Queen, forced marriage

The situation was at a stalemate, and both of them had a deep meaning of vowing not to give up on their faces.Lin Zikui was furious, and threw the feather duster in her hand on the ground. She looked at Fang Yi'ai very displeased. She had always opposed her in educating children. She was just trying to scare Lin Jinmo with a guy. Can't she cooperate? ?

"Mom, mom, be afraid, be afraid..." Hiding in his mother's arms, although the little guy is small, he can feel Lin Zikui's terrifying aura, and he hastily tightened his grip on Fang Yi'ai's neck.

"It's okay, Momo is good." He patted the baby's buttocks, stroked her head, and kissed her soothingly.He raised his head and stared at Lin Zikui a few times, ignored the bastard in front of him, turned sideways into the living room, went up the stairs, and entered the room, basically ignoring Writer Lin.

It's depressing to think about it, Lin Zikui is a sinner for educating her daughter.Turning around, just in time to see Her Majesty closing the door aggressively with a "bang"

One big and one small, what does it mean to sing and harmonize, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't go well!Just when I was slandering a few words in my heart, I saw Her Majesty the Queen coming out of the baby room again, but Lin Jinmo, the little bastard, was not in her arms. Standing on the railing with her slender body, she coldly ordered to Writer Lin downstairs: "Lin Jinmo Zikui, come up to me."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and entered her and Lin Zikui's bedroom.

She gave Fang Yiai a hard look at someone like Fang Yiai who was a slave to a tiger, and walked towards the bedroom very reluctantly. Today, she wants to have a good talk with Fang Yiai, a woman about children's education. .

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"You can no longer use this stick to educate her. It's not good for her growth. If you have anything to say, you should tell her well."

Fading away from the fierce momentum and courage at work, Fang Yiai is sitting on the bed in the bedroom, discussing with Lin Zikui about the child.Although he was still wearing professional attire, he was full of love.

"Tell me how many times did I really hit her? It was just to scare her and let her remember what can and can't be done once. Every time I educate my children, you Make trouble next to me, let me see if you cooperate once, and I have said more than once that a loving mother is a spoiled child, a loving mother is a spoiled child, look at how Jin Mo is spoiled by you now?!"

"My parents doted on me since I was a child, and they never beat me. Aren't I still good now?" Her Majesty the Queen strongly disagreed with Lin Zikui's remarks. A filial son is born under a stick, which is something of the ancients. Things should take the essence and discard the dross. This way of beating children should never be advocated. Besides, it is the 21st century, and the way of educating children should also be changed!

"That's because you have been self-conscious since you were a child. Look at your precious daughter, does she have this advantage?"

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the discussion between the two will turn into a quarrel if it continues in this situation.And it's clear that Her Majesty is at a disadvantage.Lin Zikui was well-organized and convincing, not to mention that every sentence was reasonable. Fang Yiai's self-confidence was hit hard. She had never lost to anyone except in front of Lin Zikui when she grew up. Zikui is better than her every time.

Looking desperate, Fang Yiai stepped on the high heels that she hadn't had time to take off, stood up, and walked up to Lin Zikui with a "tap-tap-tap" of her nose to the tip of her nose, her eyes were on fire, looking like she was going to eat people.

"Why?" Writer Lin straightened his neck and said in a straight voice, neither guilty nor afraid, "You still want to hit someone?"

"Husband~ you are the worst~" Fang Yiai didn't expect to die, Fang Yiai came to this move, the voice was sweet and sweet.

The key is that she stretched out her slender arms to wrap around Lin Zikui's neck, and she fell on her lover's shoulder and swayed from side to side. Writer Lin was so numb that he could hardly stand still. The black woman is using a beauty trick, but as the old saying goes, "Death under the peony flower is also a romantic ghost"

Writer Lin stretched out his hand, and after rubbing oil on the beauty's slender waist, he pushed away his lover hanging around his neck with a righteous face: "Stand up, you're already 30 years old. Don't act coquettish to me, I thought you were that 24-year-old girl back then!"

What do you mean by these words? Hearing these words in Fang Yi'ai's heart, she disliked her for being old. Angrily, she let go of her lover's neck and bit her lower lip angrily. It took her a long time to hold back a sentence: "You Which young girl did you see again?"

"Hey, hey, don't drag the topic too far, the little girls have come out, I am the little girl!" Lin Zikui is only 27 or [-] years old, so he naturally has the capital to talk about little girls in front of Fang Yiai, but Looking at it from another perspective, this is just another handful of salt on Her Majesty's wounds.

Fang Yiai, who was directly angry, pushed away the bastard standing in front of her, and walked towards the door of the bedroom angrily. She discovered that Lin Zikui's mouth was getting worse with her age. See if she doesn't palm her someday. Q!

