: You take it back

"Puff."

Feng Yin couldn't help laughing when he said it, "Do you think my hand is made of tofu? Will it hurt if you have such a little force?"

"But your meat is too tender, I'm worried that you will hurt."

Zhang Yiming played with her soft and tender little hands, "Look, they were all red."

As he said that, he still blew into her palms and said as if he was coaxing a child: "Huh~huh~huh, it won't hurt anymore."

Feng Yin: "..." What the hell is it that you are scolded by your elders?

This is the first time she has received such treatment in two lives.

This feeling is indescribable.

The eyes were astringent, as if something was out of control.

She sniffed, turned her face away, trying not to let this emotion influence her brain.

I unconsciously remembered that when I was in a welfare home when I was a child, some bad experiences were lost, and the things in my eyes fell out.

"Yinyin, what's wrong?"

After Zhang Yiming shouted for her, he looked up at her palm and found that she was in a bad mood and asked nervously.

"nothing?"

Feng Yin blinked quickly and calmed the tears in her eyes.

He secretly exhaled his breath, then he smiled and turned his eyes to him and explained: "It feels very twisted when you are coaxing your daughter."

Zhang Yiming stared at the small droplets hanging on her eyelashes in a daze, and then he realized that she had just cried.

After hesitating, he did not expose her, but instead shouted at her words and said, "Then just treat me as coaxing my daughter."

"Hate, you actually took advantage of me."

Feng Yin was angry at him and raised her hand to hit him again, "I thought so beautifully."

"Then you can coax me like a son."

Zhang Yiming smiled heartily, "We will be even, right?"

"Okay, get up, I just spanked my son, let me spank you."

Feng Yin was amused and laughed loudly. She pretended to get up and use a feather duster and coaxed him as her son.

Zhang Yiming hurriedly hugged her tightly: "No, no, joking, don't be angry."

"snort!"

Feng Yin glanced at him arrogantly, "Little girl, I can't cure you anymore."

"Yes, yes, my family is the best."

The couple said a lot of beautiful words together, and slight footsteps and whispers came from outside.

Feng Yin then angrily glanced at the man and patted his hand around his waist: "I haven't let go yet, someone is looking for us."

Before Zhang Yiming let go, he kissed her delicate little face again, and then he reluctantly let go of her.

"Anyway, this is the study room. No one can come in without our consent."

That being said, she did not really lock her in her arms, but got up with her and tidy up her clothes and hair for her.

Feng Yin glared at him with a angrily voice: "You can't do it by your nature. This is not the modern day we are familiar with."

"Okay, okay, pay attention to your husband in the future."

Zhang Yiming rarely made her happy, and of course he didn't want to see her get angry again because of her own reasons, so he hurriedly followed her words.

As soon as the couple finished tidying up, a knock on the door came from outside.

There was also Cui Yue's slightly loud voice: "Master, Madam, lunch is ready, you can see..."

Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming joined hands to the study door and reached out to open the door.

Seeing that Ma Dasao was standing not far away, Cui Xing was blocking her, waiting for Feng Yin and his wife's arrangements.

Zhang Yiming: "Old man, have the lady and the second young lady come back?"

Mrs. Ma nodded quickly: "The two ladies, the second young lady, the cousin and the old man are all back."

"They went back to the yard where they lived to wash and change clothes, and I came to invite the master's wife."

Feng Yin nodded, looked at Cui Xing again and asked, "How is Yun Yan's injury?"
Chapter completed!