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"Little book..."

Lin Xiaoxian almost forgot about this child. Thinking of those "good wives" he kept talking about just now, it was his turn to blush:

"Did it... wake you up?"

"No." Lin Xiaoshu rubbed his eyes and muttered, "I had a nightmare, I woke up by myself."

"Are you having a nightmare?"

My husband is not good, but I still have to look like a brother.

Lin Xiaoxian squatted down, squeezed Lin Xiaoshu's little hand, and adjusted the slightly messy little nightdress she slept in:

"What dream? Tell my brother, pet the hair, it won't scare you."

"Brother, I dreamed that you married a wife."

"..."

"The bride is not me."

"........."

Lin Xiaoxian didn't know how to answer those words, and he didn't know whether Lin Xiaoshu heard him calling his wife there, or really had that so-called "nightmare".

"Brother, where did you go last night?"

Lin Xiaoshu didn't continue this topic anymore, and acted like a little sister should be coquettish, and got closer to Lin Xiaoxian's arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, slammed his chin on his chest, and looked at him dissatisfied with his small face:

"Auntie said you went fooling around with Li Chi, is it true?"

Lin Xiaoxian just made his beloved Changqing's wife so sad because of what he said, so he must have no face to lie anymore, so he can only bite the bullet and mutter:

"Actually...I was...accompanying a sister yesterday...She said that her house is very big, and it's a bit scary to live alone, so..."

These are Xia Luoqiu's original words, not lying.

Lin Xiaoshu didn't ask any further questions, but felt relieved when he heard the word "sister".

It doesn't matter where the younger sister is, as we all know, Lin Xiaoxian can only have one younger sister, and that is Lin Xiaoshu.

As for the sister or something...

Hmph... Counting the three sister-in-laws, how many sisters does this playful brother find for her?

……

"Brother, I want to go back to sleep."

"Yeah, let's go, I'll cook for you."

"No." Lin Xiaoshu's dark eyes sparkled, "These two days are the weekend, you didn't accompany me last night, now you have to make up."

It is possible to make love, but since the night when I learned that Lin Xiaoshu was a "bald man" from Gu Xiaoyan...

Or to be more precise, ever since Lin Xiaoxian repeatedly failed to evade that night and asked Xiaoshu to help him, every time Lin Xiaoxian lay in the same bed with her, he was always a little "emotionally unstable", always thinking about various things to make him feel uncomfortable. Fall asleep after distracting yourself.

"elder brother…"

Lin Xiaoshu's slender eyebrows frowned slightly, and the sweet paper's delicate and thin lips pursed a little, and he began to hold his arm and shake it lightly:

"elder brother…"

"..."

This is a unique nirvana that only younger sisters can have. Holding the belief that "if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't give birth to tiger cubs", Lin Xiaoxian finally nodded and agreed to sleep with her back to the cage.

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At the same time, the Xia family.

There were three big ones and three small ones on the dining table, sitting in a circle, eating the breakfast bought by Monica, but the atmosphere was a bit weird.

Harmony is naturally, as always, harmonious.

But it's just unspeakable.

Xia Luoqiu's eyes often drifted away, and from time to time he would chuckle as if thinking of something happy.

As for Xia Xinyao, she didn't chat with her daughter about what she had learned when she came back from a business trip, mechanically munching on a piece of brown sugar roll, and staring at the table with a little out of focus.

Although each has its own strangeness, the mother and daughter also have one thing in common, they will blush inexplicably when they eat and eat.

On the entire table, the only normal adult was Monica.

She was having breakfast with the three students quietly and even gracefully. She was adjusting the little birthday crown on No. 8's head, and only occasionally raised her head to look back and forth between Mrs. and Miss.

"lady."

"Uh?"

"?"

Suddenly speaking, Monica's voice brought the absent-minded mother and daughter back to their senses at the same time.

"What's wrong?" Xia Xinyao cleared her throat.

"Today is the 8th birthday, we..."

"Oh, I know, um... just like I said before, we will go out after breakfast and come back to celebrate together in the evening. I have already booked a party at the property, by the lake, and it should be almost ready by six or seven o'clock Well, Mengmeng is here too, right...?"

Xia Xinyao looked at her daughter, and unforgettable images appeared in her head, gradually overlapping with the sweet and beautiful daughter in front of her.

The slender white legs dangling in the air...

The toes curled up and straightened continuously following a certain rhythm...

……

"mom?"

"Ok?"

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Oh, I... suddenly remembered something about the company... Tsk, it's a bit annoying... So Mengmeng, you don't have any arrangements for today, right?"

"Well, no."

Xia Luoqiu was frightened to death. She almost thought that her mother found Lin Xiaoxian who had slipped away quietly in the morning. She felt relieved secretly, and then frowned:

"There's more, Mom."

