"I……"

She was speechless, looking at Mrs. Ye who claimed to be in her thirties. She was of course much older than him. She was catching up with the end of the mythological era. Seeing the immortals showing their power to suppress the Church, it was obvious that she was an old monster.

Looking at it this way, it is really embarrassing to be captured by an 18-year-old boy.

But it doesn't matter. Everyone here is a disgrace. As long as you shout "Qin Kong prisoners, step out", everyone will come forward in unison, even my mother and mother-in-law.

⑻So it is not shameful to be captured by him at home. After all, everyone is equally shameful.

5 Lisa knew that if she told her real age here, the Virgin Mary would call her "sister". Even if it was a trial, she couldn't bully the Virgin Mary like this.

7 Still trying to redeem himself a little from his blasphemous behavior.

⒍So she lowered her head and whispered:

㈥ "I am... ten, eighteen years old..."

③ Eighteen years old and I don’t know how many centuries it is, but my physical condition is indeed maintained at the age of eighteen, and if my bone age is measured, I will be considered an eighteen-year-old girl.

So it’s not a complete lie…right?

㈣"Then I will call you sister? Sister Lisa."

Mrs. Erye held her hand, pressed her forehead against hers, and smiled gently.

"I have a sister again. Don't worry, I will take good care of you."

She is totally a good sister who dotes on her younger sister.

In Lisa's eyes, there seemed to be a holy light surrounding the Virgin Mary, and that sacred maternal light cleansed and redeemed her sinful soul.

"Our Lady..."

"Ok?"

She put a finger on Lisa's lips, shook her head unhappily and said -

"So, you can't call me Saint Mary anymore. You have to call me 'sister', okay? I'm Ye Yun, so I'm Sister Ye Yun, but you can also call me Sister Ye. Come on, call me that and let me hear you."

"Sister, sister... wuuuu..."

Lisa kept shaking her head, still finding it difficult to address Mrs. Ye as a sister naturally.

“……” Mrs. Ye felt that her work was in vain and was a little unhappy, with her cheeks slightly puffed.

Otherwise, it would be better to send her to husband T for training.

Girls like this who secretly like him can only accept their fate and negotiate in front of him. They will soon be thoroughly educated and will know how to call their husband "sister".

What should we do? Should we do this?

Mrs. Ye held her chin in her hand and thought.

But Lisa felt a chill, unaware that a "disaster was about to happen."

641. Mother-in-law, open the door. I am your good son-in-law.

Hmm...which room is my mother-in-law in?

Qin Kong walked in the almost infinite corridor. The house became a little outrageous after Aunt Hong expanded the space. As long as he walked forward, it seemed that there was endless space.

The family population has indeed increased, but there is no need to have three palaces and six courtyards. No matter what he says, it is impossible for him to really have three thousand beauties in his harem like the emperor.

Impossible impossible.

Not all of these places can be used. There should only be one or two spare rooms that are regularly cleaned and have supplies prepared.

This should be it, right?

Qin Kong looked at the door of the guest room. He could clearly smell his mother-in-law's scent behind the door, so he walked over stealthily and tried to open the door.

Click, click, click...

The door was locked, as if it was guarding against some little beast. If I could call up my mother-in-law's data panel, I should be able to see the words "alert level 100".

When he was living with the mother and daughter before, his mother-in-law never locked the door, so he could easily go in to visit and show his filial piety. But now he was indeed stopped outside the door.

Even a person who is generally kind-hearted will change if his son-in-law does something shameful to him.

"You're so bad! Why are you so defensive against me? I can't even sneak in..."

The unself-aware little scoundrel puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction. Most thin-skinned people would have left in shame after realizing that he was being on guard against them.

But it is obvious that Qin Kong is not an ordinary bad guy.

Since the sneak attack failed, just knock on the door.

Boom boom boom!

"Mother-in-law, open the door. I want to go in."

"..." It was like the Big Bad Wolf's unreasonable request to the Little White Rabbit. What would happen if he opened the door? He dared to carry his mother-in-law on his shoulders and bring her home. Wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted at home now?

And more importantly...

She sat on the bed, her hands on her knees, her sharp eyes looking at the door, and said -

"I'm going to sleep, go find your beloved mother."

Anyway, mother-in-law is inferior to mother.

You just have a mother.

She was a little bit upset, but of course her face was still as cold as ice, and her tone was so distant that you couldn't tell she was being arrogant, and it seemed like she was just being normal.

But who is Qin Kong? He is already very familiar with this kind of big Mulan. His mother-in-law's cold words sound sour in his ears.

He couldn't help but laugh secretly. Such a cute performance was in stark contrast to her image of a strong woman. Outsiders could only see her strong side.

The cute side was now only visible to him.

Oh, but what should I do now? How can I coax my mother-in-law to open the door? My beautiful mother-in-law, please open the door, open it quickly, I want to come in... This scene is really like the Big Bad Wolf and the Little Rabbit.

Just as he was thinking of a solution, another person's voice came from inside, which made his eyes light up.

I only heard that gentle voice saying——

"Aunt Mu, if you need anything, you can tell me. You are his mother-in-law, which means you are our mother. We are all family, so don't be polite."

