My Girl and Tenderness

"Daddy belongs to Yinyin. Mommy wants to take Daddy away from her. I hate you."

"Hey?"

Mrs. Ye's eyes widened. She didn't expect that her daughter was jealous of her. She felt a little amused and at the same time alert.

She stared at her heartless husband and said through gritted teeth:

"Qin... Kong... don't you think Yin Yin has grown a little crooked? I like you so much that I hate you as your mother, and you don't have anything to say?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Qin Kong didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all. He curled his lips and said to his wife Ye -

"Is it not okay for my daughter to like her dad? Must she stick to her mom? If you don't take advantage of the few years when my daughter is still developing and says she likes her dad, try to get close to her. When she reaches puberty and becomes rebellious, she will regard her dad as trash."

"Where did you get this stereotype? Not all daughters will hate their fathers during puberty. What if it backfires?"

"What do you mean counterproductive? Wouldn't it be better if she still liked her dad during adolescence? My little cotton-padded jacket, how considerate would she be if that were the case? Well, I feel happy just thinking about it..."

“……”It’s over, this guy is completely hopeless.

Mrs. Ye watched as her husband completely lost his rationality in front of Yin Yin's cuteness, and could only pamper her, rub and kiss her non-stop.

This is really not going to be good, right?

In fact, the blood relationship between parents and children is an insurance policy. Whether it is physical or psychological, it will play its due role. If there is no...

Qin Kong is still young and strong.

Mrs. Ye pursed her lips.

Qin Kong had already held Yin Yin back in his seat, letting her sit on his lap. Her little white silk feet were dangling in the air like cotton candy.

Looking down at her wearing shorts that were convenient for exercising, he chuckled softly.

"Yinyin, why are you wearing tights with sweatpants? It would be better to change into short socks."

"Well... they are all socks. It's so troublesome to change socks."

"Then don't you feel stuffy when you exercise?"

"Stockings are breathable."

Here it is, the classic magical silk material that keeps you warm in winter and cool in summer. Girls who wear stockings all year round are one of the unsolved mysteries of the world.

And it seemed like something was wrong. He pinched the little guy's feet and said -

"I haven't sweated at all. Yinyin, you haven't exercised at all, right? Huh? Hiding in a corner and not attending physical education class?"

The little fellow immediately retracted his little feet, turned his little face aside, and said--

"I'm not feeling well today."

"Really? What's wrong?"

Qin Kong narrowed his eyes and said -

"Could there be any little idiot who forgot that he got spanked when he pretended to be sick?"

"Woo..."

Covering her little butt, Yinyin then lowered her head and acted coquettishly——

"I'm sorry, Dad. I was wrong."

"Really? Next time I find out you're not attending class, I'll spank you."

I say this every time, and then forget it this time.

Teacher Ye watched from the side and shook his head. Parents who always do this will lose their authority and make their children more and more disrespectful. The only benefit is that it can narrow the distance between them, so Yinyin likes him more and more.

⒐This time too.

Death "Hey, Dad, I love you the most."

Dad: “Hey.”

Qin Kong heard Mrs. Ye sigh, blinked, and said——

"Why are you sighing? You're not even happy with me holding her for a while? I'll feed her a couple of times and then I'll give it back to you. Really, you're more jealous than your daughter. Yinyin, mom is the most stingy, right?"

Shan: "Yes, stingy mother."

Mrs. Sanye felt that sooner or later she would be pissed off to death by this father and daughter, and her blood pressure probably rose a lot due to worry.

Lin Mulan looked at Sister Ye's miserable appearance and couldn't help but feel some empathy. She didn't have a daughter being taken away, but he took away her mother.

Now all his mother's eyes are on him, and she looks like her daughter was picked up from a trash can.

In a sense, Mulan and Mrs. Ye suffered the same tragic fate.

They couldn't help but look at each other, feeling a sense of sympathy for each other.

Shaking her head, Mulan's expression became somewhat normal again, but her sharp eyes flickered a little, and she said to her husband -

"Ahem, that, idiot, you, come over here tonight, I have something to tell you..."

"Hmm? Is there anything you want to say that can't be said here?"

Qin Kong suddenly became alert, looking at his beautiful good brother with a strange expression on his face. Whenever she had this attitude, there was always a trap waiting for him.

After so many years, her guilty conscience remains the same as always. Qin Kong is simply the tapeworm in her stomach.

Tapeworms are longer than roundworms.

"This, this place is not convenient..."

Mulan originally intended to conceal her tracks, but the current tug-of-war situation instead attracted the attention of everyone at the dinner table.

Everyone except Qin Kong and Yin Yin was stunned.

Then he silently focused his gaze on Mulan, already tasting a little of her flavor.

Is it more convenient to talk about it in the evening?

How are you going to say it, where are you going to say it, how long are you going to say it for, and how intensely are you going to say it?

