My Girl and Tenderness

"Really? Next time I find out you're not attending class, I'll spank you."

I say this every time, and then forget it this time.

Teacher Ye watched from the side and shook his head. Parents who always do this will lose their authority and make their children more and more disrespectful. The only benefit is that it can narrow the distance between them, so Yinyin likes him more and more.

⒐This time too.

Death "Hey, Dad, I love you the most."

Dad: “Hey.”

Qin Kong heard Mrs. Ye sigh, blinked, and said——

"Why are you sighing? You're not even happy with me holding her for a while? I'll feed her a couple of times and then I'll give it back to you. Really, you're more jealous than your daughter. Yinyin, mom is the most stingy, right?"

Shan: "Yes, stingy mother."

Mrs. Sanye felt that sooner or later she would be pissed off to death by this father and daughter, and her blood pressure probably rose a lot due to worry.

Lin Mulan looked at Sister Ye's miserable appearance and couldn't help but feel some empathy. She didn't have a daughter being taken away, but he took away her mother.

Now all his mother's eyes are on him, and she looks like her daughter was picked up from a trash can.

In a sense, Mulan and Mrs. Ye suffered the same tragic fate.

They couldn't help but look at each other, feeling a sense of sympathy for each other.

Shaking her head, Mulan's expression became somewhat normal again, but her sharp eyes flickered a little, and she said to her husband -

"Ahem, that, idiot, you, come over here tonight, I have something to tell you..."

"Hmm? Is there anything you want to say that can't be said here?"

Qin Kong suddenly became alert, looking at his beautiful good brother with a strange expression on his face. Whenever she had this attitude, there was always a trap waiting for him.

After so many years, her guilty conscience remains the same as always. Qin Kong is simply the tapeworm in her stomach.

Tapeworms are longer than roundworms.

"This, this place is not convenient..."

Mulan originally intended to conceal her tracks, but the current tug-of-war situation instead attracted the attention of everyone at the dinner table.

Everyone except Qin Kong and Yin Yin was stunned.

Then he silently focused his gaze on Mulan, already tasting a little of her flavor.

Is it more convenient to talk about it in the evening?

How are you going to say it, where are you going to say it, how long are you going to say it for, and how intensely are you going to say it?

Mulan could only ask Sister Hong for help with sweat all over her forehead.

Aunt Hong just smiled and said generously:

"It's just a private matter. If you are interested, you can come and listen."

The girls opened their eyes slightly when they heard this.

647. Team building for wives, crisis for husbands

Ok?

Why did the atmosphere suddenly feel weird? The silly man looked around. The girls seemed to be in some way wrong and were secretly looking at him with very strange eyes.

Somewhat uncomfortable.

How should I put it? It was like being stared at by a tiger, but why? They were all his beautiful wives, so why did he feel this way?

"Ahem, Sister Hong is so nice. You should have told us about this earlier. This is our first team building and we haven't prepared anything..."

Mrs. Ye's face was flushed, and she shyly covered the lower half of her face and mouth with her hands. She glanced at the young and strong boy, but when her peeking was discovered, she quickly lowered her head.

"Team building? What team building?"

Qin Kong was a little curious. It seemed that his wives were getting along better and better at home and they were playing together. Why were they forming a group?

Going shopping?

Oh, if that was the case, he would be a little scared. After all, women shopping is a torture for men. He was only more motivated when he bought clothes for Xiao Qian.

"You'll know when the time comes..."

As the initiator, Mulan felt that what she was doing was a bit mean. It seemed a bit inappropriate to give an "inhumane" reward to this idiot who knew nothing.

After all, it is illegal to do this to the mentally retarded.

"Ok?"

However, no matter how stupid Qin Kong was, this attitude would arouse suspicion, and he became more alert.

Aunt Hong was smart, she smiled and comforted him -

"You've been a good son-in-law today and made your mother-in-law happy. Mulan wants to reward you. Let's get rid of it and give you a massage. After all, you've worked hard, husband."

The words of Hong's wife are really useful. What man would not be moved by the words "You have worked hard, husband"? What is the reason for working so hard? Isn't it just to have someone love and understand you when you return home? For these, you will not be afraid of anything.

Qin Kong immediately threw the little bit of caution he had just mentioned behind his head, looked at his wife Hong with deep affection, and said in a gentle tone -

"You are the one. Thank you for taking care of this family, my wife."

"Well?"

Why did someone suddenly say this in such a serious manner? Aunt Hong was caught off guard. Her face flushed with shyness, but she couldn't help but smile.

But he soon felt something was wrong, because the other girls all looked at him, and their once close alliance was about to fall apart because of his partiality.

These girls really have no future.

Although I am the same.

Aunt Hong smiled helplessly:

“It’s not just my credit.”

"I know, that's why I said wife, not red wife."

"That's good."

He barely suppressed the jealousy of others and began to return to the united front.

Ask for opinions from all parties.

