My Girl and Tenderness

"Isn't Dad a lazy pig who doesn't care about his children at all? Then I fit the description now."

"You want to be beaten up by all the good fathers in the world, right? What are you talking about? Don't blame others for being a lazy pig yourself!"

Mrs. Ye knelt on the bed with her black silk stockings on, pulling the quilt to try to pull him out, but how could an ordinary girl's strength do anything to Qin Kong?

She was so tired that she was panting. Finally, she sat on the bed without any image. She raised her beautiful black silk feet and kicked him, cursing as she kicked.

"Idiot, if you keep doing this I'm going to get swollen. ＺＨｕＡnQｕＮ：二●≌９∝４０？'四~≯三=∽五｀≈六四 I'm angry!"

"Um..."

Qin Kong felt her soft soles kicking him through the quilt, and his expression became more comfortable. He moved his back and said -

"Hmm...right there, use a little more force, ah...it feels so good..."

"...You thought I was giving you a massage, didn't you?!"

Mrs. Ye kicked him directly on the head, patting his head with the soles of her feet, but she didn't dare to use too much force, as it would be bad if she really hurt him.

Qin Kong's head was lightly kicked by her, but he just smiled and was not angry. This cute action reminded him of his little cousin, who would always kick him like this every time she was shy and annoyed.

Their feet are all soft and smell good, so it doesn't matter.

But he said:

"Madam, you are a teacher. Isn't it rude to kick someone in the head like this?"

"I won't do this to others, this is just for you! I'll only kick you, the bad guy!"

"Oh, that means I am very special in my wife's heart, otherwise why would you kick me and not others?"

"???"

What kind of optimistic interpretation is this? Mrs. Ye was choked by his shamelessness and almost couldn't help but kick him in the face.

He stammered and spoke nonsense.

"Hitting is love, scolding is love, madam, kiss me more."

"…If your sense of responsibility was half as thick as your skin, you wouldn't stay in bed."

Mrs. Ye felt strange in her heart, wondering why he seemed to enjoy being beaten by her. She could only helplessly retract her black silk stockings.

There was really nothing she could do to deal with him. Beating him didn't work, nor did scolding him. She glanced at the time and realized that if she didn't leave now, it would be too late.

"How on earth are you going to get up?"

She could only soften her tone and look at the profile of his face on the bed with her blue eyes.

Qin Kong's ears perked up for a moment, and he smiled secretly under the quilt, saying -

"I'm so sleepy now, probably because I don't have enough energy from kissing. My good daughter just kissed me, and now I need my mother's kiss to wake up."

"…Are you crazy?"

Mrs. Ye had fewer and fewer good things to say to him, which was inevitable. Any woman would lose patience with a child's father who was too shameless.

She patted him again with a red face, looked at his indifferent expression, bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, looked at the time again, and muttered -

"If it weren't for Yin Yin...you'd better remember this..."

The mature wife crawled next to him on the bed and turned him over. They looked at each other face to face, and all jokes were temporarily put aside.

"Mrs?"

Qin Kong felt that the atmosphere was not right. Looking at the tenderness in his wife's eyes, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

“…Bad thing.”

He always pushes the issue and tugs at her heartstrings. He is just a little kid, so smug and enjoying bullying an adult like her.

I am almost a generation older than you, and this is how you treat your elders?

"You bad boy, you need to be punished."

She leaned down gently, and now it was Qin Kong's turn to panic, who had always been brave. He struggled a little, but Mrs. Ye held down the quilt.

There was nowhere to escape, he was captured by that mature tenderness. The lady's warmth penetrated into his heart, bringing a kind of intoxicating beauty.

That is the charm that comes only after one has left behind youth and experienced the years, as mellow as fine wine.

Qin Kong was completely stunned, looking at the person who was so close to him, their heartbeats seemed to resonate together, ambiguous.

Mrs. Ye's blue eyes seemed like an all-embracing ocean, almost drowning him in them.

a long time.

She raised her head awkwardly, looked at Qin Kong who was in a daze, turned her head away with a fever on her face, and evaded with pale words -

"You, please don't misunderstand me, I'm only doing this for Yinyin...If I don't go to school now, I'll be late. It was you who said you wanted to do this, so you should be satisfied now."

She sat on the quilt, her black silk stockings placed shyly on both sides like a duck, her toes tightened in shame. In fact, she regretted it after she was done. Why did she act so impulsively...

"Ah, um... that's it..."

Qin Kong pursed his lips, thinking of his red wife at home, he still felt a little guilty, so his spirit was a little weak.

Ok?

Mrs. Ye blinked her eyes. It was rare to see such a bad guy shrink his head. She couldn't help but laugh.

"What's wrong? Didn't you ask for this? What's going on now?"

"……nothing."

Qin Kong turned his head away.

What kind of reaction is this? I thought he would hit the snake with a stick, but what's wrong with this shy little boy's behavior? It's a bit cute.

