double win

The Protoss, Kabaka, the Realm of the Protoss, the Palace of the King of the Protoss, and the bedroom of the King of the Protoss, Manzarella, are arguing about something.

"You guys, are you going to sleep or not?!" Manzarella's angry voice came.

"Don't sleep!" There were two immature but stubborn voices.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Manzarella asked with raised eyebrows.

"Hmm." The two children nodded repeatedly.

"Well, I don't care about you, you can do whatever you want!" Manzarella turned around and made a gesture to leave.

Hmph, if you don't believe me, you won't be fooled.

Manzarella hadn't walked a few steps before his nephew Komatsu grabbed a hand. Komatsu looked pitiful, begging while holding his uncle's hand.

"Uncle, don't go, Xiaosong knows he's wrong, Xiaosong is obedient, Xiaosong can go to sleep now, okay?"

"Good boy!" Manzarella stroked Komatsu's soft short golden hair.

"Yeah." Seeing his uncle boasting about him, Xiao Song nodded happily, so he dragged his uncle towards the bed.

Jiu Zhi on the side couldn't stand it anymore, secretly scolded the idiot brother, and went to stop the brother who was abducted by his uncle to bed and walked away with his uncle's hand.

"Uncle, brother, you seem to have forgotten me." Jiu Zhi said angrily, stretching out his fleshy little arms to block the way of his brother and uncle.

"Hehe...I didn't expect to forget you." Manzarella stretched out a hand to Jiuzhi, and let Jiuzhi go to sleep with him.

"Huh!" Jiu Zhi snorted and turned his head away, ignoring his uncle, staying where he was, not taking a step forward.

Xiao Song was speechless, "Jiu Zhi..."

God, how could he have such a younger brother who is ignorant of taste and ignorance of romance!Uh...he doesn't seem to understand much.

"Jiuzhi, be good, be obedient, and go to sleep with me." Manzarella suppressed the urge to kick his nephew Jiuzhi away, and coaxed the angry little nephew with a very gentle voice.

This little ancestor can't be beaten or scolded, so he can only hold it in his palm and coax him. Xiao Song is fine, he becomes obedient once he is coaxed, but he is very difficult to coax, the only way is to follow him and listen to him.

He had the urge to kick this kid away, but he had to endure it. If he couldn't bear it and hit him in a rage, I'm afraid he would file a complaint, and then the devil would find out, and then the devil would come to deal with him, and then The demon king was puzzled and then launched a war. In short, in a word, you can't beat, you can't scold, you can only coax.

"Jiuzhi, can you go to sleep with your uncle and brother?" Manzarella said patiently.

"No...sleep!" Jiuzhi said loudly, almost breaking his uncle's eardrums.

"You!" Manzarella was anxious, and he was about to hit Jiuzhi.

But when the slap fell on Jiuzhi, Manzarella's hand was grabbed by someone.

"You... who are you?" Manzarella appeared in front of a beautiful man with short to medium blond hair.

The beautiful man has a perfect and beautiful face. The beautiful man has fair skin, slender limbs, and a white casual outfit that sets off his tall but slightly thin figure.

The handsome man is holding Manzarella's slender wrist at this moment, and the light from the diamond stud on his left ear is in stark contrast to the wicked smile on his mouth.

He should not be underestimated, in Manzarella's view, he is definitely not as simple as being lazy and evil.

"Hehe, you actually asked who I am? Uncle, your memory is not very good!" The handsome man pulled Manzarella into his arms, and blew viciously into Manzarella's sensitive ears.

"you!"

"Let go of me!" Recognizing that the man in front of him is his nephew Xiaosong, Manzarella said struggling and resisting.

"Tsk tsk, it's not fun!" Shang Ichiro let go of Manzarella, and at the same time he let go, hooked Manzarella's chin and kissed Manzarella's lips, then quickly left and ran away Location far from Manzarella.

"Damn it, Shangichiro..." Manzarella wiped his lips, and took a step to teach the person who stole his kiss, but he was pulled away by a force behind him before he took a few steps, and he was pressed against the wall superior.

The nostrils were filled with the familiar refreshing mint smell of Jiuzhi, and Manzarella knew without even thinking about it that the person pressing him against the wall was the "grown up" Jiuzhi.

When he grew up, Jiu Zhi was extremely handsome, and the pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge did not look cumbersome, but added a gentle and elegant temperament to him. pride.

"Uncle, do you know who I am?" Jiuzhi said, leaning towards Manzarella.

"I know, you are Jiuzhi, my nephew." Manzarella said with slightly concealed disgust in his light purple eyes, pushing away Jiuzhi in front of him.

His body was pushed away, Jiuzhi was a little displeased, he stretched out his hand to pull Manzarella who turned to leave, but was stopped by his brother Shangichiro.

"Beat him unconscious first!" Shangichiro approached Jiuzhi and whispered to Jiuzhi.

Jiu Zhi nodded, "Yeah".

Brother was right, let's make uncle dizzy and erase his memory first, after all, there was some unhappiness between them just now.

Thinking of doing it, Jiuzhi and Shangichiro started to act, and Shangichiro started first.

"Master Uncle, didn't you agree to sleep?" Shangichiro quickly walked up to Manzarella and talked with Manzarella.

Manzarella nodded, "Okay."

"Let's go, Uncle." Shangichiro stretched out his hand.

"En." Manzarella held him back.

While leaving with Manzarella, Shoichiro gave his younger brother Hisachi a wink, ready to act.

Almost at the same time, Jiuzhi walked up behind Manzarella in a few steps, and slashed at the back of Manzarella's neck with a hand knife, and Manzarella fell into Shangichiro's arms.

"Brother..." Jiuzhi called out.

"Don't say anything, let's transform into a child first and then erase the memory of Uncle..."

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Manzarella woke up, and when he woke up, he saw two little nephews sleeping soundly on both sides of his body. Manzarella pulled the slipped quilt for the nephews, fell down and closed his eyes.

"Uh..." There was a sharp pain in the head, and the closed eyes opened. Manzarella touched the pain-free head after a while, and closed his eyes again.

He seemed to vaguely feel that he had forgotten something?There was a fault in his memory, and he still remembered that after a headache just now, there was a blank in his mind.