"Ah!" Before he even stepped out of the door, he screamed, "Lin Zikui, what are you doing... put me, put me down!"

She was walking well, but Lin Zikui picked her up from behind, and the momentary suspension made the beauty terrified.

"Rebel!"

"You little goblin, you are not sensible, sir, I can't conquer you in my heart today, so I have to conquer you physically!"

The wretched uncle, who was learning to go shopping in brothels, made a noise, raised his leg and closed the door. Now he is not afraid that that little kid Lin Jinmo will spoil her good deeds.

Throwing Fang Yi'ai roughly onto the bed, then leaning against her body and pressing the beauty under her, she said maliciously, "Don't you like me being so rough to you? Then continue with the good things we ruined this morning! "

"Ah! Lin Zikui, you dare to use force on me, I... can't... wait... um, ah... be gentle... um, um..."

"Ring Ling Ling..."

"Telephone……"

"Leave it alone!" What I hate the most is when someone disturbs me when I do something bad, why does everyone like to call her at such a time, but I can only blame Writer Lin for his prostitution in the daytime!

But the person who had no choice but to make the call was very persistent. After finishing one call, he called the second one, which drove Lin Zikui crazy. He raised his head from the beauty's white chest with a bitter face, and grabbed the mobile phone beside him.

"Wife, she is the child's godmother, can I pick it up?"

Upon hearing this, Her Majesty the Queen also recovered from the blissful world, got up and looked at Lin Zikui's cell phone that was still ringing, and said expressionlessly: "Is there anyone who doesn't answer my old lover's calls?" reason!"

The words were full of jealousy, and I felt that the words were yin and yang. Lin Zikui knew that Her Majesty is a jealous and narrow-minded, so he didn't care about her too much. He lowered his head and kissed his lover's chest, which made Fang Yiai coquettish Glancing at it, he turned on the phone.

"Hello? Rulan!"

"Zikui, aren't you at home? I've been ringing the doorbell for a long time and you haven't answered the door. Are you outside?"

"No, I didn't hear it, just wait for me and come out right away."

After hanging up the phone, Writer Lin looked at the disheveled beauty with her hands folded around her chest with a guilty conscience, she knew from her stern face that she should pay attention to her words, and smiled apologetically, "Honey, Rulan is here, I'll open the door for her. "

After all, she is the lady who is being married by writer Lin Mingmei. No matter how much she cares about it in her heart, she is not tolerant, showing a relieved smile, nodding at her lover, and saying: "Go, don't make her wait too long. Get up and get dressed."

The demeanor of this mother is a model. I silently give my wife a thumbs up in my heart. I am so touched!

It is impossible to say that the queen is not feeling aggrieved, she is playing an intimate game with her dear husband, and she is so ecstatic that she is almost there, Qin Rulan came just as she said, thanks to her going home today Good morning, I came to her precious writer at this hour, maybe I thought her wife was not at home and wanted to do something bad!

Putting on her clothes in a hurry, she ran downstairs and Qin Rulan opened the door. Lin Zikui felt a little sorry, and hurriedly invited Qin Rulan into the living room to finish, and thoughtfully squeezed a glass of her favorite juice.

"I'm sorry Rulan, I'm writing a manuscript in... the study, and I didn't hear you..." The words were blushing and heartbeating, but Fang Yi'ai's soft whispers in her ears just now were still clear and lingering.

"It's okay, I know you, when you concentrate, you will even forget to eat."

"Hehe...do you need me?"

"It's okay, I've been busy during this time, and I haven't seen you and Jinmo for many days, so I came here to have a look, didn't I disturb you?"

"No, by the way, Momo is in the room, I'll help you hug..." The smile disappeared with the sudden disappearance of the voice, and Lin Zikui remembered that this little guy must still be sad and scared. If she went to hug her, Lin Jinmo would definitely cry again, and changed the subject, "You miss her so much, why don't you go hug her, she must be very surprised to see you."

Frowning in doubt, she turned her head slightly to look at Lin Zikui. Qin Rulan has been with Lin Zikui for so many years. She must have noticed the unnaturalness in the words and expressions of the person in front of her, but she couldn't tell. This is why I hesitated and had to give up, thinking that my lovely goddaughter didn't want to try to figure out Lin Zikui's bottomless thoughts here!

Get up from the sofa and go upstairs.

When he pushed open the door of the little guy's room, before he saw anyone, he heard Lin Jinmo yelling pitifully: "Don't Momo, Momo, Momo knows it's wrong, Daddy..."

"Momo, it's Mother Lan."

Not knowing what was going on, Qin Rulan followed the sound, and saw that the quilt in the middle of the bed was suddenly bulging, and the baby was hiding inside, so what!