My Girl and Tenderness

As long as she is happy, it seems to be fine to do whatever she wants.

Qin Kong is such a person. He even wants to support his own daughter for the rest of her life. He pursues a very tolerant educational philosophy and is a stupid husband who dotes on his daughter and wife.

Fortunately, there were others who curbed his bad behavior. Mrs. Ye came over and twisted his waist, put her hands on her waist and sternly taught him a lesson in a teacher's tone -

"No! Studying is the foundation of a person's independence. You must continue studying no matter what. Xiao Qian, you can't give up. If you have any difficulties, you can tell us."

"Self-reliance? Why do you want to be self-reliant?"

Qin Kong was somewhat dissatisfied when he heard this word. He hugged his young wife and said willfully:

"I will support Xiao Qian for the rest of her life. If you think that studying too much will make you independent, then don't study anymore. Xiao Qian... Xiao Qian is mine!"

"you……"

"elder brother……"

Mrs. Ye was so angry that she was fuming, but Xiao Qian was so touched and happy. Her brother would do anything to keep her, which was undoubtedly proof that he loved her.

"I will go through the withdrawal procedures tomorrow!"

"Chiba-chan!? Ahhhh! You two idiot lovers are really enough!"

Boom!Boom!

Teacher Ye hit the two rebellious children on the head, one by one, and made them hug each other and cover their heads.

Mrs. Ye is obviously the kind of virtuous wife who will force her husband to be positive and optimistic, at least not to degenerate any further and to be a normal person.

However, the Harem King is no longer a normal person, but he should also work hard to be a sunny and cheerful Harem King.

She taught her young husband a lesson:

"Being independent doesn't mean running away on your own, but becoming a complete person in terms of personality and ability. Xiao Qian won't study anymore, and will just be your wife. She will become something dependent on you. Is that okay?"

Every word makes sense, worthy of being a teacher, with a set of ideas. Probably, he has used this theory many times to persuade students who don't want to study, and parents who want their children to give up studying.

I think they should be able to listen to it...

"Being able to be my brother... well, it's like a dream."

The simple girl covered her face, as if she could see ambiguous bubbles floating out of her head and then bursting happily.

"..." It was a mistake. For most girls, being dependent on others like a parasite sounds harsh, and even if it is the truth, it is unacceptable. But it is obvious that Xiao Qian is not an ordinary girl.

She has an indifferent personality and looks down on everything in the world. Qin Kong is her only one. She doesn't care about the opinions of others or the form. Being owned and cherished by him is the happiest thing.

So study? Learn nothing!

Teacher Ye held his forehead with a headache, and felt deeply that the person who tied the bell should be the one to untie it, and he had to start with the culprit, so he crossed his plump legs and feet, and acted like a black silk class teacher giving a lecture, and said to Qin Kong - "You are a student yourself, how can you support Xiao Qian? Without a degree, who will give you a job?"

"Um, the Dragon Princess gave me a job."

"Who?"

It was an unexpected answer. Mrs. Ye shook her head and said after she understood it.

"But you live in the secular world, and you can't live without money."

“It’s so easy to make money.”

Qin Kong laughed and saw Mulan picking up the medical box that his mother-in-law had dropped on the ground. He sneaked over, hugged her, and touched her delicate earlobe, whispering to her seductively - "Wife, give me some money, and I'll give you a massage later."

"How much do you want?"

Mulan's body was limp, and his hands had already started pressing her acupuncture points. It was probably a free experience, but he couldn't stand it anymore, so his wealthy wife transferred him 100,000 yuan.

"See! I said it was easy, didn't I?"

"..." Looking at her husband's proud and boastful look, Mrs. Ye covered her face, she couldn't bear to watch it.

637. Soft Rice Immortal

Mrs. Ye looked at Mulan slumped on the ground with a rosy face. Perhaps her eyes couldn't help but carry a bit of complaint, so Mulan turned her head away guiltily and pretended to continue to pack her things seriously.

"Just, just some pocket money. I'm his wife. Well, in some countries, it's illegal not to give pocket money. It's reasonable..."

I didn't really look forward to a massage or anything. I'm really going to be broken by being toyed with by him every day.

It’s better to spend money to avoid disaster.

"This amount of money is considered pocket money, right?"

Mrs. Ye complained in her heart that this was more than her salary, but Mulan just took it out casually. She had no doubt how rich this rich woman's treasury was.

Turning her head back to look at her husband who was proud of being a gigolo, she gnashed her teeth and said angrily:

“What kind of money is this?”

“How is this not considered making money?”

Qin Kong came back and hugged Xiao Qian again, giggling -

"Look, Xiao Qian, I can support you."

Facing such a despicable person, Xiao Qian was moved and said:

"My brother worked so hard for me..."

"How can it be hard work! You can get so much money just for a few massages. Apologize to the working people!"

Most of the time, Mrs. Ye is a good teacher with correct values. The only thing that destroyed her values ​​was marrying a man in the harem. This was a single misstep that led to eternal regret.

