My Girl and Tenderness

"..."

"No, no, I mean..."

She was a little flustered—

"I can't call you that this way, so I'd better call you brother. This way I think it will be more natural."

"……All right."

At least I don't call him husband directly, which gives him some buffer.

Well, he had guessed that this would happen. What Zhang Qian was pursuing was not to coexist with him on an equal footing, but to repay his kindness by being lower than him.

Too serious, really.

She carefully helped him put away the manuscript, and then said pleadingly -

"By the way, brother, can I come and learn these things from you in the future? I really think they are very valuable, and I want to see more."

"Um... You can look at anything here. If you have the chance, you should be able to take more notes..."

He wasn't quite sure, after all, he couldn't have such strange dreams all the time, right? He originally thought it was a bit silly to write down the things in his dreams carefully, but now that he saw Zhang Qian was so interested, he felt it was worth it.

Qin Kong couldn't help but smile.

……

PS: How can you take something in a dream seriously?

131. Mrs. Ye is mine! I will never let go!

Zhang Qian watched Aunt Hong busying around, and quickly came over and said attentively -

"Sister Hong, let me help you."

"Hmm? No no, you just came today, let me welcome you."

Aunt Hong smiled and tapped her forehead, what a sensible child she was. It seemed like she was born in a poor family. It was true that children from poor families grow up early and are loved by everyone.

Zhang Qian kept shaking his head——

"How can that be? I already feel really bad about it. Let me help you."

"What's there to feel sorry about? Don't be fooled by his innocent appearance. He is actually very philandering. I knew he would bring someone else home sooner or later, but I didn't expect that you would come before the lady next door."

Oh, why is Mrs. Ye so shy? She already has a child, but she is still as shy as a little girl, as if she has never experienced anything in life.

"Mrs. next door?"

Zhang Qian really didn't expect that her man was so romantic that he even got the wife of the neighbor next door? Isn't this a bit bad?

Qin Kong watched the sisters interacting intimately, and the topic suddenly came to himself. He couldn't help but shudder. Seeing Zhang Qian covering her mouth with a somewhat "respected" expression, his old face blushed, and he quickly said - "The lady next door refers to Mrs. Ye, your teacher Ye."

"Ah, so that's it."

She nodded. Is this the relationship? He already has two beautiful women by his side, and they live opposite each other. Is he going to this room today and sleeping in that room tomorrow?

Thinking of Sister Hong's beautiful face in front of him and Teacher Ye's mature charm, he felt that his benefactor husband was quite good at taking advantage of others.

Zhang Qian smiled secretly.

The playboy was really embarrassed, and quickly called everyone and said--

"Eat, eat, why don't you eat? Come, Xiao Qian will give you a chicken drumstick. You are so thin, you should eat some to nourish your body."

"Well, thank you, brother."

Zhang Qian sat down to eat, looking at the sumptuous lunch and the care of his "brothers and sisters", his heart was warm. He was really lucky to have found a warm family that was willing to accept him.

: As for whether the male owner is unfaithful or not, it doesn't matter. Anyway, she was planning to give it her all to repay him, and the other lady is not in a hurry. And if he is not unfaithful, she will get nothing.

9 Her heart was filled with gratitude. While eating, she cared about other family members and said:

4 "Why don't we wait for Teacher Ye to come back and have dinner together?"

⑻ She thought Mrs. Ye had completely fallen, but in fact she was still a little short of it. She had not yet officially joined the family here, and had never met Aunt Hong.

Aunt Erhong chuckled, looked at the embarrassed man, kicked him lightly with her beautiful feet under the table, and said -

㈣ "Yeah, when are you going to bring Mrs. Ye home for dinner? I haven't had a good chat with her yet. Are you still secretly meeting with your wife? Can't you be more decisive?"

Three "..."

3. Why did his wife urge him to make progress when he was having an affair with her? Although he was used to it, it was his wife who was more active than him in opening a harem, which was really strange.

０He remembered his wife's helpless and sad expression, pursed his lips lightly, and said——

⑤ “My wife and I… confessed.”

"Hey?"

Aunt Hong looked at his expression and felt something was wrong. She frowned and asked -

"What does confess... mean?"

"I told her that I have a wife."

He said seriously—

"Because I feel that if I don't say it now, it will be too late. If this continues, it won't matter whether I say it or not. Leaving her with no choice is really despicable..."

"Tsk."

"Uh, huh?"

Qin Kong was interrupted by Aunt Hong when he was halfway through his words. Looking at Aunt Hong's serious expression, she seemed a little angry.

Why is that?

She pulled out the chair next to her, patted it, and said to him in a lecturing tone:

"Honey, please sit here."

"Hey? Hey?"