Mulan could only ask Sister Hong for help with sweat all over her forehead.

Aunt Hong just smiled and said generously:

"It's just a private matter. If you are interested, you can come and listen."

The girls opened their eyes slightly when they heard this.

647. Team building for wives, crisis for husbands

Ok?

Why did the atmosphere suddenly feel weird? The silly man looked around. The girls seemed to be in some way wrong and were secretly looking at him with very strange eyes.

Somewhat uncomfortable.

How should I put it? It was like being stared at by a tiger, but why? They were all his beautiful wives, so why did he feel this way?

"Ahem, Sister Hong is so nice. You should have told us about this earlier. This is our first team building and we haven't prepared anything..."

Mrs. Ye's face was flushed, and she shyly covered the lower half of her face and mouth with her hands. She glanced at the young and strong boy, but when her peeking was discovered, she quickly lowered her head.

"Team building? What team building?"

Qin Kong was a little curious. It seemed that his wives were getting along better and better at home and they were playing together. Why were they forming a group?

Going shopping?

Oh, if that was the case, he would be a little scared. After all, women shopping is a torture for men. He was only more motivated when he bought clothes for Xiao Qian.

"You'll know when the time comes..."

As the initiator, Mulan felt that what she was doing was a bit mean. It seemed a bit inappropriate to give an "inhumane" reward to this idiot who knew nothing.

After all, it is illegal to do this to the mentally retarded.

"Ok?"

However, no matter how stupid Qin Kong was, this attitude would arouse suspicion, and he became more alert.

Aunt Hong was smart, she smiled and comforted him -

"You've been a good son-in-law today and made your mother-in-law happy. Mulan wants to reward you. Let's get rid of it and give you a massage. After all, you've worked hard, husband."

The words of Hong's wife are really useful. What man would not be moved by the words "You have worked hard, husband"? What is the reason for working so hard? Isn't it just to have someone love and understand you when you return home? For these, you will not be afraid of anything.

Qin Kong immediately threw the little bit of caution he had just mentioned behind his head, looked at his wife Hong with deep affection, and said in a gentle tone -

"You are the one. Thank you for taking care of this family, my wife."

"Well?"

Why did someone suddenly say this in such a serious manner? Aunt Hong was caught off guard. Her face flushed with shyness, but she couldn't help but smile.

But he soon felt something was wrong, because the other girls all looked at him, and their once close alliance was about to fall apart because of his partiality.

These girls really have no future.

Although I am the same.

Aunt Hong smiled helplessly:

“It’s not just my credit.”

"I know, that's why I said wife, not red wife."

"That's good."

He barely suppressed the jealousy of others and began to return to the united front.

Ask for opinions from all parties.

Aunt Hong presided over the meeting. She first looked at the sales lady who had to press her breasts before she could lower her head to pick up the food in the bowl. She really saw too many inconveniences caused by having big breasts in her.

Mulan really wanted to help her share this worry.

They are really good sisters.

Even though he was a fool and his little brain wasn't very smart, when it came to things like this, a woman's sensitivity was certainly not something a blockhead like him could match.

She knew very well what these sisters meant.

② But she pretended not to understand and just buried her head in eating with a blushing face, her face almost lowered to her chest.

⑨There was no way she could hide this appearance from Aunt Hong.

④ Smiled and called her out——

０ "Xiao Wen, you have been at home for a long time, right?"

④ “Hey? Hey?”

③The sales lady’s hands trembled, and her face turned even redder when she heard these suggestive words. She knew what Aunt Hong was hinting at, and her heart was pounding. She turned her neck stiffly to look at the boy who was holding Yin Yin and feeding her. He was her white moonlight.

⑤Gulp...

⑥ He swallowed his saliva, and the desire in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

④Everyone has filth in his heart.

What often suppresses these is sheer cowardice, and it just so happens that the sales lady is the most timid and least confident person.

She lowered her head and put her hands on her chest, shook her head slightly, and said -

"I, I haven't been here long... I'm still a newcomer."

"You were here when he and I weren't married yet, you just didn't live with us. Be more confident, Sister Wen."

"Woo..."

The sales lady felt like her heart was about to jump out. Just by imagining it a little, her body automatically recalled his massage. If it were even happier than that... No, it couldn't. Her brain would definitely break and she would definitely be killed by his happiness.

She shook her head frantically, as if she would die if Aunt Hong forced her any further.

There's really nothing we can do about her.

He shook his head slightly. It seemed that he would have to forcefully reward the sales lady in the future. With her personality, she would never take the initiative.

Mrs. Ye watched Aunt Hong pulling people aside, rubbing her plump legs and feet tightly together, and her black stockings making a silky sound. In fact, she was not without interest, but...

"Someone needs to look after the child. Yinyin, please sleep with me tonight."