My Girl and Tenderness

"Um...okay."

Yinyin was a well-behaved child. She nodded her little head and let Qin Kong put them down. Qin Kong watched her crawling on the bed, the loose camisole sticking to her petite body. She lay down in the middle of the bed, patted both sides, and said, "Mom and Dad sleep next to Yinyin."

"it is good."

Qin Kong glanced at Mrs. Ye and carefully touched the bed of the mother and daughter. He always felt that there was a light and elegant fragrance, which was different from the bed of his stinky man.

It could also be a psychological illusion.

"hey-hey."

When Yin Yin saw him coming up, she immediately snuggled into his arms with her petite body, warming his embrace like a hot water bottle.

Children's body temperature is higher.

This is a symbol of vitality.

She sniffed and said--

"Dad smells good."

"is it?"

Qin Kong felt that he had no taste, and said with a smile -

"That's Yinyin. She's fragrant and soft. She smells really good. Let daddy smell it again."

"Giggle, giggle... It's so itchy. Mommy smells so good too. Daddy, go smell Mommy."

The cutie pushed his face.

When he mentioned his mother, he felt something was wrong. He blinked his big eyes, looked at Mrs. Ye who was standing motionless beside the bed, and said:

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"Ah, no, nothing...it's just that the bed seems a bit crowded, why don't I go to the sofa outside..."

Mrs. Ye felt something was a little strange after she said this. This was her room, her bed, and her daughter. He slept here, hugged her daughter here, but she had to go to the sofa?

What is this about the cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest?

"Mmm."

Yin Yin looked at his wife making excuses, put her hands on her waist unhappily, patted the other side of her bed with one hand, and said -

"Mom, come here."

"Woo..."

Mrs. Ye had no choice but to move forward little by little, fearing that Yin Yin would be angry.

"..."

Isn’t this scene too weird?

Qin Kong watched Yin Yin scolding Mrs. Ye. Didn't he expect that Yin Yin had the upper hand in private? Mrs. Ye was ordered around by her daughter.

It feels a bit useless.

Mrs. Ye came to the bedside and was about to get on the bed when Yin Yin said again -

"Wait a moment."

"What, what's wrong?"

Mrs. Ye shrank her neck.

Yin Yin looked her up and down. She was wearing a shirt, a tight skirt, and black stockings. It was completely a business outfit for going out. She didn't look relaxed at all.

She said:

"Mom, are you going to sleep in your pajamas? Go change into your pajamas."

pajamas?

Qin Kong's eyes unconsciously looked at Mrs. Ye's slender body curves. Her mature charm could not even be concealed by her work clothes. What would she look like in pajamas?

"Uh... but... uncle, please don't do that. Search for items in the group:..."

"Ok?"

Mrs. Ye seemed to be struggling, but Yin Yin glared back at her. With no other options, Mrs. Ye, with a red face, could only go to the closet and take out a silk pajamas. She turned around and looked at him with gritted teeth, and said, "Turn around."

Such a burning gaze, do you really want to see it?

Qin Kong said seriously -

"I have night blindness. Without the lights on here, I am as blind as a person."

Are you also on guard against blind people?

"Go to hell!"

Mrs. Ye was so ashamed and angry that she took off her white shirt and threw it on his face. It carried with it the body temperature that she had been holding for a long time, as well as her scent.

Just as he pulled it down, a hip skirt was thrown on his face again. What was next?

He put away her clothes and skirt, then looked at her round thighs with some eagerness. The tight black stockings outlined a beautiful line from her toes to her lower abdomen.

"...Isn't this going to be taken off?"

"Bah, obscene!"

Mrs. Ye knew what he was thinking. She spat softly and just kept wearing her stockings and underwear, exposing her white back to him.

But after just a moment, the silky pajamas hid the beautiful skin, yet it was still vaguely visible, making people want to explore it even more.