Why? Why did his wife look like she was about to lecture an ignorant child? This reminded him of his mother at home, who would slap the stool and say, "Qin Kong, sit down properly" when she was angry.

The body has some stress response.

Subconsciously, he sat down in front of his red wife, still speaking in panic -

"What, what's wrong?"

"Do you know you were wrong?"

"I, I was wrong???"

Why? What was wrong? Qin Kong had no idea, and his wife Hong tapped his head lightly, saying:

"Have you lost yourself in self-satisfaction? Do you think that what you are doing is fair and that you have a bottom line, letting Mrs. Ye choose whether to be with a playboy like you, so that it can be said that it is consensual and no one can blame anyone else?"

"Forehead……"

Red's wife was right. Could it be that she really has the ability to read minds? This is too outrageous.

He shrank his head and said:

"Difficult, isn't it? Isn't it the best outcome to let her choose for herself?"

"What if she has no idea what to choose? If you put her between secular morality and her own emotions, how painful will she be?"

Aunt Hong enlightened him and made him see things that he had not seen before——

“Sometimes, the source of pain is too many choices. If there is only one path to take, you will be focused and strong.”

"You are just pushing the responsibility onto her now. You are pushing the right to choose from your own hands to hers. This way you have no responsibility. It was all her choice. It's all her fault."

Qin Kong's eyes widened, and he suddenly understood why he felt relieved when he confessed to Mrs. Ye. It turned out that he had let go of the responsibility in his heart.

It touched Mrs. Ye's heart.

Why am I like this... What bullshit fairness? It turns out I was just subconsciously shirking responsibility?

"I, what on earth did I do..."

He clenched his teeth and felt a wave of shame.

Zhang Qian held his hand with some concern and called softly -

"elder brother……"

Aunt Hong looked at his regretful face, her eyes softened, she smiled and hugged him in her arms, saying -

"You are really immature... But it doesn't matter. No one knows everything at the beginning. It's not too late now. You already know what to do, right?"

"Well, I see."

Qin Kong looked at his wife firmly, no longer confused.

"Mrs. Ye is mine. I want to hold her tightly in my hands and won't let her have the right to choose. This is what I want most, selfishly."

All the meanness is my fault. It's ridiculous that a man with a harem has any bottom line. He was just confused for a moment. I have a bunch of wives, so who cares about the rest?

……

PS: He looks a bit handsome for some reason? (?ω?)

132. Mrs. Ye knows nothing anymore

"get out of class is over..."

Mrs. Ye was quite weak, and her heart was in turmoil because of his affairs. She had never encountered such a problem before, and she didn't know how to solve it, like a simple girl.

at a loss.

The most correct thing to do is of course to make a decisive move and leave decisively, and never have too much to do with him again. It's not too late for everything... Although I gave away my first kiss, it's still not too late overall...

As a teacher, how could I not understand this?

But thinking about how happy his daughter was with him, how could he explain it to her? Could she accept leaving him as her father?

No, that's not right...

She walked out of the classroom in a trance, looking at the students coming and going to greet each other, responding mechanically, maintaining the teacher's glamorous appearance, as if it was enough to just talk about reason and she didn't need the sensitive heart of a girl.

Aren't all teachers like this? Strong, rational, and correct.

He was the only one who saw his own helplessness.

She used her daughter as an excuse, but in fact, when he appeared and someone helped her share the burden of the family, she felt at ease.

Ye Yun, ah Ye Yun, what should you do...

She sat down weakly in a corner of the school. That was where he and Xiao Lu had fought. There was a big tree surrounded by flower beds, and she sat beside it.

Looking at her own legs and feet in black silk, her head lowered lower and lower until it rested on her knees, her high heels leaving marks on the sand.

I was almost overwhelmed by the heavy mood.

"Sister Ye, what are you doing here?"

"what?"

Mrs. Ye's complicated thoughts were awakened by a light voice. She couldn't help but look up and look at the pretty girl standing in front of her.

"Yes, it's Xiaoyue."

She forced a smile and said:

"You have to call me Teacher Ye at school."

"Hey, there's no one here now, so just let me order whatever I want."

Xiaoyue laughed and not only did not obey, but also sat next to Mrs. Ye intimately, holding her arm and looking at the flaxen hair that fell messily and hung on Mrs. Ye's cheek.

What happened to make Mrs. Ye look so haggard today? In fact, it is easy to guess that Xiaoyue looked at the other person and seemed to see her own shadow.

That was the look of someone who was worried about him.

She let out a light breath, sat down beside the flower bed, and kicked off her pink canvas shoes lightly, until her slightly thick sweat-absorbing cotton socks just covered her ankles.

My little cousin felt the same way.

"Is it because of my cousin?"

"Hey?"