Comprehensive comic: The story of the growth of a boy controlled by his brother

It was a maid who specialized in taking care of Keigo Jibe, named Motokawa Chachako.

"Sir, it's not good, go back quickly,"

Cha Chazi said breathlessly.

Shinichi put away his smile, and in an instant, the momentum of the head of the Jibe family exploded in all directions, and he anxiously took a few steps forward, asking as he went, "What's wrong?"

"Yes, something happened...... No, it's not that the eldest young master has an accident, it's that you don't bring back the little young master Jingguang, the eldest young master Jingwu... Young Master Jingwu is about to kill all sides in your study!" "

What???Why did he suddenly remember to enter my study?"

Shinichi Shinichi paused, then nodded to the bodyguard beside him, and said, "Inform Xiaolin (the bodyguard who secretly protects Jingguang) and Matsushita (Jingguang's personal maid) to bring the little young master back as soon as possible." The

bodyguard listened to the order and took out the walkie-talkie on his body to contact Xiao Lin over there.

Shinichi Keibe quickened his pace and walked back, and asked, "What's the matter?Where is Keigo now?" The

maid hurriedly followed the head of the house, and replied, "When I'm leaving, the eldest young master, I'm smashing antiques in your study

!!..."

He thought as he hurried to the study.

When I came to the door of the study, I saw an anxious butler greet him.

The butler said, "I'm sorry, sir. The young master ordered me to wait outside, this vase... The young master was about to be broken, and I carried him out, but because of this, I was ordered to wait outside..."

Then he hurriedly opened the door of the study.

The sight that caught his eye made him and the butler breathe a sigh of relief.

On the ground, Keigo Keibe was holding a gorgeous fountain pen and scribbling on the document!

There was also a discarded pen holder on the ground, and all kinds of pens in it were opened one by one and scribbled and discarded on the ground.

Shinichi Jibe: "..."

, his face was silent, in fact, he was already screaming in his heart:

The old man's Ming Zhou made fish, dragon, sea beast, red sandalwood pen holder!!,

that he spent 55.2 million yuan to auction

!! and my Aurora Diamante Fountain Pen!!

I bought a limited edition of 2 million US dollars

One a year!!And the documents to be processed today!

If I remember correctly, there is a contract of 13.6 billion yen in it!!!

"Keigo Keibe!!" Shinichi Keibe shouted, and hurriedly stepped forward to take down the strange Keigo

and put it on the ground in a

rude but very steady manner.

"Ahh

"He'll be here in a moment, tell me why you broke my pen holder, and my fountain pen first! The one in your hand that has a fork, it's the Aurora Diamante Fountain Pen!!"

Keigo Kibe glanced at the fountain pen in his hand, and just saw that it was gorgeous and in line with his own aesthetics, so he was willing to hold it in the palm of his hand and draw it for a while!

Otherwise, I'll come back next time!"

he threatened.

Shinichi Shinichi was angry and wanted to laugh, but in his heart he was actually proud of his child, who was already so smart and imposing at the age of three, but...

You're still tender, I'll let you know what ginger is or it's old and spicy!"

He took a few steps forward, grabbed Keigo Jibe, and then walked to the messy table, put him on the table, and slapped him on the fleshy little buttocks.

It's not heavy, but for Keigo Keibe, who has been pampered since he was a child, he wants the wind and the rain to get the rain, it's extremely insulting

!"Let go of me!

Seeing that he was really going to cry, Shinichi Shinichi Chibe let him go and put him on the ground.

Keigo Keibe covered his ass with his hands behind his back, looking at the leisurely Shinichi with disbelief and anger on his face, the roles of the two seemed to be reversed compared to just now.

"Brother?" a

familiar shout came from outside the door, accompanied by footsteps that were unusually familiar to both of them.

Da da da.

Keigo hurriedly turned his back and wiped away his tears, not wanting his younger brother to see his embarrassing side.

As early as he came to the staircase on the floor of the study, he couldn't wait to get off the ground from the arms of the bodyguard, and then ran to the study while calling out to his brother.

But....

After entering the study, Jingguang saw that his brother's eyes were red, and there were tears on his face and eyelashes that had not been wiped off.

“...... Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Jingguang In an instant, all the thoughts of wanting to complain to his brother flew away, he quickly ran to Jingwu's side, gently held his brother's face with both hands, and gently wiped away the remaining tears on his cheeks.

"Nothing, light, let's go.

Keigo Keibe took his brother's soft hand, and under his concerned eyes, his heart was filled with a little embarrassment and grievance

, but as his brother's pride, he was not allowed to be coquettish to his younger brother, so he could only stiffly change the topic and try to pull his younger brother away.

Seeing this, he didn't ask any more

, but after glancing around, he followed his brother out, and glanced back at the snickering Shinichi.

A cold sweat broke out behind Shinichi Shimibe, and he shivered inexplicably.

It seems that for a moment, I was frightened by Jingguang's eyes.

This inexplicable feeling was only for a moment.

Then, Shinichi felt that he was thinking too much, and he thought of Keigo's embarrassment just now, and he was amused and laughed, and decided to talk to his wife about today's big victory.

Although I lost some things, but it was all a drop in the bucket, and I happened to be tired of seeing some things recently, so I could change another batch from the warehouse!

Moreover, the young master, who has always been proud and gorgeous, actually cried his nose, it's a pity that I didn't take a camera to take a picture just now, and in the future, Jingwu's proper black history hahaha~

But, the president of the trace department

, maybe

, there is a sentence called,

happy and sad