Queen, Forced Marriage

"Lin Jinmo! Give me things."

Finally, at the weekend, Fang Yiai looked forward to having a warm family dinner, and then a family of three warmly nestled on the sofa or bed watching TV, or could go to the community, hold her baby, and snuggle My dear husband had a sweet and beautiful walk in the evening.

But looking at the picture in front of her, it can be said that it was like a ruthless sword, shattering her simple and ordinary longing.

At this moment, she had just washed the dishes and cleaned the table. She was wearing a newly bought apron around her waist. She wanted to say nothing was going to happen with two lovely tricks. Not only did she open the kitchen door, she saw her baby in her hands. Tightly squeeze Lin Zikui's mobile phone, like a hand grenade, lifted it over his head, pouting his drooling mouth, as if he was throwing it, the key is where the stubbornness in that eye comes from. of? Didn’t you just grab a cell phone?

And Lin Zikui was nervous and pretended to warn with a sullen face, let Fang Yiai say to herself helplessly, let's forget it tonight, let the two ancestors play by themselves! ! !

Lin Jinmo was only two years old, and was so spoiled by the old and young in the family. He was always fearless and fearless all day long. Due to the sufficient nutrition and the advantage of hereditary Lin Zikui to grow taller, two years old is already okay. It is comparable to a three-year-old child, and his strength is not bad, especially recently I am full of curiosity about everything. I can throw whatever I can move. This is not because Lin Zikui didn’t pay attention, and secretly took it and put it on the table. Phone. As soon as Lin Zikui came out of the room, he couldn't wait to warn.

"Why don't you be obedient, I'm going to spank you?"

When she said this, Lin Zikui was akimbo her hands, her eyes were staring, and she was about to punch someone. She still hasn’t figured out who her daughter really looks like in character. Lin Jinmo is a pretty lady with the same long hair as Fang Yi’s. She is black and straight. She looks fat and white. She looks very beautiful. Look. In this way, she must be a beauty when she grows up, and she is even more cute in a black one-piece skirt tonight. Although she looked at eighty at the age of three, this little ancestor is two years old, and she hasn't seen why. The usual behavior is not like her mother Fang Yiai. After all, from a medical point of view, Lin Zikui is her biological mother, but the writer Lin is just playing a rogue against Her Majesty, and he has the maturity of a writer in front of outsiders. And steady.

However, Lin Jinmo is skinny to a certain extent, and it doesn't match that lady's appearance at all! ?

But what is certain is that Lin Zikui hasn't really understood her daughter's temperament, which is really like Fang Yiai!

"Have you heard? Don't pouting your mouth, put it down immediately..."

"Don't don't don't don't don't..."

Before I finished saying "Don't throw", I saw a beautiful arc drawn in front of my eyes, followed by a "pop", and all the efforts Lin Zikui had made before disappeared with this beautiful parabola. Up!

For a while, gritted his teeth angrily, "Lin Jinmo, come over here!"

Seeing the cell phone that was torn apart by her precious girl, Lin Zikui's liver trembled from the pain. What was even more angry was the disobedient little bastard, who was disobedient at such a young age. Anxious, three steps and two steps are going to catch the culprit.

"Mom!" choked and cried out to her mother in fear. Lin Jinmo stepped on her fleshy little feet and threw herself at Fang Yiai, holding her mother's legs and not letting go, due to the height difference with her mother. It was too big, so I had to raise my head 90 degrees to show Fang Yiai's tearful eyes.

I don't know how many times this drama has been performed this month. Fang Yiai rolled her eyes silently, took off her apron, and bent over to hug the poor girl who was acting coquettishly.

"Momo, didn't my mother say that you can't throw a big mobile phone? You said you did it how many times did you drop it?"

Compared with Lin Zikui’s “savage voice”, Lin Jinmo liked her mother’s soft words more, and the small mouth pouted from sadness shortened a lot in an instant. Looking back at Lin Zikui’s still terrifying posture, After hesitating, she fell into Fang Yiai's arms again, and put her arms around her mother's neck, looking like a pitiful and adorable baby wanting to be affectionate and affectionate.

Seeing her daughter like this, Fang Yiai felt a little distressed. She was pregnant in October, and she didn't love one or two points. She looked at Lin Zikui angrily and shouldn't blame her: "You scared her!"

"Hey~Is this ancestor my own Lin Zikui?!" I was disappointed again, and every time she educates a child, Her Majesty the Queen would fight her against her. According to logic, shouldn't it be Fang Yiai acting as a strict mother? , Is she here to play the motherly? This is not in accordance with the laws of nature. Boss Fang has a cold face all day long, making all the employees in the company frightened, and at home she has to be tender to her daughter!

When the words came to the lips, she blurted out, completely ignoring her mind. Her Majesty the Queen who reacted angrily stepped forward and pinched Lin Zikui's cheek: "What are you talking about? Are you saying that your wife is unfaithful? Huh?"

Seeing Fang Yiai holding her daughter and being a majesty over the world, Lin Zikui realized that she had said the wrong thing just now. She held Yi Ai's hand in her arms, and said apologetically: "No, no, you said the wrong thing. Baby, don’t care, don’t care."

