My Girl and Tenderness

In any case, his prank was successful. Aunt Hong's perfect face turned a little pink. She felt his big hand from behind her waist to her lower abdomen, tickling it mischievously, making her hand holding the spatula tremble.

She bit her lower lip lightly, turned back to look at her husband who was grinning, and said coquettishly——

"Stop making trouble. We still need to cook. Everyone will be back soon."

Not only did he not help, he also made things more troublesome.

A shameless man.

But I like it so much, and when I think about it this way, I feel a little bit cheap.

She chuckled inwardly.

Qin Kong pressed his face against hers, hugging her delicate body, which was warm, white and tender. His body slowly recalled the connection with her, and that feeling lingered between the two of them.

It's probably like this: you get to know the taste of food once you taste it.

"Auntie Hong."

He whispered in her ear, watching the white earlobe turn rosy and tempting.

"Um……"

Aunt Hong responded and put her hands on the back of his hands. Her flat belly was warmed by his warmth, and the temperature penetrated through her skin, making her heart numb and itchy.

Qin Kong opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Needless to say.

When he held her, he was already satisfied, and when he held her, she also understood.

Just attachment is enough.

Their eyes met.

Qin Kong couldn't hold back his excitement and wanted to get closer, closer...

Aunt Hong's last thought was -

"The food is going to get mushy again."

Looking at his eyes getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, trembling slightly, accepting the love given by her husband and forgetting herself.

"Cuckoo..."

The roast chicken looked at the two people in the kitchen, quietly covered its eyes with its wings, and rubbed its butt against its nest.

……

"We're back."

"I'm home!"

Two voices, one big and one small, came from the door. The sales lady pushed the door open with Yin Yin in her arms. Her high heels were casually kicked aside. Her soft feet were tightly wrapped in black stockings, and there was a slight mist as she stepped on the floor.

"You, you guys are back?"

Aunt Hong hurriedly came out of the kitchen to greet them, her smile a little unnatural, and said -

"Then sit down for a while. Qin Kong is cooking inside. He will be ready soon."

"Is Xiaokong going to cook today? Great!"

The sales lady jumped up happily, her plump breasts showing a little bit of anger as she moved.

Aunt Hong looked at her happy expression and teased her with a smile -

"Why? Am I not as good at cooking as him?"

"Eh? How, how could that be, that's not what I meant, that..."

The stupid lady immediately panicked.

The little Lolita in white silk stockings in her arms blinked her big blue eyes, stared at Aunt Hong, and suddenly stretched out her little finger, pointed at her neck and said -

"Mother Hong, why is your neck red?"

"what?"

Aunt Hong couldn't help but cover her neck, looking a little embarrassed, and said -

"This is a mosquito bite..."

"Wow, that mosquito is so big. Not only is there red on one side, but the other side is also red, like a strawberry."

The little girl's innocent performance made even Aunt Hong blush. She covered her neck with both hands and said -

"It is indeed a big mosquito..."

She looked towards the kitchen, complaining a little. She said such an obvious place was not good, and she wanted to eat everywhere when she was excited.

Zodiac sign: Dog.

The sales lady stared blankly. She hadn't noticed it before, but now after hearing what Yinyin said... Aunt Hong's clothes seemed a little messy, and her delicate collarbone was a little red...

"..."

There were so many of us together last night, and now we're back today?

The sales lady blushed and lowered her head.

Is Xiaokong okay?

While I was worried, I couldn't help but think that this was no ordinary macho man.

The round black silk legs and feet rub against each other, soft and smooth.

……

PS: What happened? I don’t know either (?ω?)

189. The daughter of white silk is very clingy

Yin Yin was just asking out of curiosity. The innocent little girl didn't understand those strange things, and her little body struggled in the sales lady's arms.

"Sister Wen, let me down."

"oh oh."

When the sales lady heard the little girl's request, she carefully bent down and put her down. As soon as her white silk feet touched the ground, she skipped towards the kitchen, her flaxen ponytails swaying like a cute little rabbit.

"Dad! Dad, Dad, Dad!"

clap clap clap...

