Chapter 220

But facts have proved that Shen Yan really thinks too much.

Not to mention the sleeve, it's hard for him to get close to the Chuming mirror.

After several moves, Shen Yan was very tired. It suddenly occurred to him that he thought he had been a world-famous martial artist before. Now that he thought it was a joke, he should only have the Kung Fu of a three legged cat.

Chu Mingjing and Shen Yan were born on the same day, and they were the same age, only one hour apart.

But Shen Yan's malnutrition is like a dried bean sprout. Chu Mingjing eats well, moves much, and grows taller than his peers, even higher than Shen Yan.

Chu Mingjing looked at Shen Yan contemptuously and said haughtily, "you lost."

Shen Yan's skill is not as good as others, panting: "well, you won."

The emperor came over, wiped the sweat on Shen Yan's cheek with a handkerchief, and comforted him with a smile: "Sanlang, your fifth brother is very powerful. You can have ten moves with him Wulang let Laosan, he is very happy, two brothers get along well, he is very relieved.

Chu Mingjing stares at Shen Yan jealously, and Xiao Pang's hand gradually turns into a small fist. Why? It's clear that he won, but his father wiped sweat on him and comforted him! What about him?!! My father has been boasting of his power, and he has never wiped his sweat!

"My father is going to deal with government affairs. You two should go outside and play." The emperor said.

"Well." Shen Yan nodded with a smile.

"Here it is." Chu Mingjing said.

The emperor was dumbfounded, and the two brothers were too complementary. Sanlang is casual, but Wulang is always tense. It's good for them to play together and take each other with them.

Back garden.

Chu Mingjing sat on the stone table with one leg bent and one leg hanging naturally. He looked coldly at Lao San jumping there. Hum, childish! It's like being retarded!

Shen Yan jumped up and grabbed the leaves. He failed and tried again and again. He had a good time.

He thinks it's funny and funny. Ever since he realized that he was actually a straw bag, Shen Yan slowly settled down to get to know himself. Unexpectedly, he realized that he really had childlike innocence. Moreover, he was coquettish and cute. It was just like carving it into his bones.

Whether you are a man or a ghost, you should accept yourself.

Shen Biao used to be very lazy, so he didn't like to be a child.

But now, Shen Yancai is suddenly enlightened.

Why?

Mingming likes it. Mingming is just like that. Why dress up as something else?

At least, after recovering his nature, Shen Yan felt relaxed and happy, and even realized his last wish.

Having not been able to reach the leaves for a long time, Shen Yan glanced at Chu Mingjing, who had been sitting on the stone table with no expression on his face. His action was very handsome, but a five-year-old baby dressed up as such a pose had a strange joy, soft and funny.

"Fifth brother, please teach me martial arts."

Shen Yan plans to choose gloves with the seed of the throne. Although he is too lazy to practice martial arts, he still uses this excuse against his will in view of its better relationship.

"Why do you want me to teach you?" Chu Mingjing sat on the stone table, looking up at the third, coldly said, "you are so stupid."

Shen Yan doesn't care about a baby, but he still thinks he is too arrogant and domineering. He doesn't know what to respect.