"Huh!" Angrily withdrew his hand, squinted at the person in front of him, thinking privately, it looks like it's a good night tonight!

"Lin Jinmo, don't hide in your mother's arms, turn your head around!"

After pacifying Fang Yiai for the time being, Lin Zikui did not forget the incident just now, and her voice immediately changed, and it became the harsh and captivating just now.

When Xiao Jinmo heard that Lin Dada was not over yet, she was so frightened that she flopped in his mother's arms, and the voice of milk whispered for help: "Mom, mother...da, woooo..."

Feeling that the last straw is her mother, Lin Jinmo put her arms around Fang Yi'ai's neck and stayed alive, hesitating and complaining about Lin Zikui with difficulty.

It seemed as if Lin Zikui was bullying her, acting as if she was the victim.

"Okay, okay, Momo, it's okay!" Shaking the baby in her arms, Fang Yiai patted her back distressedly. She admitted that she spoiled her daughter a little bit, but this little life was staged with Lin Zikui. The drama of forcing the child is forced to come, it is not easy to come by, and it is even more cherished!

The words were earnest and began gentle education: "You dropped the big mobile phone, of course she is not happy, so she should be angry, right?"

"...Hmm..." There were flashing tears on his cheeks, reluctantly making a thick nasal sound.

"Then what should you say?"

Fang Yiai can be regarded as a mother's material, and she is more talented in educating children than anyone else. Now she is waiting for Lin Jinmo's answer without eagerness, slowness, and tepidness.

The facial features on fleshy face were wrinkled in pain, Lin Jinmo turned her head unwillingly, and whispered sorry to Lin Zikui, then turned around again, and threw herself on her mother again.

This kind of apology is not the first time, but every time the ending is very similar, it ends in Fang Yiai's bitterness and Lin Jinmo's reluctant apology.

The similar incidents that occurred day after day made Lin Zikui unable to help but complain, and did not play an educational role at all.

Fang Yiai advocates equal and gentle education methods, and hopes that adults and children have the same status, and it is best not to beat or scold them. However, Lin Zikui pursues the concept of "a filial son is born under a stick" and the ancient truth of "a kind mother has more losers". He is a little more strict with Lin Jinmo. It is because Lin Jinmo has just become curious and capable of this unknown world recently. The age of exploration can be said to be beyond control.

Looking at Fang Yiai's way of guarding the calf, Lin Zikui really wanted to hold her wife and daughter in her arms to educate her, but this can only be thought of, who calls her wife the queen? Compromise is the only way out for her. It took a few minutes to calm the anger in her heart. After her breath was relieved, she withdrew a little smile stiffly, and clapped her hands to her baby: "Momo, come, give me a big hug, OK? ."

Lin Zikui thinks she is really pitiful. Every day she coaxes the big ones and the small ones, combining big and small, once and for all.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

Thinking that Lin Dada was going to beat her little ass, Lin Jinmo started to flutter and cry again, making Lin Zikui behind him only feel that there were dark clouds on his head. If this guy grows up, he will definitely be more tossing than her mother. But I still have to put a good attitude on my lips.

"Come on, baby, it's okay, I won't hit you very much. Okay?"

Hearing this seems to be asking for advice, but actually has already begun to put it into practice, and his eyes beckoned Fang Yiai to give her the child.

When he really hugged the meat ball firmly in his arms and prepared to preach, the little guy buried his head in Lin Zikui's arms in a hurry, covered his face with his hands in shame, and felt terrified: "Woo Uuuuuu...Mom, mom."

"Come on, come on, Momo, tell you greatly, don't be afraid, I promise you won't spank you?"

Learning to coax the children to use a soft voice, Lin Zikui decided to have a painstaking education, "Momo, I asked you, why did you throw your big phone? Hmm?"

"Woo...because, because..." The little lips covered with saliva moved and they didn't know what they were talking about. They still wanted to come, because they were afraid of being beaten.

"Because of what, it's okay to say it."

"Because the big phone... looks... ugly."

Well, writer Lin admitted that she regretted the promise she had just given in front of these two mothers. This answer made her mouth twitch. Every time she was in front of Lin Jinmo, her self-cultivation was not generally low. The reason why Zhima is big is to drop her phone over and over again! She was also a gentle person, but now, she just wants to hit the guy in her arms.

"Then, we will ignore the things before this, okay, we won't fall in the future, okay."

"...Okay." After receiving such an amnesty, Lin Jinmo instantly raised her head, sniffed, and nodded in agreement. Regardless of her young age, she still understands the reason why a hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses.

Fang Yiai just sat next to these two life treasures, watching Lin Zikui teach her daughter bit by bit, even wearing home pajamas is so attractive. Lin Jinmo and Lin Zikui look very wanting. They are just a copy of Lin's writer. They even look like the pouting mouth, but they have a more her temperament. Although sometimes they are a little bit self-willed at home, they are generally speaking. She is very satisfied with her reservedness and grace.

