Chapter 33

OK, come and reach out.Su Changming, who had ejaculated, has now entered the sage mode. He treated Liu Yin as if he was a supreme treasure, gently putting her pajamas on and blowing her hair.

Liu Yàn's hair hangs like a waterfall, and the earlobes hidden between the ends of the hair are delicate and small, which is very cute.

Dad, just carry me back.Liu Yiàn said coquettishly, and Su Changming gently picked her up and sent her back to the room, and placed it on the bed as if it were a fragile item.

Good night, daughter.Just as Su Changming was about to leave Liu Yi's room, Liu Yi's sleeve was grabbed by Liu Yi's sleeve. He saw Liu Yi's looking at Su Changming with a beacon and said: Dad, tell me a bedtime story.

Su Changming laughed and joked: How old are you? Why are you still like a child?

I want to listen, I want to listen.Liu Yàn actually rolled on the bed. Su Changming was afraid that Liu Yàn would be involved in the wound on his abdomen again, so he quickly agreed: OK OK OK OK OK OK OK I will tell you, I will tell you.

But this is hard for Su Changming. Su Changming never told him a story when he was a child. To put it bluntly, he was not that kind of gentle person at all. If Su Zhe was so unreasonable, he would have slapped him with a long time.

But now the one who wants to listen to the story is his baby daughter-in-law Ah, so she can't neglect it. She just tells her if she wants to.

Once upon a time there was a mountain and a temple in the mountain.

Su Changming held it in for a long time before he found a story that was told. Liu Yiàn said with great disgust: What is this? Can you change it to something interesting?

Then I have no experience, I have never told Su Zhe when he was a child.Su Changming was very helpless.

Then you can search for articles online.Liu Yiàn acted coquettishly and had to let Su Changming mess up his brain today.

OK, okay, I'll look for me.Su Changming took out his cell phone and clumsyly scratched it with a finger. It took him a long time to find a good story.

There were three little pigs in the past. They lived together. This is the story of three little pigs.Liu Yàn listened on the side, silently speaking, Su Changming looked at the small words on the screen of his phone and read them very hard.

The big bad wolf blows down the thatched house and wooden house made by the eldest and second brothers, and finally mocks the third brothers and second brothers, and is forced to hide in the third brothers' brick house.

When Liu Yiàn listened when she was a child, she felt that the eldest and second brother were very arrogant, and the third brother was very smart. She even fantasized about building her own brick and tile house in the future.

But as he grew older, when Liu Yiàn heard this story again, he felt a little sad. Whether it was a thatched hut and wooden house or a brick and tile house, the three little pigs were just bound by a house like a pigpen. They were self-sufficient and deceived themselves in a small space. After all, they could not escape the circle of life.

Su Changming's mouth was dry and he finally finished the story. Liu Yiàn kept silent. When Su Changming looked, he found that Liu Yiàn's eyes were filled with tears, and two lines of clear tears slid down his cheeks.

Oh, my daughter, what's wrong with you? Even if I don't say it well, I won't cry. I'll tell you a good one.Su Changming was so panicked that he wiped away the tears from the corners of his daughter-in-law's eyes with heartache.

It's okay, I suddenly thought of my father. When I was a child, I pestered him to tell stories to me, and he also missed you as stupid as you. By the way, the most he told me was the story of three little pigs.

Liu Yàn was trapped in memory. The tall man in memory was no longer by her side. When she thought of this, her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Su Changming quickly hugged Liu Yàn in his arms and comforted softly: It's okay, you still have a father, don't cry, I will tell you stories every day from now on.

Su Changming's words were like a warm big hand, healing the trauma in Liu Yin's heart. She gradually opened her smile and lay on the bed and was drowsy.

After wiping away the tears from the corners of Liu Yàn's eyes, Su Changming turned off the light and left, and the softest part in his heart was also touched, making a good dream for a night.

The next morning, Su Changming got up early. When he thought of the tenderness of last night, Su Changming was excited. The relationship between the two was already very delicate, and he thought he could live a long time of loving life.

But at this moment, the doorbell rang and an uninvited guest came. The person who came was Liu Yiàn's mother Wang Qin. Hearing that his daughter was injured, he rushed over from another city and brought a lot of vegetables.

Oh, isn't this the in-laws? Thanks to your care for YànYàn these days, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do. I'll cook today, thank you very much.

Su Changming looked at Wang Qin's busy figure, half-old Xu's mother, but she still had charm. Her daughter's big breasts obviously inherited her genes. Although they were a little droopy, they were also very large. Although her skin had wrinkles visible to the naked eye, they were fair. It is said that she was still practicing dancing. No wonder people in their fifties still looked like they were in their thirties.

However, Su Changming always felt that the old lady looked at her with something wrong.