My Girl and Tenderness

"Well, that's fine too."

Mulan trotted after him, muttering:

"After taking care of my husband, I also have to take care of my mother. Being a woman is so hard."

"Didn't you just say that you realized the benefits of being a woman?"

You must have learned something about women's fickleness, right?

Qin Kong smiled and shook his head, watching the mother and daughter go in to exchange feelings, and sat on the sofa looking at his mother-in-law's computer.

It seems to be some report or something like that.

It should be considered confidential, but he is so careless that he doesn't even turn off the computer when he goes to take a shower.

Qin Kong reached out to help her close the notebook. Although he couldn't understand it, he consciously avoided peeking. But in fact, his mother-in-law didn't mind him looking at it.

We are all a family in the future. If he is interested, it’s okay to let him take this little property to play with.

But he was obviously not interested.

Only his mother-in-law's sighing expression just now echoed in his mind.

"Still have concerns?"

This matter seemed to be more complicated than he had imagined. Was there something he had not considered? He should have already expressed his attitude towards Mulan, so why did his mother-in-law still sigh like that?

He suddenly realized that he was not good at understanding women's minds at all. Although he had many wives at home, they were all reckless and would just rush through them if they knew they were interested in him.

But I can't be reckless to my mother-in-law now.

Suddenly I was at a loss as to what to do.

It turns out that Qin Kong doesn't understand women's hearts at all...that's why he looks so slow.

"Cuckoo."

A strange sound suddenly sounded nearby. When he looked up, he saw a magical owl hanging upside down on the ceiling.

The bright yellow vertical pupils stared at him intelligently.

"Are you cosplaying as a bat?"

Qin Kong said to it with a smile.

"Cuckoo."

Snap, Snap.

The roast chicken flapped its wings, and the ceiling was shaking. Fearing that it would drop it, he stretched out his hand and said -

"Come down quickly, little rascal, don't cause trouble. Come, there are fruits here, come down."

"Goo!"

He is still as greedy as ever. I became his pet just for two servings of rice rolls. He can be easily bribed by a few fruits.

It glided down directly, grabbed his arm with its little claws, stopped steadily, and pecked at the spiritual fruit in his hand.

"Oh, it's so heavy! It's a really big fat chicken. I can keep it for the New Year."

"Gu!?"

Suddenly, it sensed danger, and looked at its owner's naughty smile warily. It jumped to the side and used its little paws to move away.

Seems a little scared.

"He's so fat that he can't even fly. He staggers when he walks. He's really a little fat boy."

He grabbed it back with a smile, lifted it up by one of its legs, and said:

"Look at this big chicken drumstick. Yinyin will definitely like it. She eats one and I eat the other. We'll be full after we finish eating."

If this were applied to a human, it would probably be the feeling of a fleshy leg, the kind that when worn with black stockings could reveal a circle of soft flesh, making one salivate.

"Cuckoo!"

Why does it feel like this unscrupulous owner is 100% or even 90% serious? Braised Chicken was so scared that tears welled up in his eyes, and he rubbed his head against his hand affectionately, acting like a puppy.

Master, master, please don’t eat me. I’m very cute.

It seems that I can hear such auditory hallucinations.

It made him laugh out loud, and he nuzzled its soft belly. He obviously liked it very much, but his mouth was still not letting up.

"Huh, I've been looking at your tree lately, how come you have time to play with me?"

"..." I thought it was outrageous for a daughter to be jealous of her mother, but it turned out that he was even more serious. He was jealous of a tree, blaming it for having a spiritual tree but no owner.

Isn't it because I saw that he was alone and upset that I came to accompany him? Is he still not satisfied?

Men are so hard to please.

"Why are you looking at me like my wife, with such disdain, huh?"

The roast chicken turned its head away, as if to say, "No, I respect my master the most." It is really spiritual and should have had intelligence for a long time.

Touching its head, he said:

"It's a pity that you can't speak. It's really strange. You can understand what I say, but you still can't speak human language?"

He didn't know much about spirit beasts, so he didn't know if this was normal or not. He began to rub the furry belly, which seemed to be a little sensitive. The chicken's little paws were raised and wanted to close, using the action of closing his hands to stop him from doing too much.

But in vain.

"Gu, Gu Gu..."

"What's wrong? Are you itchy? I have to tickle you and make you look down on your master. Watch out..."

The evil hand did whatever it wanted to the little owl.

Coo, coo coo!

No, please don't, Master...

If this continues, it will be weird!

The tips of its wings kept trembling, its little claws were stretched straight and tense, its bright yellow eyes were slightly rolled up, its mouth was slightly open, and it kept making whimpering sounds.

It was an unbearable torment, but what stayed in his ears was...

"It's so beautiful, much better than the cooing of pigeons. Come, let me hear more of your lovely voice... Is it here? The sensitive place..."