"Say."

"How many times have I told you, don't call me Mengmeng."

"..."

Xia Xinyao's expression froze, and ten thousand white-eyed wolves ran through her heart.

Oh, your own mother can't bark. When the donkey called you last night, you promised to be so diligent?

"One thing to say, I have grown up so much, Mom, you still call me like that, how embarrassing you are."

"..."

Xia Xinyao remained silent and continued to roll her eyes inwardly.

Hehe, yes, he has indeed grown up, almost older than your mother...

As a result, besides being cheap for outsiders, what is the use?

After Xia Xinyao ate the last bite of brown sugar rolls, she was still secretly embarrassed because of what happened last night, but now after hearing Xia Luoqiu's little complaint, the embarrassment has subsided, and her anger has turned a little bit, and she immediately wants to fix her little white eyes Erlang said a few words, so he pretended to be careless and said:

"Okay, it's a matter of habit, I will gradually get rid of it, and I won't call you Mengmeng..."

Xia Luoqiu's eyes lit up, and she actually expressed her opinion, is mother so reasonable today?

"...From now on, I will call you Luoqiu."

???

Xia Luoqiu petrified in situ.

"Luoqiu...huh? What's the matter? Luoqiu...why is your face red?"

Although mother's tone was rare and gentle, it sounded extremely awkward to Xia Luoqiu's ears.

"No...it's nothing..." Xia Luoqiu raised his head and gulped down the soy milk.

"Oh...Luoqiu drink slowly, the soy milk is very hot, too fast, you can't bear it..."

"I, I, I... I know!"

"Huh? You seem to be angry? Why... it's not good to call you Luoqiu? Or do you like to be called Mengmeng?"

"I'm not angry! You... Do whatever you want!"

Unable to explain, being angry with her mother for no reason was not very good, Xia Luoqiu turned red in the end, ran into the room without finishing the soy milk.

……

Monica on the side silently watched the morning show of the mother and daughter, and her keen sixth sense told herself that it was better not to mention the matter of meeting Lin Xiaoxian in the morning.

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"Phew...so hungry..."

In the evening, with the sound of closing the door, Lin Xiaoxian, who was wearing an apron, with a warm smile on his face, wiped his clean hands from the kitchen, and took the bag from Mu Changqing who came home from get off work with gentle steps. :

"My wife is back~?"

"..."

"Hard work! Sit down, I'll change your shoes for you."

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian pulled the small bench and sat down gently pressing Mu Changqing's shoulders, while he knelt down on one knee, holding up her slender ankle wrapped in skin-colored silk stockings, took off the black high-heeled shoes, and grasped the soft Knead your little feet.

"Hey you..."

Mu Changqing blushed, retracted subconsciously, looked around and didn't see the little book, and then felt ashamed and annoyed, and gave him a "hmm" thump:

"Little bastard...I just came back, you...what do you want..."

"It's because you just came back that I gave you a massage! Dear wife, relax..."

Youdao is a person who does not slap a smiley face. Lin Xiaoxian's attitude is unprecedentedly good. He is even more virtuous than a good husband and a good father. Mu Changqing felt that there was no place for the remaining grievances in the morning.

"I don't know how to be courteous until something happens...huh..."

"My wife hums really well! Hum it again?"

"..."

Mu Changqing stopped humming, and with puffy cheeks, he kicked his eyes angrily:

"If you want to press it, press it hard, don't... don't hook me, I'm not in the mood now..."

"Hmm! Don't worry, neither do I."

"..."

"Uh...I have! I have so much! But I hold back!"

This is more or less...,

Mu Changqing didn't say anything, grabbed the horizontal bars of the small bench with both hands to stabilize his body, and lifted his feet lightly:

"It hurts to spank your ass! Just like when I was a child, spanking with a cane..."

"okay!"

It seems that asking Mu Changqing to go out and be alone for a while is indeed very helpful for calming down. Lin Xiaoxian is already very satisfied with such an attitude, and presses carefully from the forefoot to the heel little by little.

Like all the treasure girls around, not only did Mu Changqing's feet not smell bad at all, but the faint leather smell mixed with the warm body fragrance was quite seductive.

Compared with Xia Luoqiu, the beautiful foot shape is slightly different in style. It is exquisite and exquisite, with smooth arches, smooth and warm insteps, and a little fleshy round heels. Skin-colored stockings are hidden from the skirt Extending all the way down the well-proportioned long legs, it outlines a hazy and flawless texture very obediently.

And thanks to this background, the toes are naturally extraordinarily beautiful. On the neatly arranged toes like cardamom, the lustrous nail polish flashes bright water red through the toe of the socks, which looks playful and sexy. Can't help but want to kiss.

"Where you didn't press it, if you feel uncomfortable or something, just say it."