My Girl and Tenderness

Mrs. Ye, whose heart was caught on the spot, widened her eyes, looked a little flustered, waved her hands and said -

"Xiao, Xiaoyue, what are you talking about? I'm just a little worried about my classmates' grades..."

"I heard that our class ranked pretty well in the last exam? Sister Ye, you just praised us, right?"

"..."

Mrs. Ye bit her lower lip lightly. When her eyebrows were slightly lowered, even the beauty mole at the corner of her mouth looked so adorable, with a kind of classical and gentle beauty.

No wonder I attracted the attention of my bad cousin. I have committed such a serious sin.

Xiaoyue raised her head, looked at the sky, and said -

"I like my cousin, too."

"Huh? This..."

"My cousin and I are not related by blood."

"Oh, I see……"

Mrs. Ye smiled awkwardly, then reminded him again:

"Don't let early love affect your studies."

And why did she say "also"? She pursed her lips and blushed in front of her students. Was her thoughts so obvious?

She remained silent, as if she could suppress her emotions by not admitting it.

It’s actually useless, Xiaoyue knows it very well.

When it really comes, any struggle is useless. The poison called love has never been able to be cured.

She tucked up her delicate legs and feet, stepped her heels on the edge of the tile, hugged her knees, curled up into a small ball, and said in a faint voice -

"He's really a bit annoying. He's always pestering people. Even though you clearly told him not to bother, he still insisted on coming over to help, making you happy and caring about you."

Mrs. Ye opened her mouth and recalled her first encounter with him, how he took responsibility for her foot injury, and how he meddled in taking care of her daughter. Slowly, the two of them became closer.

Xiaoyue continued:

"If he approaches suddenly, I would just slap him, but he is very smart. He invades other people's space little by little, slowly lowering the bottom line. By the time you finally react, your life is already full of his traces."

"My mind is filled with his image. I get angry when he does bad things, feel warmed by his care, and feel happy when he looks at me. I gradually become terminally ill, and finally feel helpless and addicted when he is not around."

"I can only feel at ease if I am close to him and accompany him, so I can't help but call him again and again. Even if I am so angry that I cry, I am actually happy because I know that he cares about me. Even when he bullies me, it is because he is watching me."

Mrs. Ye listened to Xiaoyue's nagging confession with a dull expression. Xiaoyue was obviously talking about her own affairs, so why did she see her own shadow in them?

It turns out that it's not just me, but others as well. Knowing that someone else has the same experience as me, Mrs. Ye felt a little relieved and no longer felt so heavy.

Xiaoyue said this... Was it just to enlighten her? Being taken care of by such a little girl.

Mrs. Ye lowered her head in shame, clutching the hem of her skirt. Xiaoyue also fell silent after she finished speaking, leaving the silence for Mrs. Ye to think.

A little girl takes care of a mature lady.

After all, Xiaoyue is more experienced than Mrs. Ye in this regard, and Mrs. Ye is really just beginning to fall in love.

"…Then what if?"

Her flaxen hair hung down, and Mrs. Ye's face could not be seen clearly. She asked with trembling lips -

"He already has a partner, Xiaoyue, what should you do?"

Xiaoyue chuckled and said:

"I will choose to believe him."

"Believe him?"

“I believe he can make the best choice.”

The little girl looked gentle and said:

"Because he's my favorite person, I'm going to believe it, and that's all I can do."

Jingle Bell……

The bell for class rang again. Xiaoyue patted her skirt and laughed. She said to Mrs. Ye with a giggle.

"Then Mr. Ye, I will go back to class first. Please cheer up."

"what……"

Mrs. Ye subconsciously reached out to the girl's back, her words echoing in her mind.

Do you believe...

Thinking of his face, Mrs. Ye gently covered her heart with her hand.

Can I trust you too...Qin Kong...

Just when she was struggling between conscience and desire.

Om-!

The phone suddenly rang.

……

PS: Terrible man (?ω?)

133. The first wife is also reasonable in managing money

"Cuckoo."

Braised Chicken, who was eating at the side, glanced at Qin Kong with his bright yellow eyes. Qin Kong had a determined look and was considered to be quite responsible.

Although being fickle is wrong in the first place.

Snap, snap, swish, the pet flutters its wings and eats the food in the bowl. The pet does not need to worry about too many things, just concentrate on eating and the owner will be healed.

He looked at the cute owl, smiled and grabbed it, causing it to coo, but it did not struggle and let him hold it in his arms while he gently tickled its chin with his fingers.

