I really don't want to read

Mu Changqing rolled his eyes at him, it would have been enough to say that earlier, but he had to mention that little girl named Xia who was sneaky...

Could it be that the big girl is not fun anymore?

Mu Changqing didn't believe it, but Lin Xiaoxian should know very well that this is just the beginning, and the fun is yet to come.

But since he really felt distressed, Mu Changqing didn't force it anymore. After a while of humming, the soft hair rubbed against his arm:

"husband…"

"Ah."

"I actually want to ask you a question."

"Go ahead."

"You...is this really the first time?"

"Mu Changqing, what you said makes my heart hurt."

Lin Xiaoxian didn't expect that one of the women he loved doubted his chastity, and he felt his heart go cold in an instant, and his grief and indignation went too far.

"Oh, no..."

Mu Changqing quite likes to see Lin Xiaoxian's "wronged" appearance, compared with the proficiency, patience, and gentle restraint of the first brother just now, there is an interesting contrast, which makes Mu Changqing feel a kind of kind of...a kind of...

how to say…

Developed for fun?Or a sense of accomplishment?

Of course, being able to get her husband for the first time also made her feel very fond and comforted:

"I believe in you, you will be mine from now on~"

Mu Changqing hooked Lin Xiaoxian's chin with his fingers, pretending to be happy, but he didn't know that Lin Xiaoxian's state had recovered unconsciously...

"Then what, Changqing, it's definitely not possible to do it again, but...but in other ways..."

"Eat alone!"

Mu Changqing sat up, grabbed the long pillow for two, folded his half over to cover his thick skin, and pressed and pressed.

"Murder your own husband!... Eh? Chang... Changqing... hiss..."

Lin Xiaoxian's cry for help stopped abruptly without making a fuss, his whole body softened, and he couldn't help but tilt his head back slightly.

Youxiang's pillow covered his face, and was gently pressed by a hand, so that Lin Xiaoxian couldn't see anything, but he could feel everything.

Warm, playful, smooth, dexterous...

Lin Xiaoxian sincerely lamented that the Russian language is an art, and the practice of playing the tongue is not for nothing...

In addition, the pillow that should be placed on the face acts as a kind of blindfold, and Mu Changqing "practices Russian" without being able to see it, which makes Lin Xiaoxian fall into a fairyland.

"call…"

It should be because the pillow is too fragrant. After Lin Xiaoxian took a long time to take a deep breath, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, and the hard muscles on his body suddenly relaxed...

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Shortly after.

Bang bang bang!

"Brother Xiaoxian! Open the door!"

There was a Wang Xiaomeng slamming on the door outside, and the slamming was so crisp that Lin Xiaoxian, who was busy cleaning the house, could tell it was definitely not a fist.

"I see who made a mistake! Call her mother right away!"

"Meow?!"

Lin Xiaoxian yelled as he walked towards the door, kicking away a puppet on the doormat who was cosplaying a lazy dog.

Opening the door, Wang Xiaomeng put her hands behind her back, looking up at Lin Xiaoxian mysteriously with her round face up.

"It's not time to eat yet, Wang Xiaomeng, what kind of demon are you?" Lin Xiaoxian raised his big hand and moved it randomly on top of her small head.

"Brother Xiaoxian, guess what I used to knock on your door?" Wang Xiaomeng couldn't resist arranging the hair messed up by Brother Xiaoxian, because if she stretched out her hand from behind, the answer to her question would be revealed.

"You came to ask me this specifically?"

"Husband—come and help me—the new quilt is so heavy~~~"

A long-drawn call came from the bedroom, Lin Xiaoxian turned his head and said "immediately", then squatted down:

"I guess you use the big sword."

"No." Wang Xiaomeng shook his head with a smile.

"Rolling pin?"

"It's not right." Wang Xiaomeng smiled even more proudly. The rolling pin her mother used to beat her had already been hidden in the rice vat by her, and she would not be able to find it for at least a few days.

"That means you stole your brother's Ultraman light stick, right? Return it quickly, be obedient, I still have to clean the house."

Lin Xiaoxian didn't want to guess anymore, and wanted to send the unlucky boy away, so Wang Xiaomeng quickly blew himself up:

"Brother Xiaoxian, it's this one, this one!"

She took out a long wooden handle from behind, Lin Xiaoxian took a look:

"Itchy? Where did it come from?"

"It's not an itch, it's the Wang family's exclusive Super Thousand Machine Transformation!"

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian can always tell from this little thing's mouth what TV series she has watched recently, so she scratched the tickle in her hand speechlessly:

"That's it? Why did everything change?"

"Look, you can see that it is scratching the head..." Children like to call unfamiliar things by themselves, "...and here is the diamond hammer..."

The so-called vajra hammer is a small wooden hammer with two heads that tickle and scratch the other end that is often used for back knocking. Lin Xiaoxian raised it up and tapped it in the palm of his hand. Thinking that he and his sister were also very interested in this kind of thing when he was a child, he couldn't help but smile. you:

"Wang Xiaomeng, can your Vajra Hammer kill Vajra?"

