My Girl and Tenderness

A nun with a more flexible bottom line.

Despite this, she kept apologizing to her faith in her heart and prayed for forgiveness for such a rebellious behavior.

To let people mistakenly believe that I am the child's mother is like saying that I am somewhat entangled with the God-like One...

Too, too unclean.

The pure Lisa closed her eyes with some struggle, then decided to ignore it and looked inside again.

"what?"

The little girls who were jumping rubber rope just now disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Where did you go?

For the convenience of management, primary school students are not allowed to return to the teaching area during activities. They must be watched by patrolling teachers outside to avoid accidents.

But Lisa looked left and right, and there was no sign of the three little ones.

Did he go to the toilet?

It is normal for little girls to go to the toilet together.

Just when she relaxed.

Suddenly, a humming voice came from beside me.

"Strange auntie!"

"Ok?"

Her blue eyes widened and she turned her head to look to the side. Three little lolis were standing next to her sneaky body, watching her obscene movements.

“Huh!? Why…”

Lisa was caught off guard, and her brain froze for a moment. How did these three little guys get out?!

"Sure enough, he is looking at Yin Yin."

Seeing her unexpected reaction, Xiao Jiu knew that this was solid evidence, so he asked with his hands on his hips -

"Who are you? What's your purpose? How come you look so much like the bad guys?"

591. Mother and Daughter Flirting

"Mu, Aunt Mu, can I help you wash the dishes?"

The little figure hid behind the door, with its cute little head poking out, asking her questions cautiously, looking so well-behaved and sensible.

This impression has always remained in her heart. Xiaokong has always been a good child since he was young, clingy, enthusiastic and likable.

She couldn't help but slow down her tone -

"Xiaokong...I seem to have had a nightmare."

"Nightmare? What kind of nightmare? Is it... like this?"

"!?" The world was spinning, and she was lying on the beauty couch again, sweaty all over. The evil son-in-law who was massaging her uttered evil words -

"Hehehe, Mulan is already my slave, stupid mother-in-law, what can you do now? Hmm? Is it comfortable?"

"You, you beast! Let me go!"

"This is not up to you. Just let me respect you obediently. You will be my mother from now on, wakakakaka..."

"what--"

She raised her head and screamed loudly, then opened her eyes with sweat all over her forehead. She sat up on the bed, looked at the dimly lit room with the curtains drawn, and covered her eyes with her hands.

"Hmm? Mom?"

Mulan, who was standing by, was also startled awake. She looked at her mother with sleepy eyes, then looked at the time. It was not too early. She was just a little tired because so many things happened last night, so she wanted to sleep a little longer.

"Haa...what's wrong? You can still sleep a little longer."

"Can't sleep."

"why?"

"I dreamed of Xiaokong... No, I dreamed of that little bastard."

"..." Mulan looked at her mother sharply. What's going on now? Even he is the one who sleeps with her, right? Does she care that much?

I thought I had made it clear last night, but now it seems that it has made Mom even more confused and entangled.

He calls me Xiaokong and little beast. I think he is going to have schizophrenia. I don't know how to look at him.

"If you really hate him, just hit him. Yesterday he took advantage of your discomfort to bully you. Now that you are well, hit him back. Do you dare to fight back?"

I made my mother-in-law weak last night, but I won't be so lucky today. I have to accept the beating from my mother-in-law. Being a beast will always get me the retribution.

Having said that, Mulan looked at his mother's face, which had become much more delicate after his power washed her meridians, and said casually -

"How are you feeling today? You look much better, and the dark circles under your eyes have disappeared."

"..." Mother-in-law raised her hand and shook it, pursing her lips as if she was a little unwilling. She didn't admit it, but could only nod with a slightly restless face and said -

“It’s been easier than ever.”

It was as if I had suddenly become twenty years younger. All the minor ailments that had accumulated in my body over the years were cleared up, and I no longer had that vague feeling of weakness.

I used to always worry that I would collapse one day, but now I have regained the drive I had when I was young.

Simply incredible.

Is this his method?

Although he spoke like an extremely evil villain, his hands were trying hard to be filial to her and nourish and repair her body. Even bystanders could feel the affection in his heart.

So now she is also confused.

Is he an angel or a devil? How should I look at him?

The mother fell silent, and Mulan knew that her indirect approach had succeeded.

"Mom, I remember you told me this before."

Smiling, he pulled her silk nightgown and said:

"Don't judge a person by what he says, but by what he does, right?"

