My Girl and Tenderness

Zi Ji heard the ethereal voice saying -

"Get up, from now on...don't call me teacher, just call me sister."

"!" Zi Ji opened her eyes wide and looked at Teacher Zi who had a helpless look on her face. She turned her head away as if she was a little ashamed.

With his hands folded in front of his stomach, he said:

"After all, speaking of bad influence, maybe I have brought him a bigger bad influence, making him less and less respectful to the elderly..."

If a teacher himself cannot set a good example, how can he ask his students to do so?

As long as it doesn't really harm him, just turn a blind eye.

Zi Ji was shocked. Is this teacher Zi still the same as before? She actually asked her to call...

"elder sister?"

"Hey."

Fairy Purple hooked her finger and said:

"Get up."

"Both of my mothers call you teacher, but I call you sister."

Zi Ji laughed happily, stood up and ran over to hug her arms affectionately, and said -

"Sister? Sister Zi?"

"Okay, okay, stop yelling."

It seems that she still feels ashamed. The relationship between the two is completely messed up. It's all because of that evil little brat of hers, who made it impossible for her to maintain her image as a teacher.

Zi Ji smiled happily, but suddenly thought of something and said -

"Oh no, then I have to call Mulan sister too? I'm older than her, but it's okay, Sister Zi has to call her sister anyway, it's more exaggerated."

"You...don't make fun of me!"

"What are you kidding me? I clearly saw Teacher Zi sitting on the ground, blushing and calling me Sister Mulan."

"..."

"And he's still a student, almost a direct disciple. It's completely upside down."

"..." The female ghost showed great strength in provoking people. She kept poking at the Purple Fairy's scar, completely ignoring the fact that her face was gradually becoming dangerous.

Ziji was still giggling——

"What's going on, Teacher Zi, Teacher Zi, Teacher Zi?"

"I already told you... to call me sister!"

"what!"

He hit the female ghost's head hard, and even Sister Zi, who was so tolerant, got angry.

So you can't blame him for not being able to resist.

It is very common sense that everyone would want to kill a female ghost.

543. Elopement is not allowed. I can't leave my mother-in-law alone.

"Hurry up you idiot!"

The only person at home who would scold him so mercilessly was Mulan, his good brother for more than ten years. With her neat figure hugging her pretty chest, she gently raised her long legs and tapped the ground with her toes, clearly showing her impatience.

With sharp eyes, she looked at him, turning his head several times as he walked, and said in a somewhat gloomy tone:

"Can't bear to part with your loli slave? You can come over and play with her anytime while she's still here. You'd better go meet your mother-in-law first. She's already here."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Qin Kong was obviously a little anxious. If this really didn't happen, he would definitely just laugh it off. However, the current situation made it impossible for him to be tough.

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

Zi Ji now said that being his slave was considered good, at least the level of a slave should be higher than a footstool, right? To be so lowly was simply appalling.

Mulan narrowed her eyes, covered her mouth lightly, and sneered——

"Oh, I am the slave, and she is your stepping cloth, big brother~ the fun is getting more and more complicated."

"Shut up! I don't have a relationship with her like I did with Ziji. She has a problem with her brain. It might be because of the beating I gave her. We need to find a doctor to treat her."

Um... who should I ask for help with this kind of mental damage? Well, would a priest be better? In so many works, nuns are usually the ones who restore the mental state, right?

There happened to be a nun in the store.

But thinking about the drooling and miserable expression on Lisa's face when she was eating, why do I feel like she also needs some treatment?

There are no normal girls in the family. (Sad)

Mulan tilted her head and said -

"You said you didn't recognize Ziji as your relationship, but you didn't deny that I am your slave? I understand. I will take you home and tell my mother that this is my master Qin Kong."

"You want me dead, don't you?"

How can a slave always be against his master? This guy is always at home as a troublemaker wife, seducing him and suppressing him, and it really works every time.

When you want to play the victim, you say “Wow, I’m just a slave of the master”, and when you want to be arrogant, you say “You idiot”. I let you say everything, right?

Turning like the wind belongs to this.

I can’t take it anymore. My hands are itching. I just bullied Mulan and now I can’t hold it back again... But I still have to endure it, otherwise I won’t be able to explain to my mother-in-law later.

Mulan saw his retreat with sharp eyes, smiled playfully, and said -

"Hey, are you scared now? Where is your arrogance towards your wife at home? You're so scared when you're about to meet your mother-in-law?"

"As someone said, there is no daughter-in-law who is afraid of her mother-in-law, only daughter-in-law who respects her mother-in-law. Then I can also say that there is no son-in-law who is afraid of his mother-in-law, only son-in-law who respects his mother-in-law."

