Luo Fengtang was confused, but he still followed Yang Ruoqing into the house.

The room is not big, but it is very clean, and there is a faint fragrance.

Luo Fengtang raised his eyes and looked around, there was a bed next to the wall, and the yellowed tent fell.

There is a table in front of the bed with a teapot and a bowl on the table.

"Qing'er, whose house is this?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and glanced at him: "This is mine." ”

Luo Fengtang's face immediately turned red.

Qing'er, what are you calling him to do in her boudoir?

Thinking about it in a mess, I heard Yang Ruoqing, who walked to the side of the bed and opened the tent, let out a low snort.

Luo Fengtang hurriedly walked over, only to see that in the tent, Yang Ruoqing's younger brother Da'an was lying sideways on the bed, with his arms pillowed behind his head.

"Ah, you stinky boy, why are you hiding here?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Da'an was originally staring at the top of the tent in a daze, but when he heard Yang Ruoqing ask, he raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

I just wanted to say that he had walked for a while and was a little dizzy, so he came to lie down on my sister's bed.

Turning his eyes, he saw Luo Fengtang following closely, and Da'an's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Turned over and said lazily: "I'm sleepy, lie down." ”

"It's almost time to eat, no matter how sleepy you are, you have to eat and sleep again, get up!" Yang Ruoqing patted Da'an's leg.

Daan does not move.

"Stinky boy, my sister can't call you anymore, can she? Get out of the way, I'll get something! ”

Yang Ruoqing couldn't cry or laugh a little, and raised her hand to shoot Da'an's buttocks!

"Smack!"

It was crisp and loud, and Da'an was stunned.

Rubbing his hot ass, Da'an's fair face instantly turned red into a monkey ass!

He got up from the bed with a rub on the ground, glared at Yang Ruoqing fiercely, didn't say anything, rubbed his buttocks and turned around and walked out of the house.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Stinky boy, what's going on tonight? Can't even afford to make jokes?

"Qing'er, Da'an has grown up, if you spank him like this, he is afraid that he will lose face and be angry with you. Hurry up and coax! ”

Luo Fengtang snorted, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have come along!" ”

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and seemed to understand why Da'an was so sensitive.

An eight-year-old boy, Da'an is earlier than his peers.

Xu spanked him by himself, and he happened to be seen by Luo Fengtang, so he was angry!

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head, she was an orphan in her previous life and had no experience with her brothers and sisters.

In the organization, mixed with her teammates, all men, everyone can afford to joke about anything, so that her personality is more casual, and she is less delicate in her daughter's family.

Forget it, go back and find a chance to coax that stinky boy!

"It's nothing, let him go, you wait a minute, I'll get you something."

Yang Ruoqing turned to Luo Fengtang and said.

"What's that?" Luo Fengtang asked.

"You'll know later, come, sit down first."

Yang Ruoqing grabbed Luo Fengtang's arm and asked him to sit down on the edge of the bed.

Then he climbed into bed and leaned into the bed to find something......

Luo Fengtang sat on the edge of the bed, thinking that sitting under him was the sheet and futon that Qing'er was sleeping on, and he didn't know where to put it with his palms!

It's not on your lap, it's not hanging down your side, it's not even when you lift it!

"Haha, I found it!"

Yang Ruoqing jumped back to the ground, holding a stiff cloth board in her hand.

A whole piece, like an oversized dough spread out.

"Qing'er, what is this?" Luo Fengtang asked.

"Tang Yanzi, take off your shoes and give it to me." She commanded.

The second monk Luo Fengtang was puzzled.

He blushed and said, "Still no, don't you?" My shoes stink ......"

"Oh, if you want to take it off, you can take it off, what are you talking about?" Yang Ruoqing glanced at him with disgust, and said angrily.

Luo Fengtang bit it, leaned over and took off the shoe on his left foot, knocked it on the ground a few times, knocked off the dust inside, and then hesitated to hand it to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing took the shoe, I'll go, this smell...... Heavy enough!

Flipping over the bottom of the shoe, trying to make a gesture against the pressed sole, I saw that the sole was dirty......

"Forget it, I'd better do it myself!"

She muttered, put down Luo Fengtang's shoes, leaned over and squatted down in front of him.

Raised his hand to hold Luo Fengtang's ankle and pressed his big foot down on the sole panel......

The ankle was cold and was held by a soft little hand, a little numb, a little itchy......

Luo Fengtang couldn't help but shudder, and his body instantly tensed.

"Qing'er, you, what are you going to do?"

He asked in a whisper, as if something in his chest was about to jump out of his throat.

Yang Ruoqing was paying attention to the matter in hand, ignoring Luo Fengtang's embarrassment, and said without raising her head: "Obviously, I'm measuring your foot size!" ”

"What are you doing with that?"

"Obviously, I'll get you a pair of shoes!" Yang Ruoqing said casually.

Shoes?

The fat girl said she wanted to buy me shoes?

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

Until Yang Ruoqing measured the size, handed him back his original tattered shoes, put them on his feet, and walked out of the house, he was still like stepping on cotton wool, one foot deep and one foot shallow, I don't know what is in the clouds!

In the stove room, Sun was scalding the dishes and chopsticks with hot water, Xiao An was helping to count the chopsticks next to him, and Da An was sitting at the door of the stove in a muffled voice.

When Yang Ruoqing walked into the stove room, Sun raised his head and asked with a smile, "Qing'er, are you ready?" ”

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Qing'er is out of the horse, make sure it's over!" ”

"That's good, let's start the meal, hurry up and serve the food!" Sun said, picked up the cabbage and spinach on the stove, and sent them to the next room.

Xiao An took a pair of chopsticks and followed behind.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the door of the stove, "I heard that no matter how handsome a person is, he will become ugly if he frowns!" ”

Da'an snorted lightly, her long eyelashes, which were curled more than a girl, fell, and her toes stepped on a loose ball at the door of the stove.

"It doesn't matter, I don't eat with my face!" He muffled.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips: "Silly boy, what's wrong tonight?" Squirming, like a little girl! ”

Da'an's brows furrowed, and he glanced up at Yang Ruoqing.

The resentment in her eyes made Yang Ruoqing stunned.

She then smiled, walked to the door of the stove, and squatted down in front of Da'an.

"Stinky boy, I know why you're awkward. Didn't I just slap your ass in front of Tang Lingzi? I'm your old sister, why don't you slap your ass? You're not a tiger butt you can't touch! ”

It's good that Yang Ruoqing didn't mention this stubble, but when she mentioned this stubble, Xiao Zhengtai's face turned red and turned into a monkey's ass!

"Sister, you are embarrassed to say, I am your brother, you actually slapped my ass in front of outsiders, and I am not a child, how can I have the face to walk in the village in the future?"

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't cry or laugh, and raised her hand to twist Da'an's ears.

"Okay, you stinky boy, you're still with your sister and me, right? Who's across whom? I'm going to slap you in the ass, okay? Who keeps you from getting up? ”

"Ouch, old lady, it hurts, it hurts......"

"Stinky boy, I'm only eight years old and I'm pretending to be old with your sister, let me tell you, even if you're eighteen or eighty years old, you're my brother! As long as your sister and I still have a breath, I can shoot your ass if I want, you know? ”

"Sister, I'm afraid of you, it's my fault, my fault. Will you let it go first? ”

Da An grinned, such a ruthless old lady, her ears were about to be broken!

Hearing Da'an admit defeat and beg for mercy, Yang Ruoqing smiled proudly and let go.

"Wouldn't it be better to admit defeat earlier, don't hang your face anymore, get up and help me serve food!"

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