My Girl and Tenderness

His expression was a little distorted.

Why did he have to tell his mother-in-law about his XP system? This was extremely embarrassing, and even a thick-skinned person like him had to pull back his toes.

The mother-in-law was shocked when she heard this. She opened her mouth and looked at her son-in-law, as if he was not joking at all?

Huh? Don’t men like big ones?

It's true that I don't quite understand it. After all, there is some gap between men and women, and stereotypes arise because of that.

He could only bite the bullet and say—

"Small, small but very cute..."

Although Mulan’s problem is not a small one, if some professional big breasts painters were to draw the character design, it might lead to work-related injuries.

Clang.

Mulan, who was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping on their conversation, almost stumbled and fell out, her face already red as if bleeding.

What on earth are these two guys discussing?

Although her husband's confession made her a little happy, why did she feel so complicated...

"..." Qin Kong suddenly silenced both the mother and daughter, leaving them at a loss for words.

My mother-in-law opened her mouth and said--

"Xiao Kong, you don't have to rush to comfort me. You just refute everything I say, just like Mulan is perfect..."

"In my eyes, Mulan is the best just like this, Mom, don't talk about my wife like that."

Qin Kong stroked her hand softly, wanting to give her confidence.

"Your daughter is really good. She has always stood behind me and supported me. She may sound a little disgusted, but she has never left me. When facing danger, she will stand in front of me even if she knows she cannot defeat it."

"Maybe she's not as delicate as other girls, but she has her own unique charm that attracts me. We have been brothers for many years, comrades-in-arms, and husband and wife who support each other... I can't live without her."

My mother-in-law's worries are completely non-existent. Has this feeling been conveyed to her?

Qin Kong looked at her expression.

I could understand a little bit, but at this moment, my mother-in-law seemed to be hiding her thoughts, and silently glanced at the corner where Mulan was hiding——

“Is it so slow to get a shoe?”

"Hey, here we come."

Mulan came out with a red face. Her heart felt like it was blooming after listening to his confession. She couldn't remain indifferent.

Damn, what is this guy doing?

These words are enough to win her over dozens of times. How could someone express his love so passionately after getting married?

Although he said this to his mother-in-law, she was just eavesdropping.

The mother-in-law looked at her daughter and suddenly said:

"Mulan, please sleep with me tonight, and we can have a good chat as mother and daughter."

"Hey?"

Mother wants to have a night talk with her?

I thought if this trend continued, she would have a night talk with her son-in-law...

After all, it's not that outrageous.

567. The Master’s Caress is Like a Devil

Perhaps because of what her husband said, my mother's tone seemed to have softened a lot. She probably felt relieved.

What I don't want to admit is that he does play a good role in the family, making so many people with different personalities like him and bonding them together.

Of course, Aunt Hong played an important role, but the core key was still this man who looked a little unserious.

"Okay mom."

"Ah."

The mother-in-law looked at her daughter, reached out and touched her head, and said meaningfully -

"You have grown up too..."

It was like a sigh.

Mulan was a little unsure of what this meant. She watched her mother get up and leave the table, and asked -

"Mom? Where are you going?"

"bath."

The mother-in-law raised her lips slightly and even started joking——

"You two came out so quickly, I thought it would take longer."

Mulan lowered her head shyly.

Qin Kong's face changed slightly, and he quickly explained -

"Mom, we're just taking a shower."

It involved a strange dignity of man, and he felt obliged to explain it.

But this caused his wife to roll her eyes. She wanted to pinch him, but because her mother was watching, she could only curse him in a low voice -

"What nonsense are you talking about in front of mom?"

Okay, okay, I know you are great, but you are so shameless in showing off.

"Cuckoo..."

I don’t know if my mother-in-law understood what he meant. She laughed and shook her head, ignoring him.

"Mom, let me rub your back."

"Well, that's fine too."

Mulan trotted after him, muttering:

"After taking care of my husband, I also have to take care of my mother. Being a woman is so hard."

"Didn't you just say that you realized the benefits of being a woman?"

You must have learned something about women's fickleness, right?

Qin Kong smiled and shook his head, watching the mother and daughter go in to exchange feelings, and sat on the sofa looking at his mother-in-law's computer.

It seems to be some report or something like that.

It should be considered confidential, but he is so careless that he doesn't even turn off the computer when he goes to take a shower.