This is really not a joke. He can't leave Mulan anymore. This person has taken root in his life. If this meeting causes his mother-in-law to object...

Qin Kong's heart tightened.

It was rare for Mulan to see him look so serious, so she said in a rare tone:

"Are you really that scared? I can see you're shaking."

"Isn't that nonsense? I'm so nervous that I feel sick when I think about your mom disapproving if I don't behave well."

"No, no, no."

Mulan laughed and waved her hand, looking quite heartless.

"Relax, why are you so nervous?"

"Of course I am nervous because I care about you very much."

"..." The elegant girl glanced sideways, her soft hair swaying slightly, looking at her husband, her smile gradually softened, and she said -

"I'm really touched that my man cares so much about me. Since you're so serious, it's up to you to decide. What are you going to say when you see your mother-in-law? Master? Husband?"

Qin Kong looked up at the sky.

I always feel that something is... wrong. It's extremely desperate.

Can the strange connection between them be explained? And can his mother-in-law accept that he has more than one wife?

There are too many uncertainties.

Mulan looked at him in embarrassment and said with a smile -

"Actually, this is just our business. We can live our lives behind closed doors and it doesn't matter what happens. There's no need to explain it to her."

She always hurts him with her words, but when it comes to the critical moment, Mulan's wife is so gentle, protecting him and willing to hide those ridiculous things for him.

Is it okay to just keep it a secret like this?

Qin Kong pursed his lips, shook his head and said——

"No, I want to make it clear to Aunt Mu."

"Oh? What if she gets furious after hearing this and asks me to separate from you forever?"

"Can you please stop talking so horribly?"

“But this may very well be reality.”

Mulan held her cheek and smiled playfully. What she said was absolutely correct, but she also had a teasing look on her husband's face, wanting to see how he would react.

Qin Kong gritted his teeth and said -

"Then I won't let go either. I must have you."

"You want to elope with me?"

"It's not an elopement, it can be resolved slowly with time..."

He looked a little tangled, scratched his head and said:

"Elope and leave Aunt Mu alone at home? She only has you as her daughter. I can't be so selfish."

"..." Mulan listened to his sincere words. He neither gave up on her nor her mother. It sounded a bit cowardly, as if he was trying to muddy the waters and get away with it.

But it really touched her heart.

Yes, why do you have to be so decisive? If being a little confused can make everyone happy, that's not bad.

She smiled and nodded, took his arm and said -

"Okay, you've passed. No wonder mom likes you so much. Don't worry, I promise that everything will go smoothly this time."

"Aunt Mu, do you really like me? We couldn't even say a few words before."

"She is so busy every day, how much can she talk to a kid like you?"

Mulan rolled her eyes and said -

"You are a family from now on. You can talk as much as you want. Okay, get out now."

"Wait, wait, don't push me..."

He was pushed out of the world of mountains and rivers by his wife. His mind was frantically recalling Mulan's mother, trying to think carefully about what she liked and what he should do to please her.

The result is nothing.

The only time they had interacted before was when he came to play with Mulan. Sometimes he could eat with Aunt Mu, and then he would go into the kitchen to help wash the dishes.

At that time, Aunt Mu just looked at him with a slightly scary look, and then said nothing, tacitly allowing him to stay in their "mother and son" home to help with housework.

A few years ago, they were mother and son, and a few years later, they became mother and daughter. How unpredictable things are. (Sigh)

This was the first time he met her as a son-in-law.

When I thought about the fact that I am still a student and have nothing, and am simply a pauper, I felt guilty.

Aunt Mu is so well-mannered, she should, maybe... not beat him out with a broom, right?

544. Visiting Mother-in-law’s House

stomping on...

On the clean road, two young people, a man and a woman, were carrying large and small bags and walking along the long courtyard wall. They looked like a couple.

But in fact, they are already husband and wife and have mastered all kinds of knowledge.

Qin Kong looked at the road outside. There were not many cars passing by, so it seemed quite quiet, almost making people forget that this should be the center of the city.

There are no tall buildings around to block the sunlight, and vehicles are directed elsewhere. There are no shops and no crowds gathered. It is just a leisurely courtyard.

It seems a bit dreamy.

There is such a place in the bustling city center. It seems that everything has to give way to this place and not disturb the owner's leisure.

When I came here before, I didn’t think too much about it. At most, I would sigh and say that my brother was such a stinking rich second-generation. But now that I’ve grown up, I’ve changed.

My wife is such a stinky rich second generation.

It's really taken a weird turn.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Mulan took his arm, noticed his gaze, and smiled gently, which was actually a bit ladylike.

"I was thinking that you're a little disgusting like this. You're not this... gentle at home."