Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 363 - 330: Once Worn, Can’t Be Taken Off

The clothes I’m wearing are also...

It’s New Year’s, shouldn’t everyone wear new clothes?

The style of this sweater, the style of these skirt-pants, aren’t they a bit too outdated?

And then...

She seemed to have glanced disdainfully at that woman named Guo Tong just now...

Since that woman is Su Xiaomeng’s aunt, shouldn’t she also be her aunt?

Shan Mingxu licked his lips, his eyes darting around, dragging his feet over to her side, leaning back on the sofa, and in an instant, the spot beside Su Jin sank slightly.

Su Jin turned her head to look at him...

"What’s up?"

Shan Mingxu cleared his throat. Right now, everyone’s attention was on Guo Tong and Yin Bowen, so it was a good time, right?

Straightening up, abruptly leaning close, just about to speak—

"Bro, why are you leaning so close to Xiao Jin?"

Shan Minglang said, squeezing himself in between Su Jin and Shan Mingxu.

"Xiao Jin, what are you looking at? Ah, Grandma’s book... This English original, it’s a headache to read, isn’t it?"

Shan Mingxu took a deep breath, helplessly leaning back on the sofa, and then watched as the lively Shan Minglang chatted sporadically with Su Jin.

The perfect opportunity was missed just like that.

And after finishing dinner, everyone went to their rooms, and he still hadn’t found a chance to be alone with Su Jin.

Su Jin went to stay at Jun Garden, and Shan Mingxu thought he would go to Jun Garden later to find her, but unexpectedly, he was stuck with Shan Minglang all night.

Asking this and that.

"If you really want to know about the military, why don’t you go yourself?"

"Bro, why are you so impatient?"

Shan Mingxu took a deep breath and flopped onto the bed, "I just got home today, I want to rest early, you should hurry back to your room and sleep."

Shan Minglang saw how... cold his brother was!

His fragile heart seemed to suffer a thousand hits, feeling instantly distressed...

Seeing that Shan Minglang hadn’t left, Shan Mingxu couldn’t help but glance at him, then was surprised, "What, what are you doing?"

Only to see Shan Minglang start undressing in his room.

Shan Minglang stripped down to just his SpongeBob yellow triangle briefs, then slid into Shan Mingxu’s bed, wrapping his arms around him, "Bro, I think we need to get closer, you’ve grown distant from me..."

"Damn it, get off me, stop touching everywhere!"

Shan Mingxu spent his days on base, surrounded by men every time he opened and closed his eyes, he was fed up with seeing guys.

This Shan Minglang even stripped down and stuck to him, even though they were identical twins, he found it uncomfortable.

Shan Minglang stubbornly refused, "Why, bro, didn’t we always sleep like this before?"

"Hurry and get down!"

"They must teach hand-to-hand combat in the army, right?"

"If you wanted me to get off, you would’ve kicked me off already!"

Shan Mingxu looked helplessly at the ceiling...

"Bro, you didn’t do anything dangerous in the army, did you?"

Shan Minglang suddenly asked.

Shan Mingxu’s heart skipped a beat, then he laughed, "What dangerous things could I do? Who doesn’t know my grandfather is Yin Shaohui? Who could make me do dangerous things?"

"Is it hard for you in the military?"

"...It’s okay."

"Bro, don’t go back to the army after the New Year, okay? Every time you go, Mom and Dad worry about you so much..."

Shan Mingxu could hear the sincerity and concern in Minglang’s words...

But he couldn’t bring himself to make comforting promises.

He just said, "Minglang, I didn’t understand before what Grandpa meant by the military having a soul..."

"Later, when I put on the uniform, I realized there really are clothes like this in the world... once you put them on, you can’t take them off."

"It’s hard to describe the feeling, but I just feel that place, that single-person bed is my belonging. A more important belonging than home..."

"Minglang, maybe this is what Grandpa meant by... the military soul. Can you understand?"

Shan Mingxu turned his head, only to see that little Minglang had already fallen asleep, holding tightly onto his brother.

With his hands resting behind his head, Mingxu could only sigh and give up the idea of looking for Su Jin.

The next morning, before six o’clock, Shan Mingxu was already awake.

Minglang’s sleeping posture was still terrible, and having the heater on all night was too dry, so they turned it off in the middle of the night.

The weather was still cold, so Minglang curled into a small ball, the quilt kicked far away.

Mingxu, suddenly returning home and sleeping in such a cozy large bed, found himself a bit uncomfortable, and since he was used to getting up early, he couldn’t sleep in even if he wanted to.

Covering Minglang with the quilt, he put on a sports shirt, laced up his sneakers, and went out for a run.

The Yin Mansion was huge, running a loop around it was at least three to four kilometers.

With the long winter nights, even after six, the sky was still just gray, and to his surprise, someone got up even earlier than him, Su Jin.

She dressed lightly, her messy pear haircut tied up with a hairband, looking surprisingly refreshing.

Her forehead was sweaty, looking like she had been running for quite a while.

Shan Mingxu looked around, and since there was no one else, he quickly caught up with her, running to her side. Su Jin turned her head at the sound...

Shan Mingxu wearing just a sport shirt, his well-built physique was evident, standing over 1.8 meters tall, looking almost twice the size of Su Jin.

Su Jin wasn’t wearing glasses at that moment but didn’t mistake Shan Mingxu for Shan Minglang.

