The TV in the living room is still on, and the bloody drama is still playing.

As for the two sisters on the sofa, who were still curled up watching TV, only their stupid daughter-in-law Xia Zhi was still sitting there with the bear in her arms, watching the plot development on the TV.

Lao Zhao swept the door of the master bedroom and closed it, and it seemed that the sister-in-law was changing clothes.

This is a good opportunity.

Suddenly, the dog touched it secretly.

Well, of course, it's towards the sofa, how can it be towards the master bedroom?

Just as Xia Shi was still watching TV and was sad about the sad separation of the hero and heroine, a strong masculine aura suddenly squeezed over next to her, and a big hand also pinched her roundness from the bottom up from the back waist.

Sensitive was kneaded, Xia Shi's ears suddenly turned red, and her nasal cavity made a muttering sound: "Don't... Don't make a fuss!"

"Little poetry!"

Lao Zhao hugged her tightly from behind: "Do you want to wash your name today?"

But his right hand fell into the little white rabbit that was amazingly elastic and could not be covered with one hand, and skillfully kneaded and teased: "When you are whitewashed, do you want to come to the study to communicate deeply and discuss the mysteries of life repeatedly?"

"Don't! Xia Shi's eyes were confused, but she bit her pink lips and said softly: "Xia Zhi!"

"Oh?" Lao Zhao worked harder and harder: "Do you want to stop?" or... Don't stop?!" He smiled hehe, but his body pressed directly on the delicate and lovely little daughter-in-law on the sofa: "You are so bad!"

"Don't! Xia Shi's face was flushed and she dragged Lao Zhao's big hand that was still playing tricks in her T-shirt, forcibly endured the stimulation of the current, and the two plump thighs also clamped the hand that tried to break through, and said softly and shyly: "Xia Zhi will come out in a while... It's not good to see it!"

"Really?" Lao Zhao didn't care at all, the movements between his hands were much more cunning, feeling the gradually rising temperature, and he swallowed and foamed: "How can you change clothes so quickly?"

"Ahem!"

But a cold cough came from behind him.

Xia Zhi stood at the door wearing a pink bathrobe, without the slightest expression on his pretty face, but his cheeks were a little flushed, swept over his sister and brother-in-law who were hurriedly separating, and said lightly: "It seems that I came out early?"

Xia Shi's little face at this time was as red as a monkey's red buttocks, and she didn't dare to look at her little old sister, but she just hugged Da Lailai, whose chest was still sore, and pretended to nod calmly: "Hey, go wash it, wash it! Your brother-in-law and I will watch TV here!" Saying that, she wiped the corners of her eyes with emotion: "The plot is so good!"

Lao Zhao also coughed lightly on his stupid daughter-in-law, looked at the TV screen in front of him like a gentleman, and nodded in agreement with Xia Shi's words: "Yes, now this domestic drama is really improving!"

Xia Zhi glanced at the TV that was playing commercials, and his white and tender nose let out a faint sneer: "I'm going to take a bath!" At the same time, those beautiful eyes glanced at Lao Zhao very resentfully: "I'll just take a shower!"

Lao Zhao looked to the side weakly, at this time, he must not look at those resentful eyes.

This is his long-term experience of flirting with girls.

Ahem!

Of course, this is not flirting.

It's about the protection of himself, Lao Zhao really doesn't want to have any possibility of in-depth communication with his cold goddess-level sister-in-law of the literary and artistic sister Fan, otherwise he feels that he will really be chased and cut by his father-in-law with a knife.

Besides, when he was young, he didn't love a beautiful one when he saw one, right?

The bathroom door was closed.

Soon the sound of running water was faintly heard.

Lao Zhao looked at his daughter-in-law who was still holding the bear next to him, and he hugged the soft waist behind him with a weak heart, and gently blew next to the red blood-like earlobe: "Cute little poetry?"

Xia Shi bit her lower lip and shook her body a little resistantly: "I'm angry!"

"Huh?"

Lao Zhao also asked weakly, "What are you angry about?"

Xia Shi couldn't help but snort coldly, turned her head and pouted and said dissatisfiedly to Lao Zhao: "Oh! I understand now! Why don't you want Xia Zhi to live in our house!"

Lao Zhao was even more weak-hearted, and couldn't help coughing lightly: "Are you thinking too much?" His heart trembled a little, could it be that Xia Zhi's resentful gaze at him just now was noticed by his cute stupid daughter-in-law? Lao Zhao couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth, it stands to reason that his stupid daughter-in-law doesn't have so many ideas and scheming?!

"Humph!"

Xia Shi gave him a heavy look: "It's not... Not because of that?!" As she spoke, her cheeks turned red, and the whole person seemed to be limp in Lao Zhao's arms, and she muttered in a low voice: "Oh! You're so powerful! Can't you spare me? Every time I can't stand it, you don't know! Xia Zhi can still relieve my pressure when he comes!" While talking, she was even more shy that she couldn't finish her words: "You... Can't you spare me this time?"

