Overwhelming ladies: Poor young wives come to flop

Xiao Maruko curiously took Nan Nan to visit her home, her little steps were very slow, and she said in a childish voice: "Nan Nan, mother said that you will live in our house, we are good friends, we can be together Play."

When Nan Nan came to this strange place, she was wary when she saw strangers, but the little ball in front of her was so cute that she let her pull her.

Xiaowanzi dragged Nannan into her small room, pointed to the doll on the table and said, "Do you want to play with that?"

Talking about the short legs, he ran over and brought the doll in front of Nan Nan, looked at him with a bright smile and said, "I'll play with you."

Although Nan Nan is a little boy, but young, as long as he sees a toy, he has an irresistible attraction. He moved his hands, wanted to take it but didn't dare to take it, and retracted his hand with some fear.

Xiaowanzi directly stuffed the doll into Nannan's hand and said, "You're welcome, mom taught us to share it with our friends."

Nan Nan held the doll tightly in her hand and did not throw it away.

Zhao Qingluo's eyes followed Xiaowanzi and Nannan all the time, never moving away from them, until they walked into Xiaowanzi's room, she didn't look away.

Yue Tingcheng was sitting on the sofa, searching for information about this familiar little boy in his mind, where did he meet him?

"I'll cook by myself tonight and cook something delicious for you." Zhao Qingluo put her thoughts back and looked at Yue Tingcheng and said cheerfully.

Yue Tingcheng came back to his senses, put his hand on the back of the sofa, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, looked straight at Zhao Qingluo with dark and deep pupils, starlight in his eyes, and replied: "Okay."

The voice is deep and magnetic.

Zhao Qingluo got up immediately, put on the apron skillfully, glanced at Yue Tingcheng, walked into the kitchen with a smile.

When mother-in-law and Zhuang Guizhi came out, they happened to see Zhao Qingluo who was busy all by herself in the kitchen, and the two of them frowned.

"Hey, I haven't seen my green radish cooking for a long time." Zhuang Guizhi said to his mother-in-law with a smile.

The mother-in-law inadvertently glanced at Yue Tingcheng, who was sitting on the sofa with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, pouted his mouth towards that side, and teased: "I see, it must be someone's favor, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat it." What about the dishes cooked by my daughter-in-law?"

Zhuang Guizhi followed her mother-in-law's eyes, smiled, and echoed, "Let me just say, this green radish is a person who can't cook a few times a year, and I thought the sun came out from the west today." Woolen cloth."

A person like Yue Tingcheng couldn't have heard the meaning of what they said, but when he thought that Zhao Qingluo was cooking for himself, he didn't bother to know them as well, so he let them joke around.

When Zhao Qingluo finished cooking and came out, she saw three people sitting on the sofa, silent to each other without speaking, and felt puzzled.

Slowly approaching and shouting softly: "It's time to eat."

Mother-in-law and Zhuang Guizhi turned their heads in an instant, and the two old faces smiled brightly.

Zhao Qingluo turned away with some discomfort, and looked at Yue Tingcheng who was still sitting on the sofa next to her.

Yue Tingcheng stood up straight with his long legs, looked at Zhao Qingluo and slightly raised his eyebrows, and walked towards the restaurant.

Zhao Qingluo suddenly felt confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.

The mother-in-law wrinkled her face with a smile and said: "Daughter-in-law, it's hard work for you to take care of my family Chengcheng."

Zhuang Guizhi also took a meaningful look at Zhao Qingluo.

Zhao Qingluo's face turned red immediately, she coughed in embarrassment, and said, "I'll ask the children to come down for dinner."

Saying that, he ran upstairs as if fleeing.

Zhao Qingluo ran upstairs to her room, patted her face in the mirror, and wondered why she was so thin-skinned, and why she was so shy after having two children.

Even if they were cooking for Yue Tingcheng just now, they didn't make such a fuss, and they just don't cook often, so why do they all have such a hellish expression.

"Mom, Nannan and I are so hungry." Xiaowanzi suddenly ran to Zhao Qingluo's room.

Zhao Qingluo came back to her senses, turned her head to look at Xiaowanzi and Nannan, they were holding hands together, Nannan was holding a doll in her hand.

"Okay, you guys go downstairs and have dinner together." Zhao Qingluo said softly.

After Xiaowanzi and Nannan had left, Zhao Qingluo ran to call Baozi again.

At the dinner table, the children were eating happily, but Zhao Qingluo always looked at her mother-in-law and Zhuang Guizhi consciously or unconsciously, fearing that they would say something to tease her at any time.

Fortunately, they all ate quietly the whole time.

After taking a shower, Yue Tingcheng came out of the bathroom with a puff of white air. He straightened his bathrobe before walking towards the bed with his long legs.

Zhao Qingluo was half lying on the bed and flipping through a book, when she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, when she looked up, she saw Yue Tingcheng, who was in a bathrobe with his collar open, came out from inside, revealing the honey-colored skin around his neck, and then went down to the bathroom. The robe was loosely tied around the waist, and under it were muscular calves. Zhao Qingluo swallowed involuntarily, and turned her gaze to look at Yue Tingcheng's face.