Aunt Hong presided over the meeting. She first looked at the sales lady who had to press her breasts before she could lower her head to pick up the food in the bowl. She really saw too many inconveniences caused by having big breasts in her.

Mulan really wanted to help her share this worry.

They are really good sisters.

Even though he was a fool and his little brain wasn't very smart, when it came to things like this, a woman's sensitivity was certainly not something a blockhead like him could match.

She knew very well what these sisters meant.

② But she pretended not to understand and just buried her head in eating with a blushing face, her face almost lowered to her chest.

⑨There was no way she could hide this appearance from Aunt Hong.

④ Smiled and called her out——

０ "Xiao Wen, you have been at home for a long time, right?"

④ “Hey? Hey?”

③The sales lady’s hands trembled, and her face turned even redder when she heard these suggestive words. She knew what Aunt Hong was hinting at, and her heart was pounding. She turned her neck stiffly to look at the boy who was holding Yin Yin and feeding her. He was her white moonlight.

⑤Gulp...

⑥ He swallowed his saliva, and the desire in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

④Everyone has filth in his heart.

What often suppresses these is sheer cowardice, and it just so happens that the sales lady is the most timid and least confident person.

She lowered her head and put her hands on her chest, shook her head slightly, and said -

"I, I haven't been here long... I'm still a newcomer."

"You were here when he and I weren't married yet, you just didn't live with us. Be more confident, Sister Wen."

"Woo..."

The sales lady felt like her heart was about to jump out. Just by imagining it a little, her body automatically recalled his massage. If it were even happier than that... No, it couldn't. Her brain would definitely break and she would definitely be killed by his happiness.

She shook her head frantically, as if she would die if Aunt Hong forced her any further.

There's really nothing we can do about her.

He shook his head slightly. It seemed that he would have to forcefully reward the sales lady in the future. With her personality, she would never take the initiative.

Mrs. Ye watched Aunt Hong pulling people aside, rubbing her plump legs and feet tightly together, and her black stockings making a silky sound. In fact, she was not without interest, but...

"Someone needs to look after the child. Yinyin, please sleep with me tonight."

"Hey?"

Of course the little girl was very reluctant. She wanted to sleep with her father and listen to his stories to comfort her.

Mrs. Ye reached out and hugged her, saying:

"Yinyin, be good. Dad has something to do tonight."

"Ok."

She became more willful, but in fact, Yinyin was still very obedient. She gave up when she heard her mother's serious words. However, she rolled her eyes and suddenly raised her hand and said -

"Then I want to sleep with my new mother too. Mommy Lisa, can you come and sleep with Yinyin tonight?"

"Pfft! Huh?"

The nun who was hiding in a small corner to avoid her presence almost vomited out her food. Unexpectedly, she was suddenly called by the little girl.

There are only two people in this family who can request sleeping services like this, one is the Big Bad Wolf and the other is the Little White Rabbit.

"This……"

The nun struggled in her eyes. Is it really okay for the Virgin Mary to be so close to her? They should be worshipped. How can they be so disrespectful...

However, her resistance was of course useless in the face of Yin Yin's unparalleled cuteness. The little girl crawled over her mother's black silk thighs, then over Mulan's mother's bare feet and Xiao Qian's mother's skirt legs, and then lowered her head to pass through the huge obstacle of the sales lady, and finally crawled into the arms of the blonde nun.

Lift up your big, lively eyes, and with a slightly pleading tone -

"Mother Lysa, please."

"Well!"

The defenseless nun was captured by the adorable little girl on the spot, and willingly became her mother, hugging her and saying -

"Okay, okay, but I forgot how to sing a lullaby. It's a bad idea. But a hymn seems to be okay too..."

Such a cute and adorable creature needs to be protected with everything we have.

Children's Day Extra: Qin Yue's Happy Time (Part 1)

Perhaps he may have said before that a holiday without a day off is meaningless, a shame of the holiday, and should be despised by everyone.

But life always slaps us in the face. Qin Kong is now reflecting on this. Although there are some festivals that are not holidays, they are much more meaningful than many festivals that are holidays.

For example, Children's Day.

Although there are no holidays, the elementary school always holds lively activities, allowing children to play games to win candies, show off their talents, and slack off and cheer for others. The childish vitality infects every adult who comes to accompany them, and they all reveal a gentle smile.

I am already a boring adult, but seeing so many little ones running past me, it seems like I can go back to my childhood and recall those happy times.

That's why he likes little Loli so much.

Such is the confession of the prisoner.

"Hey!"

Xiaoyue licked her lips, tied her hair in a ponytail behind her head, dressed like a sporty girl, aimed at the basket with one eye, and pushed with both hands.

Clang.

The ball bounced a few times and finally went in.

"Great!"

The little girl jumped up, crystal beads of sweat sprinkled out, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her legs and feet under her sports shorts. Her canvas shoes turned up with white socks, like leg rings.