Chapter 769: 769
“Oh, please stop asking . ” Slightly embarrassed, Yun Shishi tried to gloss over the explanation for such behavior .
Just when she thought that this was the end of it, Little Yichen’s face showed a more confounded look .
“Why can’t I ask?”
Youyou suddenly put down the utensils in his hands and flicked his brother’s forehead with his fingertip . “You fool, what daddy and mommy did is called kissing . Kissing! Geddit?”
“Oh! That’s kissing; I got it now!” The boy slapped his head . “I saw that on TV before . They were kissing, huh . I get it now!”
The younger twin eyed at the older twin dully, thinking inside that the latter was stupid beyond help .
Mu Yazhe glared disdainfully at his older son, too .
No comparison, no harm done .
Compared to the younger boy, the older kid’s intelligence was hardly worth mentioning .
There was a way to describe folks like that: Simple-minded brawn .
Yichen was a rare genius when it came to military affairs . He could accurately dismantle a Desert Eagle down to its last component with his eyes closed in ten seconds, but he could not solve a simple math problem in the same timeframe .
His two sons were the rarest of the rare .
This was especially for the younger twin with his black-bellied tendency .
His unscrupulous nature was exceptional among those of the same age; others could never be sure what he was plotting behind their backs while wearing his signature smile .
It was hard to pinpoint whom he had inherited his logic-defying IQ and EQ .
A Chinese idiom likened this phenomenon of the next generation excelling the previous one to Yangtze river’s relentless waves .
The younger son was out to get his old man dead on the Yangtze banks…
“I’m full . ”
Youyou put down his cutlery and rubbed his full tummy with much satisfaction .
He felt full from eating too much tonight .
His brother followed suit . He, too, had too much for dinner; this was especially when his mother deshelled the crab meat and nicely drizzled sauce over it .
The food was simply too tempting for him . As a result, his stomach got bloated from holding too much food .
Both started to feel sleepy after having such a sumptuous meal .
Clearly, their energy was spent from a day of activities since afternoon until just before dinner .
Youyou was especially tired; he could not keep his eyelids from shutting after a few audible yawns .
The mother eyed her two sons and pinched their cheeks, asking, “Sleepy?”
“Eh . ” The older kid leaned against his chair as he leisurely enjoyed the sea breeze .
He wished he could drift into dreamland right now .
“Mommy, Youyou is sleepy now . Mommy will sleep with Youyou, okay?” Her son tugged at her sleeve and asked petulantly .
He enjoyed listening to her telling him a bedtime story before sleep .
To him, it was the happiest thing to drift off while listening to her gentle voice .
“You can’t . ” His father immediately objected .
His older brother protested straightaway, too . “You can’t! You can’t!”
This time around, the father and son were on the same side .
Youyou stared at them glumly and pouted his little pink lips . “Why? Why can’t I?”
“You’re already seven and too old to sleep with mommy . Shame on you!” his brother accused .
“I’ve always slept with mommy,” he refuted indignantly .
“I don’t care . Anyway, I object to you sleeping with mommy!” His brother was wide awake by then . With his arms akimbo, he started to argue with his twin .
“On what grounds are you objecting to this? If mommy doesn’t sleep with me, is she going to sleep with you, then?” He gave him a spiteful look .
His brother crossed his arms proudly, nodding . “Of course! Isn’t this what we have agreed before our game? Whoever wins will sleep with mommy; I won that game today!”
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