Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

Then, she raised her head miserly and gave him a self-seeking look.

Is this the troubled man?

Qin Shou took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun on the plate, thinking that the price would drop when he got married. It turns out that this law not only applies to men and women, but even men and women cannot get rid of this law.

He regretted getting married in the first place, otherwise Qin Cao would not show him such embarrassment.

Just as he was thinking, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open.

Chang Mian walked in with her son in her arms, and said in a particularly pleasant mood: "Hello!"

There was an uncontrollable excitement on his joyous face.

Qin Shou raised his head and caught a glimpse of Chang Mian walking in. He couldn't ignore the smile on his face that looked like he had eaten honey. After a few days of not seeing each other, this man seemed to have been reborn, and his aura changed drastically.

There is less sharpness, and more softness after excessive indulgence.

Chang Mian hugged her son and sat on the sofa, spit smoke rings on his face, showing off her precious son arrogantly. "My precious son, Che'er, these are all uncles."

When little Cheche saw Qin Shou, he immediately twisted his face, as if seeing an enemy, the little meaty hand grabbed something and threw it at Qin Shou.

Qin Shou couldn't dodge, and was hit in the face by Chang Mian's lighter on the table.

"Hey, I—"

"Bad uncle, let you bully mom." Little Cheche didn't think it was enough, and grabbed the air with both hands.

Qin Shou's neck, which was scratched by Little Cheche a few days ago, is still scarred, and now he doesn't dare to approach this sharp-toothed little thing at all.

"Chang Mian, watch your son!"

Chang Mian turned little Cheche over while smoking a cigarette, and taught her seriously: "Che'er, you can't be so rude."

He pouted: "But the bad uncle bullies mom."

"Even if the bad uncle bullies mother, you can't be so mentally retarded and just hit back. You know, you are insulting your own IQ. A man should kill the enemy invisible." Chang Mian is a master of directing his son how to take revenge.

Qin Shou almost choked to death with a mouthful of buns.

"Chang Mian, do you teach children like this?"

Nima, teach children how to play yin at such a young age.Why did he suddenly have a creepy feeling of fear.

Chang Mian didn't take it seriously, and puffed out another puff of smoke ring, "Che'er, remember to use your brain no matter what you do."

"...Oh," Little Cheche stroked his little head half-understanding: "Father, what is using your brain?"

"If I were Che'er, I would first identify the enemy's weakness. Your Uncle Qin Shou is most afraid of snakes. Che, let's put a few snakes in his office, a few a day, or every few days. One, tortured him continuously for a month, until he had a nervous breakdown."

"...But Dad said it all, isn't the bad uncle already prepared?" Little Cheche was puzzled.

"This is the cleverness. We reminded you, Uncle Qin Shou, that your uncle Qin Shou will be tense when he goes back, but if we don't let him go today, he will be nervous all day; tomorrow, he will relax his vigilance and suddenly sit on his back. A snake crawled out from the back of the chair, scaring him to death...Dad is just using it as an example, it doesn't have to be placed in the office, it can also be placed in the car he usually loves to drive, or in the bedroom...It doesn't have to be put Snakes can also put other things he is afraid of... For example, you can manipulate the buns he eats every day, put a maggot in the meat stuffing, let him eat it unconsciously, remind me now he."

"vomit------"