My Girl and Tenderness

Or was it out of respect from her children that she was put under a tight ring.

Qin Kong smiled and said——

"So what does marriage bring to Her Majesty? Only rules and regulations, tight restrictions, and the requirement to give birth to a child for me. It's such a loss."

"Virtue."

Aunt Hong cleaned up the room, with a smile on her face, and said -

"Whether it's rules or tight spells, who says these things are necessarily bad? Being supervised by someone is sometimes a kind of happiness, and freedom sometimes means endless loneliness."

Her tone was calm, but it made Qin Kong feel pity in his heart. He immediately got off the bed, put his arms around her waist, held her delicate hands, and said gently -

"Then I will take care of you for the rest of your life and never let you be free..."

Let you be happy forever.

Aunt Hong's heart seemed to skip a beat and her fingertips trembled slightly.

She gently covered her chest, looked at him with her red eyes, her face slightly red, and said -

"Really... you suddenly said something that makes my heart beat fast. We are already husband and wife, but you are still aggressive like this. I can't stand you."

Life goes by dully, but from time to time he kicks you in the heart twice. How can you bear it?

"Hehehe, just say it, say some sweet words to my dear wife."

"Yin Yin is still watching, nonsense."

Aunt Hong struggled to escape from his arms. Her red eyes were full of affection and she lowered her eyes and said:

"Come back in the evening, and we'll be together again..."

"Together what? Making a baby?"

"I won't tell you anymore."

The invincible Queen of the Void finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran away. Qin Kong looked at her beautiful back, thinking about her words, "I won't talk to you anymore." She seemed a little disgusted, but she didn't deny his words at all.

Touched his waist.

Have you never had a break? I have really become Alexandre Dumas (happy).

Maybe it was because of the technique, but when he and the sword slave practiced together, they complemented each other and became more and more energetic.

It seems to be true, dual cultivation is indeed an orthodox way of practice, provided that the method and approach are correct.

Hiss, now that I think about it, it seems like when I first met Aunt Hong and she was trying to sell me the Sword Immortal Technique, was it all planned?

Was she planning to let her husband start a harem from that time on?

Even if the incident with Mrs. Ye had not happened later, he would have slowly come together with his sword slave because of the need for cultivation, and once a gap was opened, he would naturally become what Aunt Hong wanted.

scratching his head.

Everyone else wants to monopolize their husbands as much as possible, but Aunt Hong is an oddball.

He could feel her ardent love, which was implicit and deep, but without the desire to possess her exclusively. He could do anything for her as long as he wanted.

Of course, it's not entirely like this. She will still use some things to guide him to be what she wants him to be, but the decision-making power is always in his hands.

Well, how should I put it...

I still like my Red wife the most, even if she has some minor flaws. Being too perfect always makes people feel unreal.

"dad?"

Yin Yin was halfway through changing her clothes when she saw her mother running out to coax her grandmother. Her mother Hong also left. She was wearing slim white tights, her delicate body curves were tender and soft, and she looked up at her father with her big eyes.

"what happened?"

"Can I leave my socks on? I don't want to change into pajamas. It's too much trouble."

While her mother was away, the little girl thought of wearing the thick leggings as pajamas to sleep, as changing clothes was too troublesome.

Qin Kong also understood this feeling. Every time he wanted to go to bed early, when he thought about taking a shower, brushing his teeth, and doing some tedious preparations, his desire to sleep was immediately suppressed.

So he always stays up late.

But Mrs. Ye said that before, so wouldn’t it be better for me to supervise my daughter?

It would be bad if it really affects development.

So he scratched his head and said to his cute daughter -

"But your mother just said that it would be better to change clothes and sleep..."

"dad……"

Her big blue eyes twinkled like stars, watery and reflecting the figure of her beloved father.

Kaka.

Qin Kong seemed to hear something broken. It was his indestructible mental defense, which was as strong as the Maginot Line, but was pierced head-on by the cuteness of his good daughter.

"Then don't change it! The weather is so cold now, just get into bed and sleep, don't let my dear daughter get cold."

"Hehe, Daddy is so nice."

The little girl covered her cheeks, her rosy face showing through her fingers. In the eyes of a simple child, whoever treats her well will be praised, regardless of whether it is spoiling or not.

All of my wife's plans came to naught in an instant, and it was obvious that there would be another quarrel afterwards.

"It's time to go to bed."

Seeing that his daughter was shivering from the cold, he smiled and held her in his arms to warm her up. They snuggled into the bed together and used his body temperature to warm the quilt for this little cutie.

Girls' body temperature is generally lower than boys', so many girls like to use their boyfriends as heaters.

Of course, it will be pushed away if it is too hot in summer.

He is truly a tool.

500. My wife kicked and scolded me. Is beating a sign of love and scolding a sign of affection?

Although girls generally have lower body temperatures, as the saying goes, children are very sensitive, so children's body temperatures are higher than adults'.

I heard that because of its small body, the heart can easily pump blood, so its heating ability is also stronger.

Of course there is no scientific basis for this, I just heard it from somewhere. Well, maybe I can wait for Xiao Qian to come over and ask her, I always feel that I can ask her about academic matters.

He is probably the best student in the family, a genius even Mu Yue praises him. He is completely different from an ordinary person like him and has a very smart brain.

