Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 4
Atobe Keigo:"……"

He really wanted to ask his mother, if she always treated him like this, wouldn't she be afraid of losing him?

But thinking of Mrs. Atobe's increasingly bad attitude towards him since the appearance of Atobe Chuyan, he decided not to humiliate himself.

When Atobe Chuyan saw Atobe Jingwu slumped, he couldn't help but bend his eyebrows.

The glazed eyes seemed to be covered with thousands of shattered star lights, bright and moving.

"Mom." Looking up at Mrs. Atobe, she yelled awkwardly, "Let me dry Xiaojing's hair first."

Although she changed her mouth a few days ago, every time she yelled, she still felt slightly uncomfortable.

In front of Mrs. Atobe, Atobe Chuyan, like Atobe Keigo, will subconsciously maintain the image of a good boy, and his every move is very decent.

As soon as she said this, Mrs. Atobe let go of her hand immediately, and said with great relief and joy: "My daughter-in-law is still caring."

Then, as if she would change her face, she poked Jingwu Jibu's forehead with her finger resentfully: "You have such a good wife, you can be content!"

Atobe Keigo:"……"

It's a pity that Mrs. Atobe thinks that someone who should be contented has a completely different picture in his heart.

Uncle Atobe hated two things the most in his life.

One, other people touch his hair without consent.

Two, call him Xiaojing, a very shameful name.

Unfortunately, Atobe Hatsune took both.

Before Keigo Atobe could resist, the towel on his head was taken away by Hatsune Atobe.

The girl walked around the sofa and sat down beside him.

A close-fitting white sweater on the upper body, paired with a pair of blue jeans on the lower body, made her look slimmer and thinner despite her height of 170.

When people look at it, there is a feeling of wanting to hold her in their arms.

This feeling also arose in Atobe Jingwu's heart, but it only appeared a little before it was smothered.

In your arms?
Ha ha!

He's already in a good temper if he didn't push her away!

Atobe Chuyan didn't know what Keigo Atobe was thinking at this moment, so he wiped his hair with just the right amount of force through the towel.

Since Mrs. Atobe was sitting next to her "eyeingly", Keigo Atobe had no choice but to hold back his temper and let Atobe Chuyan speak and act.

He looked away, trying to distract himself from what was going on overhead.

But within two seconds, the line of sight floated back involuntarily, and fell on the profile of Atobe Chuyan.

Ah well, the appearance is quite gorgeous, barely in line with his aesthetics.

The strength in his hands is also well grasped, at least so far, he hasn't felt the pain of being pulled by his hair at all.

It wouldn't be unbearable if she wiped his hair with this strength every time after washing his hair.

and many more!

What is he thinking!

Invisibly, it was as if a slap had been slapped on Keigo Atobe's face, which suddenly brought him back to his thoughts.

What later!
No future!

He hates people touching his hair the most!
Realizing that his thoughts had gone astray, Keigo Atobe was shocked.

Immediately after Atobe Chuyan's puzzled eyes, he leaned back to avoid her hand like avoiding the plague.

Before Atobe Chuyan could ask, he took the towel in her hand again, and looked at Mrs. Atobe who was frowning slightly, "Mom, she must be tired from the long flight, I brush my hair myself."

　emm, in short, this is a history of chasing wives in which Keigo Atobe set various flags in front of Yanmei, while being slapped in the face by himself~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)