Chapter 1203

Chapter 1203 Sherman felt dizzy hearing him howling like a wolf. "What the hell are you singing?" Cody licked the lollipop in his hand, tilting his head as he lay on her lap. After thinking for a moment, he answered, "Auntie said it's called 'Super Happy', wow, I'm so happy!" Sherman's face darkened. Dream One day, many children at the same age as Cody came to the Wright's. They played games together happily. They played generals and guards in the game. Cody soiled his face. When Sherman and Kingsley returned, they saw their son look like a dirty thief. As soon as he saw Kingsley, Cody excitedly jumped over and put his dirty little hands on Kingsley's trousers. Sherman wanted to pull him away. Yet Kingsley picked him up with a broad smile, ignoring that his son was deliberately soiling his trousers. He tenderly wiped the dirt off Cody's little face. "What are you playing?" "General and robber." Cody's palms were soiled. Sherman was interested. The more she looked at her son, the more handsome and valiant she felt he was. She said, "Then my son must be the heroic general." Cody shook his head like a rattle and straightened his back. "No! I like to be a robber, but not a general. Everyone who passes through my place needs to give me money! I can eat and drink a lot. What's more, I have many wives! Oh, I'm so happy!" Sherman and Kingsley were lost for words. Sherman was close to tears, wondering whom Cody took after in character. Kingsley rubbed his eyebrows with a wry face. Was he so naughty as a boy? Growing Up Four-year-old Cody was less mischievous than before. He became reserved, behaving like an adult. Sherman sighed at Kingsley. "I miss the time when he was little. He was full of fun. Now he's just a replica of you, not lively at all!" "He's precocious." Kingsley could accept his son's change. "Do you think so? But he said there is a generation gap between us and him. He's only 5 now. What will happen when he's 15?" Sherman complained, "I said he used to be cute and likable. He told me he was so stupid at that time!" "You think too much..." Kingsley became even more charming with the years. He kissed her ears, carried her in his arms, and went upstairs... In the school. The students were discussing how the children were born. Only Cody was blandly flipping through the comic book. He was wearing a trench coat like a little prince in the fairy tale. After a long while, no conclusion could be reached. Everyone turned to look at Cody, who was omnipotent in their eyes. Cody was indifferent but was badgered by his classmates. After school, he picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom. The driver was already waiting outside. Returning to his room, he flung the schoolbag onto the sofa. Receiving the milk from his grandmother, he went straight upstairs with a camera. The door was unlocked. He pushed it open and walked in. Kingsley was lying prone on Sherman, having sex with her. Hearing the sound, they looked over and froze. "My classmates are curious," Cody said, looking very mature for his age, "how were the children born?" Shinya pushed the man away and covered herself with a quilt. She then glared at Kingsley, who was like a hungry wolf and didn't even close the door. How embarrassing it was now! Kingsley gently rubbed his temples, regretting his carelessness. He didn't expect his son to return so soon. Fortunately, he hadn't taken off his clothes. Cody continued, "They said the children were fished out from the river. Huh, do they think the children are rocks? They were annoying me, so I think I have to help them out with this." Kingsley straightened his clothes, replying with a gentle look, "You're right."