"..." The mother-in-law glanced at Miss Hong with a perfect smile. It seemed that she was taking care of herself, but when she opened her mouth, the big bad wolf outside knew the situation here, and it sounded like a collusion between inside and outside.

Sure enough, after Qin Kong learned that Aunt Hong was also inside, his wolf tail immediately stood up, revealing an evil smile, and he gently knocked on the door and said -

"By the way, Aunt Hong, I can't find my clothes. Can you come out and help me find them?"

"you……"

Before Aunt Hong could say anything, my mother-in-law became anxious. If Miss Hong went out, wouldn't that be opening the door for him to let a wolf in?

So she cursed:

"You are already so old, but you still need your wife to help you find clothes. When you were a child, your mother helped you find clothes, and when you grew up, your wife helped you find clothes. You have always let them take care of you. Can you be more ambitious?"

“But I really can’t find it.”

He chuckled, not entirely using it as an excuse to get Aunt Hong to open the door. The women in the family really like to tidy up things, and they put them here today and there tomorrow, completely following their own preferences.

It seems that such behavior can give you a great sense of accomplishment. You move things from the old place to the new place, change the layout, and then call it "tidy". It's hard work.

The most enjoyable thing is to see my husband looking for something everywhere, scratching his head like a monkey, and finally yelling "wife" in despair.

"Honey, where are my things?"

The wife will be very satisfied and will come out happily to complain that her husband can't find anything and has to rely on her. What will he do without her?

The man could only listen and was unable to utter a word.

After all, this is a wife's game.

Aunt Hong smiled softly at this time and said to her husband outside the door -

"Have you looked in the cupboard? Or is it hanging outside? Or is it in the washing machine and hasn't been washed yet? Have you checked them all?"

"I've checked everything. It's gone. I don't know where my light pink short-sleeved shirt, which I often wear, is. Did you lose it?"

"It's faded from washing. You should have thrown that piece of clothing away long ago. Really... Mom scolded me for letting you wear such old clothes. They were from high school."

"It's comfortable to wear, honey..."

"Okay, okay, I'm here. I really can't do anything to you."

Aunt Hong looked helpless, then smiled and said to his mother-in-law -

"Then mother-in-law, I'll be out first. You can take a rest first. If you need anything, call me. Just call my name."

The name of the Red King cannot be spoken lightly.

There is a high possibility of terrible sensations, and disaster may happen across infinite space.

Of course, it is reflected in the family members, that is, the good daughter-in-law and good sister who are always available. However, there are exceptions to this always available.

For example... when your husband is about to take action, it's useless to scream at the top of your lungs.

Beneath the perfect smile, there is a sinister little thought.

"Xiaohong you..."

The mother-in-law watched the couple perform a double act and could only grit her teeth and slap the mattress, but there was nothing she could do. After all, there was nothing wrong with Aunt Hong's behavior.

Her husband called her and her mother-in-law wanted to rest, so wasn't it reasonable for her to leave?

But this will allow some big bad wolf to slip in, and there's nothing we can do about it.

Aunt Hong stood up with her perfect legs and feet, walked towards the door with beautiful steps, opened the door that her mother-in-law had locked, and saw the big bad wolf outside the door, smiling and winking at her.

She pretended to push him and said:

"Mother-in-law needs to rest."

"I know, I just came here to tell mom something."

"Then hurry up."

As she was acting, Aunt Hong started laughing behind her mother-in-law's back, and she pretended to stop him and let him in.

Qin Kong looked at his virtuous wife and suddenly understood. No wonder he didn't see Aunt Hong just now. Usually he would see her to greet him when he came back. It turned out that she came early to make arrangements for him in order to be his insider.

It's really perfect, everything at home has been considered.

"My wife is so nice..."

I couldn't help but kiss her sweet, soft lips.

"Don't go too far, you look dead."

I'm talking about my mother-in-law. There should be a limit to how much a little rascal can bully her.

He chuckled and said -

"I know."

642. Mother-in-law takes a nap, son-in-law takes care of her

In this family, if you control Aunt Hong, you control everything. Where else can my beautiful mother-in-law run to? Isn't it because I am allowed in?

"You...don't be so bullying."

"How did I bully anyone? I have always been so nice to my mother-in-law, cooking for her, giving her massages, and showing her care in all kinds of ways. But I was beaten up for it. I really don't understand."

He is in this state now, and what he said is beneficial to himself, so others think he is a good son-in-law and a filial son, but it is the mother-in-law who is being unreasonable.

She pursed her lips, laid her pretty figure on the bed, pulled up the blanket and closed her eyes, not wanting to see the smug look on the bastard's face after he succeeded.

Aunt Hong took one last look at the room, pinched his waist, and said -

"Just coax her well. My mother-in-law is a very nice person. Don't go too far."

After leaving such a message, the perfect wife left. This explanation was the final responsibility and was done very well in form.

However, the specific operations are all left to the big bad wolf.

Qin Kong watched Aunt Hong leave, then walked into the room with a grin and said to his mother-in-law who was lying on the bed -

"Mom? I'm coming in."

"I'm going to sleep, close the door."

The cold tone was still as distant as ever. She didn't want to pay any attention to this guy, didn't want to listen to his explanation, and kept her distance.

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