The little guy didn't make him angry, but felt close.

Cheng Xiaobao sat cross-legged on his abdomen, Shui Gulu's eyes looked at him.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Shiting asked in a gentle voice as much as possible, but he was cold by nature, and even gentle words would inevitably be cool.

"Don't be angry when you say that." Xiaobao's young face struggled a little.

"What did the emperor on TV say? I forgive you for your innocence."

"Uncle Yan, my dad is the emperor, you are all eunuchs..." The little guy was dissatisfied. It was still unhappy last time to ward off his dead dad.

Yan Shiting just wanted to have a soft face, "How can I be an eunuch? Little thing, do you know what an **** is?"

"I didn't say it last time, it was the kind of man without JJ."

"You look like I don't?"

"Like." The little guy nodded in conscience.

Yan Shiting really wanted to hit his little ass, but he couldn't bear to hit it.

He sat up sharply, surrounded Xiao Bao with his iron arms, sat his small body on his lap, then grabbed his little hand, and touched his crotch to prove it with facts.

Xiao Bao's mouth opened instantly in an "O" shape.

"I believe it?" Yan Shiting sneered.

Xiaobao Canliang's eyes were full of doubts, "Uncle Yan, why is your bird so big? Mine is so small?"

The little hand pulled off his crotch and looked at it, his mouth flat and small, "According to the weight of the touch, woo... I want to cry."

Yan Shiting laughed dumbly, and Sen Han's face was full of joy unconsciously. "Then cry."

"Humph." He sighed in the nose of Xiaobao this time. "Your bird is big because you are big."

"I'm not a bird, but a big bird!" Yan Shiting solemnly corrected. Called by a little fart boy birdie, the uninformed person thought his **** was really small.

He compared it. For his second son, every time he takes a bath in the bathhouse, he ranks second, and no one ranks first. Looking at the actor in the European and American non-ferrous blockbuster movies, he can fight to win.

Of course, since the burn, he has never been to the public bath. It's not too boring to compare the size of the second child.

"The big bird is great, and the big bird is useless." The little guy disagreed.

"It's more useful." Yan Shiting is not good at giving Xiaobao a lesson in **** early. "Do not believe and ask your mother."

"Your bird, why should you ask my mother?" Xiao Baohuo didn't understand, "I will cut it for you one day and bring it to ask?"

Yan Shiting suddenly felt a chill, and his spine became cold. "Don't do it. Without the second child, it wouldn't be a man. It would be better to die than a man."

Cheng Xiaobao pointed to the window, "If you want to jump off the building, please hurry up early, don't blame my mother." His mother wanted to formally accept him.

He was serious and very solemn, "Cheng Xiaobao, birds can never be cut. For men, it is more painful than death. Understand?"

"It's too esoteric, I don't understand enough." Xiao Bao grunted, "Isn't it just to cut you a piece of meat? Don't be willing to do it."

Yan Shiting is full of black lines, and his face is depressed. He wants to strangle the rabbit. How does Cheng Yingxuan teach?

"It's not a question of reluctance to wait for a bit of meat...you will understand when you grow up!"

"Alas." Xiao Bao's tone was not teachable, "This is what adults say, but just ask the children to grow up...I'm not from your country, I'll get my mother to get up."