A family of three frolicked till 7 or 8 o'clock, Lin Jinmo rubbed his eyes a little tiredly, and then yawned a few times. Like other children, Lin Jinmo, who also likes to sleep in infants and toddlers, quickly exhausted his stored energy, holding Lin Zikui's neck, weakly saying that he wanted to sleep.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zikui's eyes brightened. Fang Yi's hobby was not easy to have a weekend. It was a pleasant surprise that this little guy was clamoring to sleep at such a timely moment. Indeed, she hasn't done loving sports with her wife for several days. It's either that she is too tired and exhausted to act for the children, or that Fang Yiai has too much work and no time. This kind of heaven-sent opportunity should be cherished.

Seeing that her husband is more active than she usually hugs the children and coaxes the children, Fang Yiai certainly knows her. Although she blames Lin Zikui, who have children, she is still so unreliable, but her blushing face can explain it. There is still a little anticipation in his heart.

Sitting in the living room, looking back at the baby room from time to time, watching the minute display on the wall clock in the living room nearly 20 minutes have passed, it’s a bit strange, why it takes so long to coax the baby to sleep. Could it be that Lin Jinmo had some moths? Thinking that I was a little worried, I decided to take a look.

"Momo...Momo..."

In the room, Lin Zikui stood by the bed with a helpless expression, holding Lin Jinmo in her pink pajamas, pinching her throat as light as her baby girl’s name, waiting for a moment to find that there was no response, and then she secretly breathed. Slowly bent down, trying to put the little ancestor in his arms on the bed, but reality is better than imagined. Lin Jinmo opened his eyes as soon as he was next to the pillow, yelling for Lin Zikui to hug: "No, no... …Big hug, big hug..."

"Oh oh oh, well, Momo, I have to go to bed..."

"No, no..., you have to hug, hug." The man with the short arm and the broken leg crawled into Lin Zikui's arms hard, not giving up.

My beloved baby girl was acting like a baby and crying, Lin Zikui immediately disarmed and surrendered. How could the beauty of tonight compare to the sadness of the baby in her arms?

Fang Yiai opened the door, and she saw Lin Jinmo tightly around Writer Lin’s neck, unwilling to let go. There was only a dim bedside lamp in the room, but Fang Yiai’s heart was illuminated for an instant. Leaning against the door so comfortably, what she appreciates only belongs to her beautiful life. Just like that, I watched Writer Lin holding his daughter, picking up the thin blanket from the small bed, but gently attaching it to Lin Jinmo's back. Since then, he started to act as a cradle and swayed around in the room.

Before giving birth to Lin Jinmo, Fang Yiai never thought that one day she could see Lin Zikui coaxing her child to sleep, because writer Lin has always been such a leisurely and cozy person in her heart who loves freedom, so every time she sees it When Lin Zikui hugs the child, he always wets his eyes unconsciously. Such a person would be willing to make such a big change and sacrifice for her, and is willing to be bound by her, the child, and the family for a lifetime.

Slow down and approach Lin Zikui, and quietly said: "Does she want you to accompany you?"

After speaking, the mother touched Lin Jinmo's head with pity, and leaned forward and kissed her daughter's fleshy cheek.

"Not only that, it must be revenge for me. I want me to sleep in a hug tonight."

"Ha ha ha... it's okay, I'll wait for you any more late."

It’s fair to kiss the small one and the big one. He leaned in Lin Zikui’s ear: “I’ll go back to the room and take a bath first.”

Ding, the writer Lin's eyes are orange and orange, but Her Majesty is becoming more and more considerate.

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Fang Yiai can’t say why tonight’s energy is so good. Thinking about it carefully, I think Lin Zikui is really thinking about it. After all, she still likes to talk with the people she loves from time to time with gentle words and so on. This is an increase. A good thing about feelings. Leaning on the head of the bed, reading a book for a while, watching TV or something, the time soon reached 11 o'clock.

I feel that Lin Zikui is really hard. It has been almost 3 hours since I coaxed my daughter to sleep and I haven’t come over. When I was wondering whether to go and have a look, I saw Lin Zikui dragging her tired body through the door and didn’t even look at her. At a glance, I fell asleep on the bed.

"Husband~" Such a move undoubtedly hit Fang Yi'ai. Not to mention that such a beautiful lady was wearing such a **** suspender pajamas, and someone turned a blind eye to the affectionateness that Ren Jun picked up.

She yelled sweetly, and softly attached Lin Zikui's body, "Husband~ I specially used your favorite lavender-scented body wash tonight."

"..."

"Husband~ I bought the new pajamas for you yesterday, don't you want to take it off for me?"

"..."

"Husband~"

Well, after several times to no avail, Fang Yiai gave up because she heard someone breathing calmly, not hurriedly, which only showed that the person was sleeping very heavily.

Without having a romantic night, Fang Yiai still feels very distressed for Lin Zikui, and her poor husband has been a nanny every night.

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one week later.

Same time, same place, same people, same words

"Lin Jinmo, put things down for me."

"……Snapped!"

I never expected that the parabola this time was a bit more beautiful than the last time, but the slight difference this time is that her mobile phone may really need to be replaced with a new one.

Gritting his teeth with anger, the money must be paid by the mother of this little ancestor's president.