"You girl, you're always trying to speak for him in a roundabout way. Do you think I can't hear it?"

The mother-in-law cast a sharper glance at her daughter, tapped her forehead and said:

"A daughter who is married off is like water spilled. The ancients were right."

"So aren't you also scolding yourself by saying that?"

"How dare you talk back?"

"..." Mulan raised her hands in surrender. Children have to get used to their parents' double standards. She is no longer at the age when she loved to talk back to her mother about everything in junior high school.

Now it is, yes, yes, you are right.

The mother and daughter fell silent again.

My mother-in-law closed her eyes slightly, seemed to sigh, nodded and said -

"You're right. It depends on what he did... I'm just too obsessed with it."

"No, even if you look at what he did, you have reason to be angry just because he has a harem."

"So what do you mean? I scolded him and you showed me what he did. I admitted that he did a good job, but you said he did a bad job and you deliberately talked back to me!"

He hit his daughter on the head, which was obviously a deliberate act against him.

Mulan covered her head and stuck out her tongue, then sat on the bed like a duck, with the soles of her tender feet facing outwards. She hugged her mother's arm with a smile on her face and said -

"What? I'm speaking for you. It's all that stinky man's fault. Whatever mom says is right."

"I won't tell you anymore. It's not nutritious."

"Where are you going?"

"..." Mother-in-law stood up, went to the closet to change into a set of clothes, and said -

"I said yesterday that I would cook him a meal."

"Eh? You still do it even though you hate him so much?"

"Two different things. Just do it if you agree to it."

Mulan was suspicious for a while, thought about it and said -

"Ordinary poison probably won't work on him, so you can come down and vent your anger."

"Who said I was going to poison you? You are just saying weird things!"

As she said this, she threw the nightgown she had taken off at Mulan's face and rummaged through the closet. In fact, there were not many clothes, just repetitive work clothes, suits and trousers or hip skirts and black stockings, which were steady and decent.

There are also several evening gowns, which are required for some evening parties, but wearing them at home doesn't feel as natural as wearing a suit.

Mulan covered her mouth and chuckled——

"Are you not going to continue wearing the cheongsam to please your good son-in-law? I think he likes it very much."

"Why should I please him? I wish he would go away and put it on for you. Go please your good husband."

He threw it at his daughter's face again.

Then he took out a set of cool short-sleeved shorts and put them on, which left a slight indentation on the soft flesh of his thighs.

"It's a little small..."

"Isn't this my dress?"

Mulan took off the cheongsam from her face and looked at her mother wearing her clothes. The mature charm and the youthful and beautiful hot pants outfit formed a wonderful contrast.

The pants were a little bit too tight and didn't fit well, showing the entire crotch line and making the thighs slightly sunken.

"Why, I can't wear it?"

"Yes, of course I can."

Mulan stared at her mother's sharp eyes, and prostrated herself on the bed.

"It fits my mother perfectly. She looks like a teenage girl."

"Smooth talking, you must have learned that from that little scoundrel."

Mulan never used to say sweet words to her mother.

592. Caught Husband in Bed

His influence on Mulan is so obvious. Ever since they were kicked out of the house, she has actually been a little gloomy. The reason she can joke like this is because he is adjusting.

In fact, this family has always been influenced by him.

It has been like this since a long time ago, but he himself may not have noticed it.

She was wearing a cool black suspender top that slightly exposed her waist. She tried to loosen the hot pants that were a bit tight with her hands, but the tight feeling made her frown slightly.

"Why are you wearing such small clothes?"

"It's just right for me."

Mulan's eyes were vague, as if she was hinting at something but she didn't dare to say it clearly.

The mother-in-law narrowed her eyes and said:

"Are you calling me fat?"

"How dare you."

Mulan wiped the sweat off her forehead. As a woman, she knew where women's minefields were. She smiled and said:

"Mom, you are plump and blessed. You are not fat at all."

Actually, it’s not quite right to say that she is plump. It’s just that the clothes are too small. Aunt Mu’s figure is perfect. The proportions and lines of her body don’t show at all that she is someone who has given birth to a child.

She pulled her pants, which were too tight so she could only lift her hips a little to look more amazing, and said--

"You're wearing these clothes from high school, right? You haven't thrown them away for so long. It looks like I'm abusing you."

"Wearing old clothes is abuse? That doesn't make sense. I just like wearing them."

Mulan’s thoughts are very simple——