Crazy criticism for her!Disabled Master Qin pampers her and coaxes her

Chapter 10 Brother Ling

So sour.

Feng Mian suppressed a laugh and forcefully turned his head back. Although his head came back, Qing Ling still didn't look at her. Feng Mian smiled happily, touched his face with both hands, and patiently coaxed: " What, are you jealous?"

"Huh." Qing Ling lost her temper, holding her armpits with both hands and placing her on the sofa.

It's really sour.

Seeing how childish he was, Feng Mian was helpless, "Oh, that's what Wanfeng called him. I just copied him, so don't be angry, okay?"

She touched Qing Ling's arm with her elbow. He moved his arm without saying a word and turned to the other side. Feng Mian rolled his eyes, smiled slyly, and straddled him directly, pulling his head back to look at her with both hands. Looking at himself, Qing Ling's indifferent eyes gradually became rippled.

"So sour."

She rubbed Qing Ling's face and changed the shape at will. Qing Ling followed her and just admitted, "Yeah, sour, how are you going to coax me?"

Feng Mian thought for a moment and smiled brightly, "What about Brother Ling?"

Qing Ling's heart skipped a beat and her voice was low, "Scream again."

Feng Mian pecked him on the lips and called out sweetly, "Brother Ling~"

If there were outsiders around, they would definitely think Feng Mian's voice was too disgusting, but Qing Ling found it helpful, and the smile in her eyes almost overflowed, "Well, that's what I'll call her from now on."

"No." Feng Mian immediately changed her face. She even thought the sound she just made was disgusting. You can let her scream in private, but if you let her scream in front of outsiders, you might as well kill her. "It's too disgusting. I can't bear it." No, at best I can call it that in private."

This is the bottom line and cannot be compromised.

"Okay." Qing Ling didn't want others to see Feng Mian's soft and charming side, so she agreed without thinking.

"Then you're not angry anymore?" Feng Mian looked at him with bright eyes. She didn't expect Qing Ling to be so easy to coax, and she could be coaxed with just three words.

Qing Ling curled her lips and said, "Don't be angry."

Why are you angry with your wife? It's serious to find his enemies. Just be sweet with your wife.

"Why are you so nice?" Feng Mian touched Qin Ling's nose affectionately with her own, and continuous laughter overflowed from her mouth.

Seeing that she was happy, Qing Ling was also happy. He picked up the ring and put it on her gently, "Similarly, you are not allowed to hook up outside, otherwise..."

He stopped talking halfway through, and Feng Mian raised her chin and came closer to him, her voice soft, "Otherwise, what else..."

His left hand was still on Qing Ling's shoulder, and his right hand slowly moved down from his cheek, brushing his eyebrows, nose bridge, lips... and drew circles on his heart. Qing Ling's eyes became increasingly lustful, " Otherwise, I will break your legs and lock you up."

"Okay." Feng Mian was not afraid at all and looked at him innocently with her big eyes blinking, "Then Brother Ling should take a good look at me..."

Her hand remained restless and continued to move down, and soon touched his belt. Qing Ling suddenly took her hand and asked, "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"

Yesterday, my aunt came to visit. Feng Mian had been lying on the bed for a whole day. He had been a warm baby and warmed her belly for a whole day. She finally felt better today, and now she came to tease him again. This little girl is real. Do you think he has good concentration?
"It's much better today, but it still hurts." Feng Mian felt uncomfortable when she mentioned this. Menstrual cramps were really painful. She really envied those little sisters who had dark menstruation but no dysmenorrhea.

Seeing her gloomy look, Qing Ling smiled fondly and said, "Okay, I asked Xu Ping to find an old Chinese medicine doctor to come to your door. He will be here in half an hour. Let him take good care of you."

Feng Mian suddenly felt a little unwilling. She had planned to put Qing Ling to sleep yesterday, but her aunt came early. The plan was completely disrupted. The beautiful man was sitting in front of her and she couldn't eat it, which made her very irritable.

If you can't eat, then kissing will do.

She pouted and was about to kiss her, but Qing Ling slapped her and pushed her away without hesitation. Feng Mian looked at him in shock, "We just got married and you don't love me anymore!"

"What nonsense." Qing Ling laughed angrily at her. "Then you won't let me kiss you." Feng Mian looked at him confidently.

……

"I don't have confidence in myself. Don't tease me these days."

Why didn't I realize before that she had the potential to be a coward?

Feng Mian was startled. The old driver who was still in love just now suddenly turned red, like a little girl who didn't know anything. "I, I went to paint."

She ran upstairs without even looking at Qing Ling. Qing Ling's laughter grew louder and louder as he watched her flee.

When Feng Mian returned to the bedroom, she closed the door and rolled around inside the quilt, moaning and groaning. She didn't let herself out of the quilt until she was out of breath, stroking her hot face and giggling.

These days are so good.

She touched her belly, her eyes a little complicated.

She had never thought about getting married before, let alone having children. She was afraid of pain, but now that she has Qing Ling, she wants a child of theirs, a continuation of their lives.

After a while, she abandoned the chaotic thoughts in her mind, sat in front of the computer and started drawing.

She had already thought about the content of the painting, two figures leaning against each other under the moonlight.

After a while, the door opened, and Qing Ling's tall figure came in and stood next to Feng Mian. Feng Mian was so focused on her paintings that she didn't notice him coming. Finally, it was Qing Ling who spoke out, "Mian Mian."

He called Feng Mian several times before he heard, "What's wrong?"

"People are here, let's go down and have a look."

"it is good."

The two went down to the first floor. Feng Mian saw an old man in his sixties or seventies with a white beard at a glance. He looked kind and easy to get along with. "Mianmian, this is Mr. Zhou Aiguo, his name is Zhou Aiguo." Just Grandpa Zhou."

Feng Mian's eyes widened and she was stunned for a moment. Zhou Aiguo was a national expert in Chinese medicine, but Qing Ling actually found him.

"Hello, Grandpa Zhou."

Zhou Aiguo laughed and said, "You are the granddaughter-in-law that Lao Qin praised to heaven. She is not bad, she looks smart."

Qing Ling smiled and said, "Grandpa Zhou and Grandpa have been friends for many years. They have watched me grow up."

Zhou Aiguo waved his hand, "You brat, you don't care. The old man doesn't want to have anything to do with you. Just be with your grandpa. Girl, come here, let me take a look at your body."

Feng Mian snickered, and obediently walked over and handed over his hand. When Zhou Aiguo took his pulse, Feng Mian's breathing slowed down a lot. She kept scrolling to short videos saying that Chinese medicine is so amazing that it can detect anything, and she was afraid of herself. No matter what was wrong with her body, she still wanted to have a happy relationship with Qing Ling for a hundred years.

Seeing Zhou Aiguo's face becoming more serious, Feng Mian's heart beating faster, Zhou Aiguo looked at her face and said: "How come you have such a serious stomach problem at such a young age? You haven't had a good meal before. Well, that’s not possible, you brat, take good care of your wife’s stomach, and her cold body. The rest is not a big problem, I’m sorry, I’m scaring you.”

Zhou Aiguo's face relaxed and he stood up, "You brat, here's the paper and pen. I'll give you a prescription."

Qing Ling glanced at Feng Mian and asked her to sit on the sofa, then followed Zhou Aiguo a little further away.

Seeing him following him, Zhou Aiguo looked back at Feng Mian and made sure she couldn't hear them before asking seriously: "Bastard, are you sure this little girl is from an ordinary background?"

(End of this chapter)