Son-In-Law Is A Playboy

4At the same time, he had a faint sense of anticipation in his heart. He really wanted that warm little mouth of his to continue interacting with his little brother.    3

    

"Darling, I love you too."    

    

I reached out to touch her face, turned my head and kissed her cheek. Just as I pulled my hand back, Zhao Hong's small hand grabbed mine and pulled my hand to place on a ball of softness.    

    

At this moment, I am competing against an immortal, accompanied by a beauty on the left side and an alluring little demoness on the right side. I am also extremely intoxicated.    

    

The next second.    

    

That warm little mouth once again began to interact with his brother.    

    

That comfortable feeling made me want to cry out, just in case Xiaohe found out. I turned my head and covered her mouth with mine, giving her a long kiss.    

    

At the same time, her right hand subconsciously pressed down on Zhao Hong's head, and then slid down her back, grabbing onto her soft cheeks. At the same time, her right hand subconsciously pressed down Zhao Hong's head, and then slid down her back, and grabbed on her soft and soft cheeks.    

    

For a moment, the scene was rather warm. Concealed. It was simply too exciting.    

    

Right at this moment, his brother-in-law's voice came over, "Mom, the electricity won't come tonight. The transformer seems to be burning."    

    

The two women let go of me.    

    

My mind jolted and my mind instantly cleared up. I hurriedly stuffed my groin waiter into it and gently zipped it up. I secretly breathed out in relief.    

    

No, I can't play like this anymore. This is simply playing with fire.    

    

In the future, we have to stay away from Zhao Hongyuan. This little demoness was too bold, she didn't care at all. If she were to be found out and reported to Mama Tian, my relationship with Xiaohe would be done for.    

    

Thinking of this, I immediately got off the brick bed.    

    

"Hubby, where are you going?"    

    

"I need to go to the toilet. I need to pee."    

    

At this moment, Tian Yizhu walked in. I took the phone from him and walked out. As I walked out of the room, I took a deep breath and muttered, "This little demon is too troublesome. I almost made a big mistake."    

    

When he saw the light in the living room, he lit the candle and looked at the flickering candle flame. His thoughts went back to his childhood.    

    

Back then, there was a lot of blackouts, and every household had their own candles. Father's majestic figure appeared in my mind from my earliest memories until his death, clearly remembering how he doted on me.    

    

Fate had changed, but he had died in a car accident.    

    

My grandfather told me that my father's car had exploded and that he hadn't even found his body. Every time I thought about it, I felt very sad.    

    

"Lin Yang, hurry up and eat."    

    

Mommy Tian's voice pulled my thoughts back to reality.    

    

I took in a deep breath and shook my head violently. I wanted to throw all those thoughts out of my head. The past was unreminiscent of my past and was filled with tears. If that was the case, why would I think about it?    

    

There was a long dining table in the middle of the living room with a dozen steaming dishes on it. Before he even arrived, he could already smell the fragrance of the dishes. He sincerely sighed and said, "It smells really good."    

    

"You're so lucky. The food my mother cooks is very delicious. Tomorrow morning, I'll get my mother to make you some noodles."    

    

After I washed my hands, I smiled and asked, "Auntie can make a bowl of noodles too?"    

    

"I've told you before, this is inherited from my ancestors, of course mom would do it."    

    

"Then why not open a small restaurant?"    

    

At this moment, Mother Tian walked in. "Hai, this is what we're doing. There are all kinds of noodles in the restaurants outside. Who would want to drink this crumbly Yang Chun Noodles?"    

    

"Auntie, Yang Chunyi has a long history, there must be a lot of people who like to drink it. "In these restaurants, there are many types of noodles. There are all kinds of additives in the soup, so you can't drink them."    

    

"Mom, how about I open a noodle shop for you in Hong Kong. We can meet every day then."    

    

"Running a restaurant in a big city would cost a lot, so I won't go."    

    

"Let's just rent a place for a bit. It won't cost us much. When the time comes, it'll be called the Yang Chun Noodle House. There will be a lot of people in the city, so we won't lose any money no matter how much we sell it."    

    

"Really?"    

    

Hearing his mother's tone, he seemed to be tempted.    

    

"Mom, when have I ever lied to you?"    

    

"Then if I go, will I give you trouble?"    

    

At this moment, Zhao Hong came to her mother's side and took her arm. She said intimately, "Auntie, it won't be like this. If you really start a noodle restaurant, we can have a meal together sooner or later."    

    

Oh, look at that little mouth, it's sweet as honey.    

    

I glanced at her rosy mouth and remembered the warmth on the kang. No wonder she was so greedy for food. She had just finished her sausage and was going to drink noodles. This was the same as a greedy snake that cultivated itself to the acme level.    

    

"Alright, I know what you're thinking. After the new year, if you find a suitable store, I'll go."    

    

Mother Tian was so happy that her mouth couldn't close.    

    

Then we ate.    

    

Mother Tian insisted on sitting at the narrow edge of the long table, while I sat on one side with Tian Yihe and the others, and I happened to be face to face with Zhao Hong, which wasn't a big deal. The problem was that she was always sneaking glances at me, occasionally covering her face with her hands and licking the side of her lower lip with her tongue.    

    

I could only watch the nose, nose and heart, with a spirit of protection, not squint.    