The little feet made soft sounds when they stepped on the ground.

Aunt Hong quickly reminded——

"Be careful, don't fall."

The little thing was making so much noise that Qin Kong inside could of course hear it. As soon as he turned around, he felt a delicate little cutie bumping into his lower back.

Yinyin opened her little hands and threw herself on him, one of her white silk feet raised happily, and shouted--

"father!"

"Ouch."

Qin Kong held the pot carefully, lest the oil inside splash out and burn his little cutie if he shook his hand. He knocked her head in a pretended angry manner and said -

"Dad is cooking for you. What if he gets burned if you jump on him?"

"Well, if you get burned, just let daddy blow it on you!"

The little girl's innocent smile made his heart melt. How could he still have the courage to teach her a lesson? The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He bent down and picked up her tender body, letting her little butt sit on his arms.

He pinched her nose and said:

"You little idiot, if you get burned you deserve it. Daddy won't blow it for you."

His words were full of tsundereness, and Qin Kong suddenly felt that he was a bit similar to his father. Could it be that his father's tsundere personality also started when he was raising children?

Scratched his head.

Yin Yin's little white silk feet moved on his body, rubbing against his belly, feeling silky and itchy.

The little girl pursed her lips and said:

"I don't deserve it. I just like daddy too much. If daddy gives me a blowjob, I'll like him even more."

"But you're not burned, why should I blow?"

"Well!"

The little girl then realized the misunderstanding, looked at his smiling face, and suddenly grabbed one of her little fingers and said -

"Actually, I got burned. Right here."

"Really? Well then, daddy will blow on you, huh, huh...will the pain fly away?"

"Giggle..."

Yinyin laughed at his amusement, hugged his neck and rubbed it, kissed him on the face, and said -

"Yinyin loves daddy the most."

He is willing to take care of Yin Yin, willing to play with Yin Yin, and will rush to Yin Yin's side when she is in the most dangerous time. I really love him the most.

Qin Kong was already at a loss, and was happily coaxed by the little girl. He rubbed her delicate face stickily and said with a smile -

"Humph, you keep coaxing your dad like this all day long, but dad has long loved you the most. It's useless to feed the fish you caught with bait, right?"

The greatest love has already been given, so why continue to increase your favorability?

"I like Yin Yin the most, too."

If the character panel could be called up, Qin Kong must be bewitched by Yin Yin and is somewhat unconscious.

Yin Yin's face was slightly red, and she covered her cheeks with her hands. She looked at him shyly and said -

"I like dad, and dad likes me, so we are both willing?"

Ok?

Does the term "mutual consent" sound a bit strange? But literally speaking, it seems to be nothing wrong?

Maybe it’s just that children are not familiar with the context in which words are used, so it’s enough for them to know the general meaning.

He smiled and responded -

"Yes, it's consensual."

"Wow."

The little girl lowered her face in shame, rubbing her white silk feet against each other, feeling shy.

Aunt Hong was watching the father and daughter in the kitchen "confessing their feelings to each other" and couldn't help but smile and said -

"The pot is going to burn."

"what."

Qin Kong then shifted his attention from Bai Si's daughter, picked up the spatula and turned it over a few times. Fortunately, it was just a little bit, not a big problem.

However, the dish that Aunt Hong had prepared distractedly had been thrown away. It turned out to be too difficult to deal with him at the same time. He attacked her weak points and she could only complain in a delicate voice.

That look was not often seen. If the other girls in the family saw Aunt Hong being bullied by him, the image of the eldest wife would be somewhat damaged.

Holding his daughter in one hand and cooking with the other is a common posture of a good family man.

But it's still a bit troublesome.

He looked at his daughter's profile, and she was staring at him cooking.

"Yinyin, why don't you go down first and wait for dad to cook for you. It's inconvenient to use one hand."

"Hmm? No."

The little girl laughed, her big blue eyes rolled around, and said:

"It's inconvenient to use one hand, so I can do this..."

As she spoke, she climbed up his solid body, frightening him so much that he cried out:

"Be careful, Yinyin, what are you going to do?"