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It seems that for fear that Lin Ming thinks she is lying, Zheng Yuting quickly takes out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket, then opens her microblog and says, "I see many similar videos on the second video. Junior high school students go out to open a room, and primary school students are pregnant too..."

At this time, Lin Ming couldn't listen any more. His face turned black and he quickly took Zheng Yuting's mobile phone. But the next moment, he couldn't help showing his embarrassed face.

Indeed, in Lin Ming's opinion, that microblog doesn't sound like a good thing, and he hasn't used it at all. He wants to delete this microblog directly from Zheng Yuting's mobile phone, but for a moment, he doesn't know how to do it.

It seems to see something. Zheng Yuting also looks at Lin Ming strangely, and then says, "husband, have you ever played microblog?"

Lin Ming was not angry and said: "Weibo is not a gorgeous beauty. Why do I play Weibo?"

When Zheng Yuting heard this, she burst into laughter, and tears almost came out. She said: "Oh, I'm so happy. Now someone hasn't played microblog. Husband, you're so Aote. Ha ha."

Being ridiculed by a little girl, Lin Ming couldn't help hanging up for a moment. He said angrily: "I don't want to play microblog, I don't want to play. Do you know

Besides, if I don't play, I know that there must be no good things on Weibo. For example, what videos you say are all teaching bad children. "

Seeing the way Lin Ming taught himself, she was quite dignified. For a moment, Zheng Yuting did not dare to laugh at him any more. Her eyes were wide open, and she looked at Lin Ming with a look of great injustice.

"Oh, I can't stand it."

Seeing Zheng Yuting looking at himself like this again, Lin Ming is unavoidably overwhelmed. At the same time, he also suddenly comes over. It seems that the allure of this congenital spirit is really not so great.

Indeed, in Lin Ming's opinion, he already has the strength of five layers of the appalling congenital environment, but when facing Zheng Yuting's grievance and pitiful appearance, he almost can't resist. It can be imagined that if he were someone else, he would surrender every minute and let Zheng Yuting say what she wants.

At this time, Lin Ming's voice also softened a lot, but it still looked very stern, saying: "Tingting, from now on, no more microblogging, and watching those videos, it's just to teach bad children."

On hearing this, Zheng Yuting was even more aggrieved. She said, "husband, it's not like this. In fact, Weibo..."

"All right." However, with a wave of his hand, Lin Ming interrupted in a very domineering manner and continued: "since you called my husband, then everything will be subject to my husband. I told you not to play microblog in the future, you are not allowed to play, you know?"

All of a sudden, Zheng Yuting looks like a tearful, a pair of clear and bright eyes, also like a clear spring, looking at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming wants to say one or two more words, but he can't say any more. Then he can't help pinching Zheng Yuting's tender face again. Then, with a smile, he says, "OK, listen. If you don't play microblog in the future, I will teach you slowly."

"Really?" Can't help but, Zheng Yuting again a pair of cheering up appearance.

Lin Ming nodded in a very serious manner, "of course, the pearls are not so real."

"Ouye."

Indeed, Zheng Yuting's grievances come and go quickly. She cheers again, and her hands hold Lin Ming's arm again.

Then Zheng Yuting got up with a smile and said to Lin Ming, "well, husband, you are going to teach me tonight."

"Er..."

All of a sudden, Lin Ming can't help but be stunned. He also says that if it's broken, is he involved in any conspiracy.

Later, with a serious face, Lin Ming said to Zheng Yuting, "Tingting, you can't be in a hurry. Now you live under the same roof with me. In the future, I have more opportunities to teach you."

After a pause, Lin Ming continued: "besides, today Qian Shengrong and Qian Feng have come to your house many times to make trouble. I think you are a little tired. Hurry to clean up your bedroom and then wash and sleep, OK?"

"Oh." After hearing Lin Ming's words, Zheng Yuting really nodded in a clever way, but there was also a trace of cunning in her eyes.

Then they went into the bedroom and cleaned up.

At this time, Zheng Yuting put the clothes in the suitcase one by one in the wardrobe, and Lin Ming had already made the bed.

After putting away the clothes, Zheng Yuting saw it in a twinkling of an eye. She couldn't help but show how happy she was. She said to Lin Ming, "my husband, thank you for making the bed for me. My husband's bed must be very comfortable to sleep in. Hee hee."

Then, with a laugh in Zheng Yuting's mouth, Zheng Yuting also jumped up and rushed directly to the bed.

I don't know if it's too much fun to be sad. When Zheng Yuting rushes to the bed, suddenly, Zheng Yuting cries out in pain.

"Er, Tingting, what's the matter? Are you ok?"

Seeing Zheng Yuting's cry is really painful, Lin Ming can't help asking.

"Ah, husband, help."

All of a sudden, Zheng Yuting yelled more loudly“ My husband, I'm in pain. I'm going to die of pain. I seem to have twisted my neck. I can't move my neck. It hurts to death when I move. Oh, my husband, please rub my neck for me. "

Seeing Zheng Yuting's pain, it seems that her facial muscles are about to be twisted. Lin Ming quickly goes to bed and immediately puts his hand on Zheng Yuting's neck and asks, "does it hurt here?"

"It's here, it's here. The muscles here seem to be completely frozen. Please knead them for me," Zheng Yuting cried with an extremely painful look.

Indeed, when Lin Ming touched her fingers, he found that Zheng Yuting's neck muscles did seem a little stiff. He really twisted his neck, so Lin Ming massaged her.

"Well. How comfortable

Suddenly, Zheng Yuting seems to involuntarily called out: "husband, don't stop, it's this place, work harder, and add more force."

Lin Ming didn't think much, so he continued to massage Zheng Yuting's neck.

Zheng Yuting is lying on the bed, and Lin Ming is just behind Zheng Yuting. When they stand at the door, their posture looks quite ecstatic.

"Ah."

It seems that Lin Ming's neck massage is too comfortable. Zheng Yuting calls out again involuntarily, and her voice is louder: "ah, it's so comfortable, husband, make more effort, make more effort, right here, make more effort."

"Dizzy," when he heard this, Lin Ming finally realized that something was wrong, and he could not help but stop.