"嘤——"

The roast chicken's claws stretched forward desperately and its head kept tilting back.

My master must have been a devil in his previous life.

Doing this kind of thing with an innocent smile is no longer clean.

568. What is the mating season of owls?

Braised chicken is still better.

It’s adorable and simple, and all it does is eat and act cute. Just being around it makes you feel very happy, like returning to your childhood.

He had raised birds before, and the older brothers in the countryside were very kind to him. When they saw him come back, they would give him a few newly-fledged young birds and raise them for a while.

But in the end there were always adult birds calling outside, as if begging them to return their children, so we had to let them go.

It is his wish to have a pet bird.

Well, actually raising a dog is one of my wishes... But now looking at the "dog" at home, I feel really overwhelmed and have a feeling of disillusionment.

Xiao Ye, you...give me back my pure love for dogs!

The cheeks are slightly puffy. 8

Tickle the roast chicken and watch its cute reaction, and smile again.

Although I have thought about "transforming me" before, turning a cute pet into a cute girl, I seem to prefer this now.

It doesn't need to be complicated, just playing around is a beautiful thing.

"Hmm...Hmm..."

It seemed that it had no more energy to call out, and its body was trembling slightly. Even when he teased its sensitive parts, it did not respond as much. It spread out its little paws, as if they were a little broken.

Look, if it was a girl in this posture, this pervert would probably be caught in an orange. Only a little owl would feel silly and cute.

However, he thought that the cute and adorable broiler's eyes had become a little confused, and it would be difficult for the innocent owl to remain innocent again under his caress.

It's not like he didn't notice something was wrong. He held his little cutie in his arms, like he was taking care of a baby, poked its mouth with a smile, and said -

"What's wrong? Ouch, you bite me as soon as you recover, really..."

"Gu..."

The roast chicken turned over in his arms, with its entire belly placed in the palm of his hand, its wings folded, its claws tucked in, and its eyes half-closed. It just lay in his arms, rubbing its body against his sinful big hand non-stop.

It's all the master's fault. He made others behave like this, so he should take the responsibility.

The tail feathers kept shaking and the little butt was slightly raised.

"So you really like tickling?"

Qin Kong smiled and moved his hands, scratching its furry little belly again. He was becoming more and more familiar with the place his pet liked.

After spending such a long time together, the owner and the pet will become close and familiar with each other slowly.

Baji has always liked him tickling her, and under his long-term pampering, her body's senses have been heightened. Now, even if he tickles some "forbidden places", she can tolerate it and even feel comfortable.

Slowly fell into his hands.

The girls at home have just developed a fear of his massage techniques, but no one knows that Ba Ji is actually his first victim and she can no longer imagine a day without his caress.

Trapped in the cage created by his tenderness, she became a bird in a cage.

"Are you comfortable? Hmm? Look at your tail, it's almost up to the sky. You are still a girl, you can't behave in such a vulgar way."

Smilingly press its tail down, but it will soon stand straight up again. Pat its back lightly near its buttocks, and it will stand higher and higher, almost to 90 degrees.

The waist is flexible and bends downward.

If this action is performed by a human, it should be like standing with legs apart and then lying on the ground. It was often circulated on the Internet before, hoping to trick girls into imitating it.

It's a bit inelegant, but it's okay.

"Cuckoo!"

He tried to hold down its tail again, but this time his finger was bitten hard. The bad owner who did whatever he wanted got the punishment he deserved.

"Hey, why did you bite me?"

Looking at Baji's venting look, he was inexplicably reminded of his wives who would bite his shoulders when they were in a good mood.

It is to express the irrepressible joy in my heart.

Qin Kong let it bite him. It felt a little painful, but he didn't care. He just smiled. In fact, he had always felt that something was wrong with the roast chicken. He said to himself -

"You are also in heat? What should we do when an owl is in heat?"

If it is a female cat, you need to wipe it with a cotton swab. Of course, this is only a temporary solution and it still needs to be sent to the hospital for sterilization. However, for a bird... there should be no such practice.

The only connection between owl and cat is in Chinese characters, which put him in a blind spot of knowledge.

"Or should I wipe it for you too?"

"Goo?"

Baji didn't know what he was talking about. He turned back in a daze and saw a horrifying scene. He saw him taking out a cotton swab from the drawer.

"Gu, gu, gu!"

You, what are you going to do! Stupid Master!

"Be good, it will be fine in a while, and it won't hurt anymore."

Many animals’ estrus is a punishment mechanism, and it will be very painful if it is not dealt with, so we still need to pay more attention and help.

Otherwise, it would be bad if they make too much noise and keep others awake.

"Come, let me see..."

"Goo-"

The sound of roasting chicken seems a bit sad, maybe it’s an illusion?