②Hmm...it's quite comfortable...

The braised chicken with leeks narrowed its bright yellow eyes.

Like "When did you wake up?"

As soon as Qinkong returned home, he saw that it was the same as before. He nodded its head and said -

"He suddenly collapsed. It was so scary, you know?"

Aunt Sanhong cleaned up the dishes and said with a smile -

⑸ "You can't blame it. It just happened to be at a critical moment when its cultivation had achieved some success."

6. “Coo-coo!”

⒋ Upon hearing Aunt Hong’s praise, Braised Chicken held his head high and chest out, looking very proud.

"Look at how proud you are."

Qin Kong smiled and looked at his silly bird, and said strangely -

"Why don't I notice anything different?"

"Hmm? Didn't it show you?"

Aunt Hong blinked and looked at the roast chicken in confusion.

It looked away and seemed to hum, a little arrogant. Aunt Hong understood, chuckled and tapped its head, saying -

"You little idiot, why are you being so awkward?"

"what happened?"

Qin Kong looked confused, not understanding what riddle his red wife and silly bird were talking about.

"Nothing, you'll know it sooner or later anyway."

Aunt Hong thought it would be better to wait for it to speak for itself. She shouldn't interfere with them any more and let them solve their own problems.

After dinner, the virtuous wife Hong took Zhang Qian's hand and asked about his well-being.

"What? Is this all you have? You don't even have any clothes to change into? That won't do. Let me take you shopping. Not only clothes, but also a lot of daily necessities."

Zhang Qian said awkwardly:

“I can just buy it myself later…”

"How can that be? You don't have no family. I'll go with you."

Aunt Hong was about to leave, holding her sister's hand and setting off. Qin Kong followed happily, but Aunt Hong looked back and said -

"Why are you following me? Isn't your most urgent task to go to Mrs. Ye and admit your mistake?"

"Um...but honey, you don't have any money, right? How about I transfer some to you first?"

"No, I have money."

"what?"

Qin Kong tilted his head, somewhat surprised.

Aunt Hong covered her mouth and chuckled, saying -

"Mulan gave it to me. She said you always spend money recklessly, so she quickly spent it all after giving it to you. She left it with me to help with the household expenses."

"Ah this..."

Qin Kong was somewhat embarrassed and wanted to retort, but after taking one look at Zhang Qian, the bastard who spent money recklessly on a mistress, he became speechless.

Just whispering to my brother——

"You don't have to be so distrustful of me."

So from now on, when he asks for money, Mulan will give it directly to the housekeeper's sister-in-law, right? It doesn't seem to be a problem.

Oh no, it seems like he is about to enter the stage of hiding his own money, and the future where the financial power is taken away by his red wife seems not far away.

Even Zhang Qian raised his hand to express——

"Why don't I transfer the money my brother gave me to Sister Hong? It's all family money anyway."

"Okay, I'll keep it for you."

Aunt Hong touched her head. Zhang Qian’s request could not be refused because she said it was “family money”. If she refused, it would mean that she did not treat her as a family member.

She was really sensible. That was obviously the money she earned from selling her body, but she still paid it back.

The more I look at it, the more I feel sad.

Aunt Hong stroked her hair, turned around and said to him -

"Don't bully Xiao Qian in the future, or I will be angry."

"Forehead."

Qin Kong nodded, but then he thought that it would be interesting to have his red wife get angry with him. It would be a bit of a contrast to see his virtuous wife scolding him with disgust.

Do you want to deliberately bully Xiao Qian in the future?

"Ok?"

Zhang Qian suddenly felt a chill, as if he was being targeted by some bad guy, and couldn't help but look at him.

"Then we'll go. I hope to see you bringing Mrs. Ye and her daughter home when we get home."

"I, I will try my best..."

Qin Kong could only promise his wife this, well, he would promise to bring another woman home...his wife Hong was really an amazing woman.

Which country did they come from? The customs here are very different.

He held the roast chicken in his arms, rubbing its furry belly unconsciously, and said:

"Then let's go find Mrs. Ye? And take you for a walk. You haven't been out for a few days. You must have gained weight after sleeping for so long. Come with me for a walk."

"Cuckoo..."

The roast chicken curled up comfortably in his arms, raised its two little paws, squinted its eyes defenselessly, and enjoyed the happiness of being a pet.

Qin Kong couldn't help but feel healed when he saw its appearance. He fiddled with its little paws with his fingers and looked at the metal ring on the left paw, which was the proof that it belonged to him.

Ok?