But she only lowered her intelligence in front of him and was always bullied by this idiot until she blushed.

In a sense, he is also a master of idiot counters.

"Come on, warm your hands."

After being outside in the cold for so long in thin pajamas, his daughter's little hands were cold, and his own hands were not warm enough, so he held the cute hands that were as cute as glutinous rice balls and placed them against his belly to warm them.

"Well, Daddy's belly is so warm, hehe."

Suo Yinyin smiled and opened her palm to touch him, which made him feel a chill in his stomach, but he just looked at her tenderly and gently touched her flaxen hair.

Even if he caught a cold, it didn't matter, as long as his daughter was fine.

: The more he plays the role of Yin Yin's father, the more he thinks of himself as an old father, protecting this little flame and preventing her from any harm from the outside world.

He let her hide in her father's arms, kissed her forehead and said -

Another question: "Is it still cold? Do you want to turn on the air conditioner?"

The temple air conditioner has a heating mode.

玐This should be nonsense now, right? And the air conditioner can't heat? Qin Kong is not sure, anyway, his home can do it.

(4) “No need.”

Yinyin nestled in his heart, raised her big blue eyes like a little rabbit, and looked at him from under the quilt, just like a little rabbit poking its head out of a hole.

Looking outside is an adventure.

She stared at him for a long time, her cheeks slowly turning red, probably because of his body temperature. She lowered her head slightly and buried her head in his chest. She could feel his tender breath, which made her feel a little itchy.

Wu Xiao raised her mouth slightly and said:

"As long as I'm in Daddy's arms, I won't feel cold at all."

"..." The fierce cuteness rushed straight into his head, as if piercing his heart, making him bend his body slightly, his hands constantly stroking her tender back, and said - "Then stay in daddy's arms, and never separate again."

"Hey? But Yinyin still has to go to school."

"Dad will carry you."

"The teacher will scold you if you do that. Children can't be little princesses or princes at home."

"Who said that? Yinyin is my little princess, that's it."

"Dad, don't be willful."

It turned out that the old father, who was twisting and turning in love with the cuteness, was the most unreasonable. He was even more willful than Yin Yin and even needed his daughter to persuade him.

In some ways, he has failed as a father, right?

Yinyin retracted her feet, and Qin Kong, who was fully focused on her, immediately noticed her movements. He reached down and pinched her cotton candy-like white silk feet, and said - "What's wrong? Oh, Yinyin's feet are so cold too."

"Yinyin is wearing socks. She will be warm in a while. Socks keep you warm."

"..." Qin Kong wanted to laugh after hearing her words and thought of the questions he asked girls.

Isn't it cold to wear stockings on a cold day? No, stockings are very warm. Isn't it hot to wear stockings on a hot day? No, stockings are very breathable.

This would usually make the boys who weren't wearing stockings laugh, but Qin Kong thought of a situation.

That is, is it possible...

Are stockings actually thick or thin? Are they different in winter and summer?

After all, winters in the south are not that cold.

It is really too exaggerated that people in a certain island country would wear only stockings during the winter even when it snows heavily.

He gently pinched the little snowball-like feet, curled her up and continued to try to warm her up with his arms, but this time Yinyin kept shaking her head, hiding her feet and said to him - "Daddy will catch a cold if his stomach gets cold. Mommy said the stomach can't get cold. I've already warmed Yinyin's hands, but not her feet... I haven't changed them after walking outside for a whole day, and they still stink."

The little girl not only showed concern for him, but also revealed a hint of embarrassment, as if she didn't want to show her dirty side in front of her father.

Qin Kong was slightly stunned, and looking at the shy look of the little fellow, he actually burst out laughing and said -

"How can a child be dirty? If it was your mother, she would be dirty. She walks around in high heels all day, and the smell is terrible. But Yinyin is not dirty. Daddy's belly is still warm. Come on, come close to me."

"Haqiu!"

The lady in black stockings outside suddenly sneezed, and her beautiful black stockings feet slightly raised. She always felt that someone was saying bad things about her, or the kind of person who would put down the bowl and curse after eating and using it.

Very hateful.

"Does mom's stink?"

The little girl is naive and believes everything her father says. She has been following her mother all the time, so there is no smell at all. Unless you are a pervert like him, you can only feel something.

It really can't be said to be smelly, at most it has a little smell, which is considered pleasant.

The smell of leather and a slight hint of sweat.

I just exaggerated it on purpose in front of my daughter to tease her.

He smiled, picked up Yin Yin's feet and put them in his arms, letting her step on them lightly, and said -

"You stink so much and you kick your dad all day long. You're such a bad guy."

"Mom is not a bad person."

Yin Yin pouted, the little heartless girl still spoke up for her mother——

"It's always Dad who deliberately piss Mom off. Mom has a bad temper outside, but she's very nice to Dad."

There are not many teachers with good tempers, and those with good tempers cannot control the class on duty, making evening study a complete chaos.

Qin Kong has always been a good student, so he naturally supports the teacher's strict discipline.

After all, it is conducive to his stable learning environment.

This is what the saying goes, the butt determines the head.

In the past, he tried to please the teacher, and now he is directly trying to please the teacher's wife. Is there some causal relationship between them?

mystery.