Lao Zhao suddenly understood, and leaned over to kiss Xia Shi's blushing little face, and by the way, he scratched the 30cm chicken under his crotch that was already tense, and comforted softly: "Isn't it okay if I slow down and lighten it?"

Xia Shi fell directly on the sofa as if she was paralyzed, her round and straight buttocks were aimed at Lao Zhao, but her whole head was covered by holding the bear in both hands, as if to cover her shame: "It's still a little swollen from last night to now..."

Lao Zhao swallowed and foamed, looking at his daughter-in-law's extremely concave and convex figure, and subconsciously reached out to touch the fat and tender buttocks that were stretched under the long skirt: "Is it okay tonight?" He also said in a low voice: "Don't worry, this time it won't be too long, okay?"

"Don't!" Xia Shi shook her ass vigorously, and the waves of tempting buttocks seemed to be dodging Lao Zhao's big hands that were being kneaded, but a dampness became more and more muddy.

"Little poetry~" Lao Zhao felt a little hard to the point of exploding: "Good daughter-in-law~"

"Husband~" Xia Shi whimpered and said, "Let me go!"

"Why don't we do it differently tonight?" Lao Zhao looked at the fat buttocks, and couldn't help swallowing and spitting, gently rubbing up and down along the contour and midline, and as the feeling of dampness and heat appeared in his fingers, he said softly: "You have to change some tricks, is this feasible?"

"New tricks?" Xia Shi felt that the hand on her ass was making a mistake, as if she had thought of something, her face was even redder, and she shook her ass vigorously and her tone trembled: "Won't it be too big?"

"It's fine!" Lao Zhao saw that his daughter-in-law did not directly object, so he swallowed and foamed: "Your husband and I can bend and stretch, can be big or small, even if it is Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick, it is not as flexible as me!"

"Hey!" Xia Shi was even more embarrassed: "It's so annoying!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Lao Zhao became more and more moved: "I won't hate it when the time comes~"

It's just that before he could go any further, he found that in less than a few minutes, the sound of the water in the bathroom had gradually decreased, and Xia Zhi, who was obviously in the bathroom, was about to finish taking a shower.

Xia Shi hurriedly pouted her ass and got up, and kicked Lao Zhao with her white and tender little feet: "Oh, go back to the study quickly, or wait for Xia Zhi to come out in a while, how can you let me, a sister, have a face to see people!"

Lao Zhao also hurriedly got up on the sofa, put his hands in front of him and bowed his waist slightly and quickly returned to the study, but when the door was closed, he gave his daughter-in-law a look, stretched out his thumb and raised his eyebrows, and reminded with his lips: "Good daughter-in-law, don't forget when it's critical!"

Xia Shi's face suddenly turned even more blushing, she hugged her hot cheeks with both hands and rubbed them vigorously, still pouting and nodding to Lao Zhao, still replying with her lips: "Got it!"

Lao Zhao immediately returned to the study satisfied, with a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?!

"Huh?"

But he glanced at the study.

He was really surprised to see a black rag being diligently cleaned, from the bookshelves to the computer desk, as well as the desks, chairs and floors, which of course only appeared in a short period of time.

The mouse and keyboard sat on the computer desk with Erlang's legs crossed, pointing to the black rag and reprimanding very arrogantly: "Since you came to our Zhao family and entered the door of our Zhao family, you must keep your duty, although the two of us are not in a heavy position, but it is all based on the favor of the master, and I took the position of the housekeeper, you must be diligent first in the future, don't slack off, if you blame it, you will definitely ask you!"

The rag no longer had the arrogant appearance it had before, but lowered its head and bowed its head, and it seemed that it was also a dejected response: "It's all up to the two stewards to make the decision, and the little one is a slave in Zhao Yuanwai's house, it's really three lives..."

"What's going on?" Lao Zhao was a little stunned, looking at the black rag, thinking that this was what he wiped off with a tissue, the guy called the Dark Great Heavenly Demon King.

"Boss, did you see it?" The mouse and keyboard are very complacent: "In the future, the cleaning work in the study can be handed over to the new one, not to mention the study, it is estimated that even if the whole family can wipe it clean!"

"Huh?" Lao Zhao scratched his head: "Then what do you let other rags think of it?" Lao Zhao was a little hesitant, he didn't plan to let this black rag in, and couldn't help but touch the messy stubble on his chin, a little embarrassed: "The rags at home are very diligent in their work, you said that you can add another one to come in, and you will have opinions in your heart to let other rags." ”

"How can they have any opinions?" The mouse and keyboard patted their chests and said, "Boss, you are soft-hearted, if they have an opinion, you can tell us that you don't smoke a few big mouths?!"

"Damn!"

Lao Zhao couldn't help but reprimand these two goods: "This is living at home, what kind of social person are you pretending to be here?" As he spoke, he pointed to the computer: "Why don't you hurry up and code words!?"