattered on the ground one by one.

Sheng Xiao looked at it with deep eyes. He held the cards and came to Jiaoyang again. He half-crouched and counted the cards in his hand one by one: "Jiaoyang, let's play a game."

Jiaoyang looked at him and tilted her head.

He raised the corners of his mouth, clearly smiling, but the emotion he revealed was so sad, "Play a game. Draw cards to see who has the higher number. The loser will have to fight with the winner and say "I love you"

Your game."
Chapter completed!