    

Tian Yihe took out the red wine that he had brought with him. Other than Mother Tian, who was drinking fruit juice, we all drank red wine.    

    

Clang.    

    

We clinked our glasses, said a few grand words of course, and began to eat.    

    

"Yes, it's delicious. Auntie, your cooking skills are really too good."    

    

I took a bite of vinegar and shredded potatoes, a taste I hadn't tasted in a long time that made me exclaim in my heart. Despite its uneven thickness, it was not something that a restaurant chef could produce.    

    

Mother Tian smiled and said, "As long as it's delicious, it's fine. I was even worried that the food might not be right for you."    

    

Since the candle was far away and it was blocked, the light was a little dim, so it was very hard for people to notice it. Zhao Hong saw this and continued to make small movements, which made my heart flutter.    

    

When I tried to pick up a dish, she intentionally picked up a dish and used her chopsticks to touch my chopsticks. What was she doing? Chopsticks passing on love? He was really drunk.    

    

Maybe it's because of Zhao Hong's change of identity, every time she picks me, it always makes me feel very excited.    

    

I had to avoid her as much as possible, wait for her to finish picking up the food, and then immediately eat the chopsticks. Just like that, I was slightly proud and reluctant to part with her, but deep down, I really liked that feeling.    

    

While we were eating and chatting, at first glance we seemed to be enjoying ourselves, but in reality, I was a little distracted, because Zhao Hong didn't want to miss a single opportunity to hook up with me.    

    

"Lin Yang, when will you and Little He get married?"    

    

Cough cough …    

    

I started to cough violently, as if I was choking on water.    

    

"Well, let's not rush for now. We're still young, so we're going to fight for a few more years before we start thinking about getting married."    

    

That's the only answer I can give.    

    

My brother-in-law knew about me and snorted.    

    

Tian Yihe glared at Little Miao and hurriedly tried to smooth things over for me. "Mom, I'm only twenty. Are you in such a hurry to get me married? I don't want to get married that early. It won't be too late for three years."    

    

I heaved a sigh of relief in my heart. Luckily, Tian Yihe managed to catch on.    

    

"Marriage is everything. When I was your age, I was pregnant with you."    

    

"I'm in no hurry to get married."    

    

Tian's mother tried to persuade him again and again.    

    

The next second.    

    

Suddenly, an uninvited guest barged into my territory. My nerves suddenly tensed up, and I looked up at Zhao Hong, only to find that she had lowered her head slightly. The tip of her pink tongue mischievously licked the chopsticks.    

    

Originally, the act of holding back the chopsticks with his mouth was very normal. Many people had this habit.    

    

At this moment, I felt like she was doing it on purpose, just to pick on me.    

    

Tian Yihe and the others were still talking. Their brother-in-law was listening with a smile on his face and did not notice this scene.    

    

I sighed in my heart. This silly boy, he can't even stand his own woman. This special mother of mine is about to run into my arms.    

    

What happened next was even more exciting.    

    

Zhao Hong picked up a glass of water and put it down abruptly without even seeing her drink it. Her pink tongue came out of her mouth and shook back and forth. "So hot."    

    

As I watched her moving her tongue back and forth, an image of a woman's mouth interacting with her brother suddenly surfaced in my mind. My crotch was shaking excitedly a few times, and when I heard her words, "So hot", I felt all the cells in my body start to move. I think she's hot in her heart, but it's hotter down there.    

    

A crafty look flashed in her eyes. She didn't react to his words at all. Instead, she deliberately made such actions and said those words to flatter him.    

    

It had been some time since they last met, but her cultivation was already so deep. Admirable.    

    

Tian Yisheng immediately held her face in his hands and said something that made me feel numb.    

    

Looking at the pretentious Zhao Hong, I suddenly had the thought of teasing her. My legs suddenly clamped onto her feet, then I extended my hands to scratch the bottom of her feet.    

    

She frowned and pretended to be pitiful for a few seconds. Then, she suddenly burst out laughing as she turned around at the same time. His body could not help but twist.    

    

I didn't dare scratch her for a long time, three seconds.    

    

She immediately withdrew her foot, and in a few seconds, tears of joy started to flow down her face. She kicked me hard, and whispered to Tian Yimian, "It's nothing, I just accidentally burned it."    

    

"Pitiful."    

    

When Tian Yihe saw Little Miao tensed up, he angrily muttered to himself.    

    

Time slowly passed.    

    

After dinner, we sat in the living room for more than half an hour and then went back to our rooms.    

    

I hastily closed the door and carried Little He onto the bed. I had to vent my anger after being provoked by Zhao Hong. We haven't had anything to do for a long time. She just took a long time to recover and quickly entered a state.    

    

The night was long, and we didn't know how long we had been fighting for. Following a gush of water, we stopped panting.    

    

Tian Yihe leaned into my arms and weakly said, "Hubby, Zhao Hong isn't a proper woman. I don't want her to be with my little brother. You have to help me break her apart."    

    

"How? Little Miao was so captivated by her that she lost her head. "    

    

She was silent for a few seconds, then she lay on top of me, looked up at me, and said very seriously, "I have a plan."    

    

I didn't think that she would be smarter than me. Even though I thought this way, I still asked curiously, "What way?"