Wang Xiao dreamed for a while, restrained her smile, and shook her head expressionlessly:

"No."

Dad took her to the cinema to watch "Godzilla vs. King Kong" that day. Wang Xiaomeng felt that his little hammer would definitely not be able to beat such a big King Kong.

At most, I can only beat my father, my brother, these little things.

"and this!"

Wang Xiaomeng's thoughts jumped quickly, she skipped this topic, and took out an accessory from each of her left and right hip pockets.

"Look! You can also replace the Vajra Hammer with Hot Wheels and Meteor Hammer!"

She jumped up, took the scratcher from Lin Xiaoxian's hand, removed the end of the small wooden hammer, put on the roller head, and replaced it with a meridian massage head, and raised her head from time to time to make sure Lin Xiaoxian was watching her performance.

"husband----"

"coming!"

I don't know if it's the reason why we got to this point with her, but Lin Xiaoxian found that his patience with children is much better than before. Treating other people's children always feels like treating his own children.

It's like imitating and learning how to be a father subconsciously.

This is really a wonderful state of mind full of disobedience, because after all, I am still a sophomore in high school...

"I see, Wang Xiaomeng, your Wang family's exclusive Super Thousand Machine Transformation, can it hold a thousand different weapons?"

"Uh-huh!"

Wang Xiaomeng expressed surprise at brother Xiaoxian's understanding, and nodded vigorously:

"Isn't it amazing!"

"It's powerful, but you used it to smash the door of my house..."

Lin Xiaoxian looked at the white seals that had been knocked out on the anti-theft door, and licked Danwang Xiaomeng's ear with a smile:

"Wang Xiaomeng, you can also guess, is it your Qianji who is stronger, or your mother?"

"Uh...uh..."

Wang Xiaomeng didn't look at him, and didn't answer, because her heart suddenly became a little heavy, and she felt that there was a weight on her shoulders that she shouldn't bear at her age.

"Brother Xiaoxian..."

She twitched, the previous excitement was swept away, she put the "Wang Family's Exclusive Super Thousand Machine Transformation" on the ground, then pouted and pulled Lin Xiaoxian's sleeve:

"Brother Xiaoxian...if...if I ask my brother to repair the door for you, won't you tell mom..."

"husband!!!"

"1 minutes!"

If Lin Xiaoxian didn't go back, Mu Changqing, who was only wearing a T-shirt, would rush out to catch the strong men.

Her current appearance is not suitable for children, Lin Xiaoxian doesn't want her to rush out, so she won't be entangled with Wang Xiaomeng:

"I didn't intend to tell your mother, but you have to promise not to smash the door in the future. It's very impolite. Do you hear me?"

"heard it."

"Okay, let's go back... Also, put your Thousand Machine Changes back properly, otherwise your mother will still beat you if she finds out that you have tampered with the contents of the player."

Wang Xiaomeng kept in mind Brother Xiaoxian's advice not to smash the door, but the last piece of advice went in one ear and out the other.

Because anyway, this is not something at home, it is taken from the old man who is the gatekeeper.

Since it's not something from my own house, even if it's a bad game, my mother should have no reason to beat her.

Wang Xiaomeng thought this way, so at night, the usual cries sounded from Wang's house.

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"Brother, what's wrong with Xiaomeng?" Lin Xiaoshu who had just returned home from his study last night put down his schoolbag and asked his brother casually.

"I don't know, maybe it's because I performed so well during the day and was praised by Aunt Wang, and I'm crying with joy."

"Brother... You really are, you must have bullied Xiaomeng again..."

Lin Xiaoshu shook his head and smiled at his unscrupulous brother, then he didn't bother to pay attention to his "I really don't have any" excuses, and took out a list from his schoolbag.

"What is this?" Lin Xiaoxian took it over.

"In the third year of junior high school, an outing will be organized to take us to prepare candidates to relax and decompress. This is a guarantee of safety."

Lin Xiaoshu looked at the balcony strangely while talking:

"Brother, did you wash the quilt at home today?"

"Hmm...huh?"

Lin Xiaoxian was concentrating on reading the safety guarantee document, when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head and hesitated twice:

"Uh...yes, your aunt bought it newly and it feels dusty, so just wash it...isn't it Changqing?"

Lin Xiaoxian passed a message to Mu Changqing who was on the sofa. Mu Changqing was studying the little bees that he would teach the children to use tomorrow. Hearing this, he looked up, looked at Lin Xiaoxian, and then at Lin Xiaoshu.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The three people's eyes met, and Mu Changqing finally said nothing, and buried her pretty face redly, pretending to be an ostrich.

Lin Xiaoxian's heart skipped a beat.

This guy... definitely did it on purpose!

"elder brother…"

Facing Lin Xiaoshu's expressionless gaze, Lin Xiaoxian could only bite the bullet and insist:

"Wash the quilt at home, and you're still suspicious when you come back...Little book, it shows that you are really under too much pressure."

Lin Xiaoxian shook the safety guarantee in his hand:

"It seems that this school outing is very necessary, support!"

"..."