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

Chapter 944 You Take It Back
"Pfft."

Feng Yin couldn't help laughing at what he said, "Do you think my hand is made of tofu? Will it hurt with such a little force?"

"But your meat is too tender, I'm worried that it will hurt you."

Zhang Yiming played with her soft and delicate hands, "Look, they are all popular."

As he spoke, he still breathed on her palm, and said like coaxing a child: "Huh~huh~huh, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Feng Yin: "..." What the hell does it feel like being scolded by an elder?

In her two lifetimes, this was the first time she had received such treatment.

This feeling has an indescribable taste.

The eyes are tight, as if something is jumping out without listening.

She sniffed and turned her face away, trying not to let this emotion control her brain.

Unconsciously, I remembered some bad experiences when I was in the orphanage when I was a child, and the things in my eyes fell directly.

"Yinyin, what's the matter?"

Zhang Yiming raised his head after exhaling for her, and found that she was not in the right mood, so he couldn't help asking nervously.

"nothing?"

Feng Yin blinked quickly, restraining the tears in her eyes.

Secretly exhaled a long breath, then smiled and turned to look at him and explained: "Being coaxed by you like a girl, I feel very uncomfortable."

Zhang Yiming stared blankly at the tiny drops of crystal hanging on her eyelashes, and then realized that she was crying just now.

After hesitating for a while, he didn't expose her, but shouted her words: "Then you can treat me as coaxing my daughter."

"Hate it, you actually took advantage of me."

Feng Yin was laughed angrily by him, raised his hand to hit him again, "It's really a beautiful idea."

"Then you can treat me like a son."

Zhang Yiming said with a hearty smile, "That's how we get even, right?"

"Okay, get up, I just spank my son, let me spank."

Feng Yin was so teased that he laughed out loud, as if he was going to get up and grab a feather duster, and coax him like a son.

Zhang Yiming hugged her tightly: "Don't, don't, just kidding, Yinyin, don't be angry."

"Humph!"

Feng Yin squinted at him arrogantly, "Xiao Mian, I can't cure you yet."

"Yes, yes, my Yinyin family is the best."

The couple talked a lot together, and there were slight footsteps and whispers outside.

Feng Yin gave the man a look, and patted his hand around his waist: "If you don't let go, someone is looking for us."

Before Zhang Yiming let go, he kissed her delicate face again, and then reluctantly let go of her.

"Anyway, this is the study room. No one can come in without our consent."

Having said that, he didn't really imprison her in his arms, but stood up with her and straightened her clothes and hair.

Feng Yin glared at him reproachfully: "That can't be done according to your temperament, this is not the modern age we are familiar with."

"Okay, okay, just pay attention to my husband in the future."

It was rare for Zhang Yiming to make her happy, so of course he didn't want to see her get angry again for his own reasons, so he hurriedly followed her words.

The couple had just finished tidying up when there was a knock on the door outside.

And Cuiyue's slightly high-pitched voice: "Master, madam, lunch is ready, look..."

Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming came to the door of the study hand in hand, and stretched out their hands to open the door.

Seeing Mrs. Ma standing not far away, Cui Xing was standing in front of her, waiting for the arrangement of Feng Yin and his wife.

Zhang Yiming: "Have the old master, miss and second young lady come back?"

Mrs. Ma nodded quickly: "The two young ladies, the second young lady, Miss Biao and the old man are all back."

"They went back to the yard where they lived to wash and change their clothes, and I came to invite Mrs. Madam."

Feng Yin nodded, then looked at Cui Xing and asked, "How is Yun Yan's injury?"

(End of this chapter)