After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 225 Not the True Colors (Fifth Watch)

Feng Yin felt the warm touch from her lips, and she was stunned.

She widened her eyes in disbelief, staring at the man who suddenly turned his face sideways.

As if he wanted to see the true thoughts in his core.

But the man's eyes were not much smaller than hers, and the shock in those deep pupils was a little stronger than hers.

Immediately afterwards, the two separated at the same time, as if encountering a scourge.

The man looked at her and preemptively said, "You... you sneaked up on me."

Feng Yin retorted with a fiery face: "It's a beautiful idea, I, Feng Yin, can sit upright, and I will never do sneak attacks."

"Ha, you mean that you want to kiss me in a fair way!"

Zhang Yiming's voice was not loud, but the shock in that tone could not be hidden at all.

It seems that what he said is justice, reason, and irrefutable truth.

Feng Yin's old face was flushed with anger: "Zhang Yiming, don't be bloody, I just whispered to you, why do you wrong me?"

This guy, obviously she was talking in his ear, but he suddenly turned his face to the side, which caused this situation.

Now he's ashamed to say it's her fault.

No, this guy did it on purpose.

With his IQ, it was impossible for him to suddenly turn his head to the side under the circumstances at that time, what kind of situation would happen.

Thinking of this, Feng Yin gritted her teeth, and simply refused to reason with him, she suddenly reached out her hand, and while he was suspicious, pinched the soft flesh of his waist, and spun it little by little.

"hiss--"

Zhang Yiming didn't expect her to play this trick at all, and gasped in pain: "My lady, it hurts, it hurts. It hurts! Let go, let go quickly, you are going to murder your husband."

Feng Yin's expression was serious: "What happened just now, you obviously did it on purpose, but you still dare to beat me up, you really think I'm easy to bully, don't you?"

"My lady, I was wrong, I was wrong, let go quickly."

Zhang Yiming kept breathing in pain, "If you pinch it any more, that piece of meat will fall off, ouch, ouch, my old waist."

As he spoke, he supported his waist with one hand, and begged for mercy with a distorted expression: "Lady, it's because I'm not a good husband. I know you're not easy to bully, but I still want to bully you."

Feng Yin: "..." What kind of nonsense is this?
Zhang Yiming squeezed her hand tightly with his big hand, and said with a serious face, "Miss, don't be angry, anger is not good for your health."

Feng Yin: "Then tell the truth, did you do that on purpose?"

"It was indeed my intention just now."

Zhang Yiming admitted it very bachelorly, and looked at her pitifully, "I know you are not easy to bully, so I have to create some accidents myself, so I can bully you?"

"Pfft."

Feng Yin was amused by his words, raised her hand and knocked on him: "I've never seen you so black-bellied, and you blame others for what you caused."

"Also, don't come here. An accident is an accident after all. Don't think that the accident just now will bring us closer together."

Zhang Yiming: "Yes, yes, I know, I know, I dare not think so."

Feng Yin patted him: "Oh right, you can move around on your own these few days, how about I help you to walk around the yard tomorrow when the sun is good at noon?"

"Not yet."

When Zhang Yiming replied, he started writing again.

Feng Yin watched the movement of his fingertips, stared at him without blinking, but asked casually: "Why not?"

Zhang Yiming replied while writing quickly: "At most, I can barely walk a few steps with the edge of the Kang, and I dare not walk too far."

Feng Yin saw clearly the writing on his fingertips: "Old Niu wears a mask, this is not his real face now."

(End of this chapter)