"Yes, but..."

There was another person who mindlessly defended her husband. The sales lady held one hand to her chest and raised the other hand to argue with Teacher Ye for her husband.

"As long as we market and build up a reputation as a massage master who graduated from a fairy school, I think a hundred thousand per session is actually too little..."

Although the sales lady couldn't sell the house, she had a wealth of theoretical knowledge and knew how to operate it, so as soon as she opened her mouth, Mrs. Ye was speechless.

And the key point is that he is a cultivator who really studies in a fairy school, and his massage really has the potential to prolong life.

One hundred thousand?

That's a bargain price that only wives can afford.

He is not some 100,000-strong witch who can do anything.

Mrs. Ye was speechless for a moment, and had nothing to refute, so she began to bully the timid, big-breasted and brainless sales lady, saying -

"You're just talking nonsense. Xiao Wen, how many houses did you sell today? Are they enough to pay the tax?"

9. “Woo woo woo…”

0 Just a simple question made the sales lady burst into tears. She kept talking about something incomprehensible like the international environment and how one should be patient.

④ “It’s not my fault, it’s the world’s fault.”

㈧She is too fragile. Perhaps it is the blows she has suffered all along that have shaped her into such a character that lacks confidence and is easily broken.

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Ye hurriedly smiled and said with sweat on her forehead:

⒉ "Well, well, Xiao Wen, don't cry, I was just kidding you."

9. "Sister Ye..."

Lin: "Although the environment has an impact, it is useless to complain about it. There are always people who can make money..."

Ugh. “Woooaaaaah!”

The sales lady didn't want to listen even to such tactful words and burst into tears out of grievance.

Qin Kong hurriedly comforted——

"Hey, hey, sales lady, don't cry, what are you doing, Mrs. Ye! Why are you bullying her?"

Xiao Qian also shook her head and said rationally -

"Sister Ye, this is really too much."

"I just wanted to encourage her..."

Mrs. Ye had no way to defend herself. It was clearly Xiao Wen who talked back to her, and then she just fought back and was defeated and fell. She was too fragile.

"Xiao Kong!"

"Oh, the sales lady."

He caught his queen-like wife who rushed towards him. Her terrifying size held him in his arms, bringing her extreme softness, which made him a little dazed.

"That's too much, Sister Ye is too much... I don't want to do that."

"Okay, okay, it's not your fault, stop crying. If you stop crying, I'll kiss you, okay? Mmm, my dear wife, be strong."

He breathed deeply on her face, making her laugh foolishly and forget her troubles all at once.

"Hey, Xiaokong is the best. I like you the most."

After experiencing intense emotional changes, it seemed as if the sales lady's mind had turned into that of a child. She hugged him and rubbed him continuously, and her blood surged up. With a slight blush on her face, she clamped her legs and feet together and bent slightly.

The defenseless big breasted sister is really...

So evil.

"Good boy, good boy..."

Patting the sales lady's head, it seemed like she would agree to any request.

"Anyway, anyway!"

Mrs. Ye looked at their affectionate appearance and interrupted them with a cough.

"Making money like that doesn't count. Making money from your own wife doesn't count."

"Mom, give me some pocket money."

Qin Kong immediately pulled his mother's hand.

The mother looked helpless and said:

"I'm not as rich as your wife, but I can still afford a few thousand dollars..."

"You can't make money from my mother! You bastard..."

Mrs. Ye couldn't help it, so she stretched out her hand and pulled his ear again, then said to my mother -

"Mom! You are such a fool. Don't spoil him too much."

"No favor."

Mom defended herself:

"He's in college, isn't it normal for me to give him some living expenses? Of course, there are also people who work and study. Although I'm not rich here, I can afford it. There's no need to do that."

"This……"

Mrs. Ye felt that she could no longer educate her husband. Everyone in the family was helping him to do his job. She was shocked.

"So you are determined to make Xiao Qian go home and stay there? Become your toy and satisfy your possessive desire?"

"Sister Ye, it's not like that."

Xiao Qian explained——

"Even if I study, I will end up being my husband's toy at home to satisfy his possessiveness. The result will be the same whether I study or not."

"..." What you said really makes sense. Looking at Xiao Qian's performance, she wouldn't listen even if he asked her not to be his plaything.

However, just when Mrs. Ye was about to give up, Qin Kong hugged Xiao Qian's slender waist and said -

"My little Qian is so nice, but you still have to study. I was just joking with your sister Ye just now. I study myself, so why do you want to drop out? No way."

Mrs. Ye was surprised——

"You actually said something so serious? Have you finally come to your senses and realized how wrong your thoughts were?"

"Well, yes, it occurs to me that this is a serious question."

"Really? That's what I said."

It seems that my husband can still be saved. He can still be relied upon at critical moments.

Just as Mrs. Ye nodded repeatedly...

Qin Kong held Xiao Qian in his arms and said expectantly:

"After all, the title of female college student sounds good. It's more fulfilling when we sleep together as intellectuals."