But by chance, he saw Yue Tingcheng looking at him with a half-smile.

Zhao Qingluo's face froze, and she turned her neck mechanically, feeling that it was not her own anymore, and she couldn't control it.

Yue Tingcheng sat down by the bed, and the cushion on one side of the bed was obviously sunken: "I heard from your grandma, you don't cook much?"

Zhao Qingluo was extremely embarrassed immediately, and continued to pretend to look at the book in her hand, and said, "Why, do you think the dishes I cook are delicious? It's all done through practice."

In other words, if I really rarely cook, can the dishes I cook be delicious?

Yue Tingcheng's deep eyes were tightly locked on Zhao Qingluo, and the book in her hand has never turned a page since she came out and stared at her now.

"Really?" Yue Tingcheng moved closer to Zhao Qingluo, and a faint scent of freshness after bathing filled Zhao Qingluo's nose, and she couldn't avoid it.

And his voice at this moment is full of bewitching, long and gentle, through such a deep voice, people are even more intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Under his gaze, Zhao Qingluo gradually lost ground, holding the book tightly with both hands, not daring to make the slightest movement, as any slight movement would be under his nose.

Yue Tingcheng was a little surprised, the little woman in front of her seemed to be good at concentration, staring at her like this in the past would make her unbearable for a while, and she would take the initiative to beg for mercy.Could it be that his charm has faded, and I haven't seen her move for so long.

Yue Tingcheng never just waited for passive people, he tried his best to take the initiative in everything. As long as it was something, he never took the initiative and failed. He was full of confidence in this point.

Yue Tingcheng gently snatched the book from Zhao Qingluo's hand and put it aside.

Zhao Qingluo's mind was no longer on the book, so when she saw a hand with strong bones on the book in front of her, she shrank in her heart and didn't dare to resist, letting him take it away.

Yue Tingcheng held Zhao Qingluo's cheeks gently with his fingertips burning hot from the bath, and asked, "Say! Did it do it for me?"

Zhao Qingluo didn't dare to look him in the eyes. It's okay to admit such a thing. After all, the two of them are old couples, so there's nothing to be ashamed of. Not shy.

Zhao Qingluo still hated her own temper, it was so useless.

Yue Tingcheng had figured out her temperament long ago, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he slowly covered Zhao Qingluo's lips, and began to bite gently.

Zhao Qingluo clasped her hands on Yue Tingcheng's back softly and bonelessly, gradually intoxicated by his kiss.

Early the next morning, there was a howl from Xiaowanzi's room: "I don't want~ I don't want to get up~ Mom, don't pull me~"

Zhao Qingluo originally just pushed Xiao Maruko gently, but she just applied for admission to the kindergarten yesterday, and today is Xiao Maruko's first day to go to kindergarten to report to school, so she was a little worried that she would not get up, so she ran over to urge her to get up.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Maruko resisted getting up so much, clutching the bed sheet tightly and refusing to get up.

Zhao Qingluo looked at the daughter in front of her, full of a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Wanzi, it's your first day of school today, you can't stay in bed and let the teachers dislike you~" Zhao Qingluo could only persuade her earnestly.

When Xiaowanzi heard that the teachers might not like her, she felt a little uncomfortable. After all, she was loved by everyone since she was a child, and everyone liked her. She didn't want anyone to hate her.

Xiaowanzi grudgingly got up from the bed with her mouth pouted, and said, "Mom, I won't stay in bed anymore."

Although Zhao Qingluo feels sorry for Xiaowanzi getting up now, reading is also an important thing, and she can't completely spoil the child.

When everything was tidied up and ready to go to school, Maruko suddenly saw Nan Nan who was hiding behind the door peeking at her, and pulled him out from behind the door.

"Mom, does Nannan go to school?" Xiaowanzi dragged Nannan to Zhao Qingluo and asked.

Zhao Qingluo looked at Xiaowanzi in embarrassment and said patiently: "Xiaowanzi, Nannan is still young, it's not time for school yet."

Xiaowanzi looked at Nannan, and asked again: "Mom, is Nannan the only one at home?"

Looking at Xiaowanzi's suspicious eyes, Zhao Qingluo replied: "No, it's still grandma."

Now Xiaowanzi didn't obey at all, and cried and said: "Mom, I don't want to go to school anymore, Nannan is at home alone, no one plays with him, he is so pitiful."

When Zhao Qingluo heard Xiaowanzi's cries, one head and two grew up, so she had to ask for leave for Xiaowanzi, and sent Baozi to the kindergarten first.

　"Then I'm leaving." Baozi waved his hand at Zhao Qingluo, if it wasn't for the grandma's voice that forcibly proved that he was still a child, otherwise Zhao Qingluo would really think that the person standing in front of her waving is a life that can take care of herself, A middle school student who goes to and from school and is extremely upset that someone sent him to school.