The difference in aura between people is probably like this, even when standing silently, they feel different.

"Shan Mingxu..."

Su Jin slowed down, eventually coming to a stop.

"Hmm."

Shan Mingxu responded and then said, "You’re doing morning exercises too, what a coincidence."

Su Jin blinked, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and looked at Shan Mingxu...

The directness of her gaze made Shan Mingxu uncomfortable.

"Something up?"

"Just saying hello during the morning exercise, no need to be so guarded, right?"

"Sorry..."

Su Xiaomeng pursed her lips, looked at him, and then said, "I thought you were going to remind me not to mention that you hid your military uniform—mm!"

Shan Mingxu quickly covered Su Jin’s mouth, "Shh..."

Su Jin frowned, and Shan Mingxu let go of her, "Well... I’m not hiding a military uniform, it’s just—"

"Oh ho ho ho..."

Shan Mingxu hadn’t even finished speaking when an old man’s peculiar laugh rose behind them.

It made Shan Mingxu instinctively tense up!

Turning around, he saw it was Grandpa Yin leaning on a cane, strolling leisurely towards them.

He was wearing a set of white martial arts attire and appeared to have just finished practicing Tai Chi.

"Did you arrange to exercise together? You just met yesterday, didn’t you?"

"No, just happened to bump into each other."

Su Jin replied and noticed how lightly Yin Shaohui was dressed, she couldn’t help but ask, "Grandpa Yin, you better hurry back inside, the mist is chilly."

"No worries, I’m used to it. Mingxu, after you finish morning exercises, bring Xiao Jin to Zheng Garden for breakfast."

"No need, Grandpa Yin, I’m about to go back for a shower, Shan Mingxu just came out."

Shan Mingxu looked at Su Jin, this woman sure is stubborn, huh?

"Oh, alright, then you go ahead."

Su Jin nodded, glanced at Shan Mingxu again, then turned and ran towards Jun Garden.

Shan Mingxu was about to say he was headed that way too, but Yin Shaohui stopped him, "Mingxu, wait, Grandpa has something to say to you."

"Huh?"

Shan Mingxu really felt like hitting his head against the wall!

He wanted to say a few words to Su Jin, why was it so difficult?

"Are you getting used to life in the special forces?"

Shan Mingxu’s back stiffened instantly.

Yin Shaohui glanced at him, let out a light hum, and continued walking forward...

Shan Mingxu took a deep breath and followed him.

Turns out... Grandpa already knew.

After New Year’s Eve, it’s the first day of the new year.

After lunch, the Yin Family set off to Jiuling Mountain.

The ancestral tablets on the mountain all needed tending.

Shuangshuang stuck close to grandma and grandpa, so Yin Shixiu and Su Xiaomeng took Shuangshuang and Huang Huang to sit in the extended car with the two elders.

Su Xiaomeng initially couldn’t figure out why Shuangshuang was so clingy with grandma and grandpa, but soon discovered that Shuangshuang had a big red envelope tucked in her arms, held very tightly.

Xiao Meng thought the little girl was too young to understand "money," but when she reached out for the red envelope, the little girl instantly became very guarded.

She twisted her body, leaned into grandma’s embrace, and muttered, "Baby... money!"

Wow... just wow...

Su Xiaomeng burst into laughter.

Shuangshuang didn’t understand why Su Xiaomeng was laughing, but soon she joined in the laughter too.

Prince Huang, with his big black eyes, saw mom reaching for Shuangshuang’s red envelope. When Shuangshuang refused, he immediately took out his own big red envelope, struggling on Yin Shixiu’s lap...

Yin Shixiu loosened his grip, and Prince Huang rushed over to Su Xiaomeng, stuffed the big red envelope into Xiao Meng’s hands, then climbed back onto Yin Shixiu.

After sitting down, he stared at Su Xiaomeng with wide eyes, seemingly waiting for her reaction.

Xiao Meng was so moved she almost cried...

"Huang Huang really knows how to show filial piety!"

Su Xiaomeng leaned over and kissed Prince Huang’s forehead, but Prince Huang with a high and cold demeanor looked out the window, then secretly touched his forehead with his hand.

The glass window reflected Prince Huang’s mysterious smile.

No comparison, no harm.

Shuangshuang was a bit unwilling to give mom the money, but seeing her brother being cherished, she felt a little sad.

Her little face showed a slightly embarrassed expression.

Holding her red envelope, her little hand wanted to reach out but couldn’t...

She secretly glanced at Su Xiaomeng several times, caught in her own little dilemma.

Su Xiaomeng didn’t notice the little girl’s thoughts, simply basking in the happiness of having a filial son.

The car climbed the mountain, and with many winding roads, Xiao Meng started feeling dizzy.

Yin Shixiu pulled her close, "Are you okay?"

Su Xiaomeng shook her head, but her stomach was truly uncomfortable.

"Xiao Meng didn’t get carsick before, right?"

Zhou Mengqin asked.

Su Xiaomeng glanced at Zhou Mengqin, then chuckled lightly.

This puzzled the two elders, "What’s the matter?"

Su Xiaomeng cleared her throat and said, "Shixiu and I actually wanted to tell you yesterday, but then forgot... Mom, I’m... pregnant again."

"Pregnant? A... a Little San?"

Yin Shaohui had been resting with his eyes closed, but upon hearing Su Xiaomeng’s words, he immediately opened his eyes.