Mrs. Ye felt quite proud and thought she had found a way to discipline Qin Kong. If he disobeyed her in the future, she would kiss him and see if he dared to do it again!

Hmm...something seems to be wrong?

She tilted her head, but decided to ignore it for now, stroking his cheek and teasing-

"So can you get up now, my little husband?"

He always takes advantage of me by saying "my wife, my wife", so isn't it reasonable for me to call him my little husband now? If you can do it on the first day, I dare to do it on the fifteenth day!

Who is afraid of whom?

Qin Kong opened his mouth wide, looking at the mature face of the lady in front of him. The beauty mole looked even more attractive under her charming smile.

No, that's not right. What's going on?

Has my wife acknowledged me? But I feel weird calling him my little husband... It's like I'm my wife's adopted husband.⑧

Weird.

Three intentions and the nine

……㈨

PS: The one being eaten by my wife is you (?ω?)０

119. Madam, I actually have a wife

Qin Kong felt amused when he saw her smug look. Did she think that she could use such an easy method to control him in the future?

It seems like she's stuck in a strange dead end. So from now on, whenever Qin Kong disobeys, will Madam kiss him to make him give in?

This...it seems like I'll have one more reason to make my wife angry in the future. This is totally a reward for him. There is such a good thing.

He wanted to continue teasing her, but his keen senses from practicing the sword technique noticed a burning gaze.

"stare--!"

The delicate little girl stood outside the door, looking at her parents in the room through a small crack in the door with her eyes wide open and her face flushed.

Look at how "close" her parents are.

It is indeed not good to bully my wife in front of the children. I should send her to school first and wait until I have a chance to be alone with my wife before doing anything else.

He said to Mrs. Ye:

"Well, I am very refreshed now, my dear wife, let us get up."

"It's you who got up. I'm ready."

What us? You are the only lazy guy.

Mrs. Ye wanted to "take advantage of the victory", but when she thought about sending Yinyin to school, she decided to let him go for the time being. Humph, she really saved his life.

"what."

Hearing that they were about to come out, the little girl who was peeping outside the door hurried away. When they walked out of the room side by side, Qin Kong saw Yin Yin sitting on the sofa with a well-behaved look.

Pretending to be surprised—

"Dad, you're up!"

"Well, how could a dad not get up to send my lovely daughter to school?"

"..."

Mrs. Ye looked at him speechlessly. How could he tell such a lie without blushing? If she hadn't called him, he wouldn't have gotten up.

But Yin Yin just believed his sweet words, happily threw herself into his arms, and said sweetly -

"Hehe, Dad is so nice, I love him the most!"

"How much do you like it?"

“I like it the most!”

"…What about me?"

Mrs. Ye, who was standing nearby, was a little overwhelmed. Her daughter liked her father the most, so wasn't her mother inferior?

You little heartless boy, your mother helped you call out your lazy father, but you still favor him like this.

Mrs. Ye puffed up her cheeks, and there was a strong smell of jealousy.

"Hey?"

The little girl clung to his arms, her big blue eyes rolled around, and she said -

"Mom, mom too."

"…You confessed all kinds of things to dad, saying that you loved him the most, but you just said 'same' to mom and brushed it off, right? Mom really loves you in vain!"

Mrs. Ye reached out and pulled her daughter's little face, causing her to feel unhappy.

Qin Kong looked at the mother and daughter who were enemies, and smiled and advised -

"You're just a kid, you can't take what he says seriously. Don't be angry, I'll take you to school. Don't let Yinyin be late."

"Yes, mom. I'll be late later."

Yin Yin's face was pulled and she stammered incoherently.

Mrs. Ye had no choice but to stamp her feet, rolled her eyes at him, and walked out the door. Qin Kong hurriedly followed with his daughter in his arms. Seeing his wife bending down to change her shoes, he couldn't help but persuade her - "How about wearing flatter shoes today? Is your foot okay?"

“…It’s all right now.”

Mrs. Ye listened to his concern, which was something no one had ever said to her before when she went out. She looked back at him, and it turned out that having a man to rely on at home made her feel so at ease.

Looking at him holding the child, she lowered her eyes slightly and said to him -

"come over."

"Ok?"

Qin Kong tilted his head and walked forward a little.

Mrs. Ye stood in front of him in high heels, her legs and feet in black silk stockings stretched out. She gently helped him adjust his clothes with her fair hands, complaining a little -

"You are such a grown man, but you are still so sloppy and don't take care of yourself."

"Ah, um..."

He, who was always talkative, now felt ripples in his heart when he saw her virtuous appearance of bending down to tidy up his clothes. He could not say anything and could only feel her hands and her tenderness.

After finishing her work, Mrs. Ye looked up at him with complicated eyes and said:

"You are a man, you should pay attention to your image and set a good example for Yin Yin."

"it is good."