Her black silk feet made soft noises on the floor, and in order to avoid his sight, she quickly ran over and got into the bed, staring at him with her blue eyes, and said - "You are so shameless."

"What's there to be ashamed of seeing my wife?"

"Who is yours? Shame on you!"

Mrs. Ye pushed the shameless man away with one hand, snatched her daughter and held her in her arms, saying -

"Yin Yin is not yours either, she is mine!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Qin Kong smiled and came closer, lying on his side facing Mrs. Ye, and said to Yin Yin in her arms -

"Yin Yin, tell me yourself, whose good daughter are you?"

"Well?"

Yin Yin rolled her eyes and said -

"I am mom and dad's good daughter!"

"Who makes delicious food for you? Who holds you and spins you around? Who do you like more?"

"It's Dad!"

"Hey! That's a very cunning way of asking!"

Mrs. Ye protested by kicking him with her black silk feet on the bed and said:

"Of course you did the first two. You also added a controversial question to trick Yinyin into answering. It's really too much to play tricks on a child."

"Have it?"

Qin Kong smiled and said -

"Then let me ask it another way. Yinyin, who are you more afraid of? Who spanks you more often?"

"It's mom."

Yinyin covered her little butt in fear when she thought about it, and said after thinking for a while -

"As expected, I still like dad the most! Hehe."

The little girl slipped from her mother's arms to her father's arms like a loach.

Qin Kong also laughed, kissed the little girl's cheek, and said -

"Dad loves Yin Yin the most. Why don't we just get rid of mom? Let's elope. Let her spank my daughter all day long. No more."

"No more! Hehehe."

The little girl followed her father and made a fuss.

Mrs. Ye looked at the smiling father and daughter and almost fainted from anger.

"You, you guys..."

Ahhhh, so angry!

……

PS: You are bullying your mom, right?

114. Sleeping with mother and daughter

Mrs. Ye couldn't help but patted Yinyin's little butt and said tenderly -

"Mom loves you in vain!"

"Dad, Mom hit me again."

Yin Yin shrank into his arms, turned around in his arms, and hid her little butt against his belly to avoid being hit by her mother.

Qin Kong felt the tenderness in his arms, smiled and held her in his arms, and said to Mrs. Ye -

"You are not allowed to hit my daughter."

"I'll beat you too!"

Mrs. Ye raised her hand and knocked him on the head. Qin Kong scratched his head, lowered his eyes and looked at Yin Yin, and said with a smile -

"We can't help it. Dad has also been beaten. Otherwise, we should just give in."

"Well……"

Yinyin was much more obedient now. She blinked her big eyes, looked at her mother, and said:

"Don't be angry, Mom. Yinyin was just joking with you."

She is also a little girl who knows how to deal with current affairs.

Mrs. Ye looked at the father and daughter playing tricks, and suddenly lost her temper. It is said that daughters take after their fathers. It has only been a short time, but Yinyin has been influenced by his personality.

Become a little lively and funny.

Yinyin pulled her over with a giggle and said -

"Mom, come closer."

"Well……"

The wife's blue eyes looked at his face, moving a little closer, then a little closer, until they were face to face, their eyes meeting.

For Mrs. Ye, this distance only exists between lovers.

At this time, her face turned red with embarrassment.

Even Qin Kong felt a little embarrassed, looking at her beautiful face, her plump and mature figure under her black silk pajamas, exuding an alluring fragrance.

He was just an innocent boy of 18 years old. His virginity had just been taken away by Aunt Hong, so he was still unable to let go.

Averted his eyes slightly.

Mrs. Ye was surprised. She actually saw a trace of embarrassment on this shameless man. He was usually so brave, but it turned out he was just pretending?

She felt a little amused and said:

"What's wrong? Won't you come closer?"

"..."

Perhaps she finally found some weakness in him, so this time it was Mrs. Ye who attacked, trying to get something back from him. However, this method was like a sheep walking into the tiger's mouth, and he, a grown man, would not suffer any loss.