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"Okay," said Lu Minghua who hooked his finger to his wife, "Come here."

Walking over and sitting next to her husband, Qiao Jing asked, "Didn't it mean you'll be back the day after tomorrow?"

"It was to surprise you, so I said that on purpose."

"It made me sad for a long time."

"I'm back, are you happy?"

"Ok!"

While responding, Qiao Jing smiled brightly, but her thoughts were a little confused.

Seriously, she wished her husband would come back a few days later.

She was going to rehearse for the catwalk in the afternoon, and in the evening she was going to learn sketching at Lu Yuanliang's.

In addition, she has to participate in the trials on Saturday, so she is actually very busy these days.

But that's not the point, the point is that her husband won't agree to any of these things.

So Qiao Jing was both happy and depressed, as if she had knocked over a bottle of five flavors.

Nestled against her husband, Qiao Jing frowned.

Putting his arms around his wife, Lu Minghua asked, "How have you been in the ten days since I left?"

"It's pretty lonely."

"Didn't my dad accompany you?"

"I want a husband, not a father-in-law. The two are completely different."

"I covered your eyes just now, did you think I was my dad?"

"Ah."

"My dad would do this to you?"

"Of course not," Qiao Jing said, "but because you said you were on a business trip, the person I can think of is your father. In fact, when I was hugged by you just now, I was very annoyed, and I was thinking of your father How could he do such a thing. After all, during the ten days I lived with him, he was very well-behaved and never had physical contact with me. "

"That's good."

"By the way, where's your dad?"

"I told him not to come back at noon."

"Oh."

Boom, boom, boom.

Hearing the knock on the door, Qiao Jing walked over.

Through the cat's eyes, seeing her father-in-law standing outside the door, Qiao Jing opened the door.

"Honey, your panties..."

Hearing her husband's words, Qiao Jing remembered that not only did she not wear pantyhose, but she also did not wear underwear!

Of course, because she was wearing a hip skirt, she didn't get naked.

Seeing that his wife had already opened the door, Lu Minghua had no choice but to stuff the pantyhose and underwear his wife had worn into his pocket.

"Dad, why are you here?"

The person who said this was not Qiao Jing, but Lu Minghua.

After the daughter-in-law stepped aside, Lu Ping, who glanced at her hip-wrapping skirt, walked into the room.

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"I know you're back, so I came here to see you." Sitting on the sofa, Lu Ping asked with a smile, "Are you too busy on this business trip?"

"It's okay," Lu Minghua said, "I remember I told you not to come over at noon."

"Is there such a thing? It seems that I am old and confused."

"Have you had lunch yet?"

"not yet."

Just as Lu Ping finished speaking, Qiao Jing said, "There are some dishes in the kitchen, you two chat first, I'll cook."

Lu Minghua really wanted his wife to find a pair of underwear in the room and put them on, but he was too embarrassed to say it directly.

Under the watchful eyes of Lu Ping and Lu Minghua and his son, Qiao Jing walked into the kitchen.

While the father and son were chatting, Qiao Jing naturally got busy in the kitchen.

And because Qiao Jing was not wearing underwear, it was difficult for Qiao Jing, whose lower body was empty, to regain her composure.She was even more thinking that if her father-in-law came in to help her and squatted on the ground to look up on purpose, she might be able to see her wet area that was just ravaged by her husband.

Because of this thought, Qiao Jing's body suddenly became hot, and she unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After chatting with his son for a while, Lu Ping walked into the kitchen.

Seeing this scene, Lu Minghua frowned.

Although his wife was wearing a hip-wrapping skirt, Lu Minghua was still worried that his wife would be exposed.

Worrying is worrying, he can't do anything, so he has to sit on the sofa and watch TV.

Walking in front of his daughter-in-law, Lu Ping asked, "Do you want me to help?"

"No need," Qiao Jing said with a smile, "Just chat with Minghua, I can handle it by myself."

As soon as Qiao Jing finished speaking, her father-in-law whispered in her ear and asked, "Will you have a fling with my son as soon as you come back?"

"dad!"

While screaming, Qiao Jing gave her father-in-law a look.

If it was before, she would definitely be very angry, but now she is not only not angry, but also finds this kind of topic involving sex very interesting.Of course, the most important thing is that her husband is in the living room, but her father-in-law quietly said such things to her. This feeling that runs counter to morality and ethics makes her feel very fresh.

And thinking of being spanked by her father-in-law the night before, rubbing her breasts yesterday afternoon, and playing role-playing with her father-in-law this morning, Qiao Jing felt a little guilty.

Her husband is working hard outside, but she is having an affair with her father-in-law. Isn't she too shameless?

"You're busy," Lu Ping said with a smile, "I'll go talk to my son again."