At that time, he was still young, and Si Jiamu didn't understand why Song Yuhao, his aunt's son and his cousin, hated him so much. Later, when he grew up, he gradually understood.

Not everyone can accept sharing their parents' love with other children, but Song Yuhao is the most extreme one he has ever seen.

Don't want to, what's the use of thinking about it now?

Si Jiamu turned over and sighed helplessly.

I knew I shouldn't provoke Song Yuhao.But if you don't provoke him, Ke Haoyan's incident...

Si Jiamu didn't think too much about it anymore. In order for the future cooperation to go smoothly, he felt that it was necessary to adjust his mentality.

He opened Weibo, thought for a long time, and clicked on [Song Yuhao]'s Weibo.

Unexpectedly, it is a very literary style. Most of the photos are landscape photos. Occasionally, one or two selfies with strange angles will be sent. The image of a cool rapper on stage doesn't fit at all.

Si Jiamu clicked on the comment, and sure enough, it was full of Qing Yishui's accusations and compliments, treating a 1.8-meter man as a 1.2-meter child to praise, what [Mom loves you] [Son is so cute] almost bloodbathed comment area.

Si Jiamu sneered, if these people knew the devilish deeds Song Yuhao had done to him before, they wouldn't dare to recognize this "son".

He didn't watch it for long, and felt a little bored, so he withdrew, found a few masterpieces of Song Yuhao and listened to them for a while, and checked them on Baidu, even if he understood, it wouldn't be too embarrassing to meet.

Thinking of meeting, Si Jiamu's mood was depressed again, the door was suddenly opened, he sank, and a sticky voice sounded in his ear, "Jiamu, what are you doing? I haven't come out for a long time, I have been looking for you just now. "

"Ke Haoyan, is the rapper's smoking voice used in this way?" Si Jiamu was in a bad mood, and was even more unhappy being suppressed like this. He couldn't help but speak with a heavier tone. Like a loach, he slid to the other side and reached out to hug him very smoothly.

"Jiamu, I'm a little sleepy." When Ke Haoyan said this, his eyes were closed, but his voice became softer. Si Jiamu paused before pushing his hand away, and finally stopped in midair.

Forget it, since you are sleepy, then don't pursue it.

But after only a moment, Si Jiamu regretted it.

I knew that this guy was a restless and kind person, and he used his hand to fumble around for a short time. He didn't feel Si Jiamu's refusal, and even worse, he simply raised his legs and locked Si Jiamu in his arms.

Even if Si Jiamu is a piece of wood, he should know what's going on now.

He took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and smashed Ke Haoyan away in one fell swoop.

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