Qin Kong reached out to help her close the notebook. Although he couldn't understand it, he consciously avoided peeking. But in fact, his mother-in-law didn't mind him looking at it.

We are all a family in the future. If he is interested, it’s okay to let him take this little property to play with.

But he was obviously not interested.

Only his mother-in-law's sighing expression just now echoed in his mind.

"Still have concerns?"

This matter seemed to be more complicated than he had imagined. Was there something he had not considered? He should have already expressed his attitude towards Mulan, so why did his mother-in-law still sigh like that?

He suddenly realized that he was not good at understanding women's minds at all. Although he had many wives at home, they were all reckless and would just rush through them if they knew they were interested in him.

But I can't be reckless to my mother-in-law now.

Suddenly I was at a loss as to what to do.

It turns out that Qin Kong doesn't understand women's hearts at all...that's why he looks so slow.

"Cuckoo."

A strange sound suddenly sounded nearby. When he looked up, he saw a magical owl hanging upside down on the ceiling.

The bright yellow vertical pupils stared at him intelligently.

"Are you cosplaying as a bat?"

Qin Kong said to it with a smile.

"Cuckoo."

Snap, Snap.

The roast chicken flapped its wings, and the ceiling was shaking. Fearing that it would drop it, he stretched out his hand and said -

"Come down quickly, little rascal, don't cause trouble. Come, there are fruits here, come down."

"Goo!"

He is still as greedy as ever. I became his pet just for two servings of rice rolls. He can be easily bribed by a few fruits.

It glided down directly, grabbed his arm with its little claws, stopped steadily, and pecked at the spiritual fruit in his hand.

"Oh, it's so heavy! It's a really big fat chicken. I can keep it for the New Year."

"Gu!?"

Suddenly, it sensed danger, and looked at its owner's naughty smile warily. It jumped to the side and used its little paws to move away.

Seems a little scared.

"He's so fat that he can't even fly. He staggers when he walks. He's really a little fat boy."

He grabbed it back with a smile, lifted it up by one of its legs, and said:

"Look at this big chicken drumstick. Yinyin will definitely like it. She eats one and I eat the other. We'll be full after we finish eating."

If this were applied to a human, it would probably be the feeling of a fleshy leg, the kind that when worn with black stockings could reveal a circle of soft flesh, making one salivate.

"Cuckoo!"

Why does it feel like this unscrupulous owner is 100% or even 90% serious? Braised Chicken was so scared that tears welled up in his eyes, and he rubbed his head against his hand affectionately, acting like a puppy.

Master, master, please don’t eat me. I’m very cute.

It seems that I can hear such auditory hallucinations.

It made him laugh out loud, and he nuzzled its soft belly. He obviously liked it very much, but his mouth was still not letting up.

"Huh, I've been looking at your tree lately, how come you have time to play with me?"

"..." I thought it was outrageous for a daughter to be jealous of her mother, but it turned out that he was even more serious. He was jealous of a tree, blaming it for having a spiritual tree but no owner.

Isn't it because I saw that he was alone and upset that I came to accompany him? Is he still not satisfied?

Men are so hard to please.

"Why are you looking at me like my wife, with such disdain, huh?"

The roast chicken turned its head away, as if to say, "No, I respect my master the most." It is really spiritual and should have had intelligence for a long time.

Touching its head, he said:

"It's a pity that you can't speak. It's really strange. You can understand what I say, but you still can't speak human language?"

He didn't know much about spirit beasts, so he didn't know if this was normal or not. He began to rub the furry belly, which seemed to be a little sensitive. The chicken's little paws were raised and wanted to close, using the action of closing his hands to stop him from doing too much.

But in vain.

"Gu, Gu Gu..."

"What's wrong? Are you itchy? I have to tickle you and make you look down on your master. Watch out..."

The evil hand did whatever it wanted to the little owl.

Coo, coo coo!

No, please don't, Master...

If this continues, it will be weird!

The tips of its wings kept trembling, its little claws were stretched straight and tense, its bright yellow eyes were slightly rolled up, its mouth was slightly open, and it kept making whimpering sounds.

It was an unbearable torment, but what stayed in his ears was...

"It's so beautiful, much better than the cooing of pigeons. Come, let me hear more of your lovely voice... Is it here? The sensitive place..."