After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 413
"Don't talk about it. With the character of the Zhao family, they shouldn't be so quiet."

Feng Ming pretended to be calm and pushed away his approaching face, "Don't make trouble, talk well."

Zhang Yiming stared at her with the help of a dim oil lamp, with a slight smile on his lips: "My husband is talking well."

Then he pinched her increasingly delicate face: "You are more and more similar to the first time I saw you."

Feng Yin ignored the missed heartbeat, slapped his mischievous hand away and said angrily: "If you do this again, I will ignore you."

Good guy, this man is getting more and more shameless.

Zhang Yiming looked at her innocently: "My lady, do you think that if I share the bed with my beloved, I can still be Liu Xiahui?"

Feng Yin: "...it's about the Zhao family."

The faintly flushed face betrayed her mood at the moment.

"You don't have to wait for the children to find out about the Zhao family's affairs."

Zhang Yiming admired her blushing little face, and the corners of her lips deepened a little, "So, let's talk about happiness now."

Feng Yin: "... Could it be that my image is different from the modern one, so you can become Liu Xiahui?"

If you ignored her strong heartbeat, you would think she was indifferent to his words.

"Where does the lady want to go?"

Hearing her heartbeat clearly, Zhang Yiming smiled even more, "I told my husband that what I need is your soul."

"No, it's my wandering soul that needs the companionship of your soul."

Feng Yin couldn't stand listening anymore, she pulled up the quilt and was about to cover her head.

But Zhang Yiming quickly pulled her back, put his other hand half on the kang, looked at her aggressively: "Miss, do you think you can pass by as an ostrich?"

"I think you should be a gentleman."

Facing his gaze, she was so guilty that she said such a sentence inexplicably.

"Haven't you heard a word?"

Her guilty look made him feel very interesting, and he couldn't help but want to tease her.

"What... what?"

Feng Yin was really fooled, so she followed suit and asked.

If it wasn't for this critical moment, the man would almost laugh out loud.

With a smile on his lips, he gave her the answer solemnly: "A gentleman is a relatively high-level hooligan."

Feng Yin: "..." There is another saying!

But although she has a crush on him, more than a little bit, it hasn't reached the point where she can be a husband and wife.

She pursed her lips uncomfortably, and asked weakly, "How can you give up?"

"give up?"

Zhang Yiming couldn't help laughing, "Why should I give up?"

He pinched her thin chin, and stared at her seriously: "Let me tell you, Feng Yin, you are not only mine in this life."

"The next life, the next life is mine, and I will never give up on you."

Feng Yin bit her lips lightly, and muttered in a low voice: "I also said that I am not a love brain, this is the love words that can only be said by a love brain."

But, she damn well liked to hear it.

"What are you talking about?"

Although she muttered softly, Zhang Yiming could still barely hear her, and he couldn't help but move his upper body down a little more threateningly.

There seemed to be a swallowing vortex in the deep eyes, almost sucking her in.

"No... nothing."

Being stared at by him like this, Feng Yin became even more flustered, she turned over with minimal movements, and turned her back to him, "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm tired, go to sleep."

"Pfft."

Zhang Yiming stretched his neck and poked his head out, and found that her eyes were tightly closed, as if she was already asleep, so don't mess with her.

Finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

(End of this chapter)