"But you are not my daddy," Shen Qingci turned his face, she wanted daddy.

Shen Wenhao couldn't help but scratch his head. He clearly looked the most like his father, and he always said that his father had no dog son. How would he look like his father in the future? That would definitely be the same as his father.

What to do? He asked Shen Qingrong with his eyes. Shen Qingrong shook her head. She didn't know that she hadn't encountered such a thing. They were all the big girls who were in the sedan chair for the first time.

Last year, they didn't have any sisters, but this year my father brought them such a little sister. They were cautious on weekdays, just for fear of falling down, and even more for fear that such a young sister would not be able to support her. What should I do?

"I think of a way to go," Shen Wenhao scratched his head again. However, even if his head was scratched, it would not be a problem. If he punched his right hand, the three cobblers could always beat Zhuge Liang.

Xiao Si, go and invite Xiao Jun and Mr. Song to come over, and say I have something to do to discuss with them.

When Shen Wenhao's book boy heard this, he quickly ran out cleverly. Shen Wenhao walked into the study room again, stood there and thought about it hard. Until Yu Wenxu and Song Mingjiang arrived, they were almost going to swear when they saw him inside.

"Shen Conghao, what are you doing, Dongshi imitates me?"

"What are you imitating?" Shen Wenhao, who was wearing a beard on his face, gave the two a look, "A Ning woke up, but she wanted her father. You also know that my father has not come back to lead the troops to the war."

"I'm afraid that she will cry again, but I'm just making her happy. Maybe it can get better soon. Don't stand there, please help me see where else I don't look like my father?"

"Tell the truth?"

Song Mingjiang put his hand beside his mouth and coughed lightly. In fact, it was because he was too hard to bear laughter. If Shen Conghao had not been eager to protect his sister, he would have really laughed.

"Of course it's the truth," Shen Wenhao looked at the mirror and struggled to stick a fake beard on his face. In fact, it was horse hair. He was only eleven years old and was a half-aged child. How could he have a beard? Although his body had grown, no matter how he looked at it, he could not be a middle-aged man. Only if he was blind would he regard a young man as a middle-aged uncle.

Song Mingjiang coughed lightly again.

Shen Wenhao was impatient, "Tell me quickly, where is there any difference in me?" He turned around and straightened his body, which was exactly what he was like, "Look, am I not very majestic? I am exactly the same as my father."

"Actually..." Song Mingjiang was still embarrassed.

"Yeah," Shen Wenhao grinned his teeth, "Let me say, where isn't it like me? I'll change it."

"Yes," what Song Mingjiang would say, he was afraid of being fisted.

"Your appearance is really..."

He shook his head, "It's really a joy to have a word, it doesn't look like it at all, and there is no place like it."

"Haha..." Yu Wenxu finally couldn't help but slap the wall, laughing like he was going to be fucked. Can they be stupid? The two of them are so different in shape. Can they still be majestic? General Shen is so majestic, but Shen Wenhao is not majestic, that's just a monkey show. The whole armor has to be stuffed with a beard on his face. What kind of beard is that? It's not cut from a dog, right?

Shen Wenhao twitched his horn, "It really doesn't look like it?"

And the two nodded at the same time, they really had a tacit understanding.
Chapter completed!