Son-In-Law Is A Playboy

I nervously lifted my hand to wipe off my sweat, complaining incessantly in my heart as I carefully looked at Han Bing.    

    

Han Bing's face did not reveal a trace of happiness, she definitely thought that Feng Yao came here because of me.    

    

How should he explain this to her?    

    

God, you're doing this on purpose!    

    

The two of us had just made up. We wanted to use this opportunity to travel to live our lives and deepen our relationship.    

    

You just sent Feng Yao out.    

    

It seems like this brother is going to stop cooking for good.    

    

I want to run. I want to cry.    

    

"You don't want to see me so much, what a bitter face."    

    

Feng Yao's smile was very sweet. She came in front of me, reached out her hand to pick my chin, and teased.    

    

I subconsciously took a step back, stood beside Han Bing, and expressed my position, trying to reduce the misunderstanding between Han Bing and me.    

    

"What a coincidence, why did you come here?"    

    

This was originally a very normal question, but it felt like it was deliberately concealed.    

    

"You really know how to pretend. If you didn't tell her, how could she have found this place? "Don't tell me that you two just happened to bump into each other. I'm not a three-year-old child."    

    

Han Bing's voice was very low, but it was clearly heard in my ears.    

    

"What a coincidence!"    

    

Feng Yao took off her glasses and smiled mischievously. There was an indescribable meaning in her smile.    

    

F * ck you!    

    

He couldn't explain it, but she was adding fuel to the fire.    

    

"Of course it's coincidental! "Ah, I know. You must have happened to pass by and saw me."    

    

"Well, whatever you say."    

    

Feng Yao revealed a helpless expression.    

    

F * ck!    

    

She must have done it on purpose.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Han Bing cried out in pain.    

    

"Miss Feng, is there anything else? "If there's nothing else, then we'll be leaving."    

    

Han Bing said with a smile.    

    

"I have something to do with him, nothing to do with you. You can leave now."    

    

Feng Yao pointed at me, also smiling.    

    

"Hubby, I'm a bit tired. Let's go back to the hotel."    

    

Han Bing suddenly changed from normal and took my arm very affectionately.    

    

She never called me husband before, this time she was obviously provoked by Feng Yao. I swallowed my saliva with difficulty, feeling a little uncomfortable.    

    

"We haven't eaten yet."    

    

"You can eat elsewhere."    

    

Han Bing suggested.    

    

"I want sesame cake and tofu brain."    

    

I weakly said.    

    

"This place is so dirty. Shall we go somewhere else?"    

    

Han Bing frowned.    

    

"Darling, I haven't eaten either. If she finds it dirty, let her eat somewhere else. I'll eat here with you."    

    

At this moment, Feng Yao came to my side.    

    

She took my other arm and waved to the van as we walked toward the table.    

    

"You're a super famous model, a superstar. Don't you think this place is dirty?"    

    

I looked at her in surprise.    

    

"It doesn't matter if it's dirty or not. What matters is who you are with."    

    

Feng Yao had a gentle expression on her face, her words moved my heart.    

    

But being touched is being moved, I can't leave Han Bing behind.    

    

"Forget it, Han Bing doesn't want to be here."    

    

I pulled my arm away and said apologetically.    

    

Han Bing walked over, glared at me, and said, "I'll eat here."    

    

"Huh?"    

    

I looked at Han Bing in astonishment and pulled her back, whispering, "Wife, don't you think this place is dirty?"    

    

"She can be here, and so can I."    

    

Han Bing shook my hand off and came to a table. He took out a tissue and wiped it on the bench.    

    

"Then eat here."    

    

I smiled embarrassedly at Feng Yao, who rolled her eyes at me.    

    

"Wipe the bench for me."    

    

"This."    

    

I hesitated.    

    

"Hurry up, don't you have a gentleman's demeanor?"    

    

I took out a tissue and gave it to Feng Yao, wiping it a few times.    

    

When Han Bing saw me wiping the bench for Feng Yao, her face instantly showed an angry expression.    

    

"Hubby, come over."    

    

I subconsciously threw away my tissue. Just as I was about to go over, I was stopped by Feng Yao.    

    

"Go and get some food, mine are the same as yours."    

    

I nodded quickly.    

    

"Come here."    

    

Han Bing's voice wasn't loud, but I could feel her hidden anger. She raised her hand to wipe away her sweat, then hastily walked over.    

    

"Wipe the stool for me too."    

    

"Ai ai ai."    

    

They didn't want to be at a disadvantage at all, fighting back and forth.    

    

This sort of feeling was extremely bitter.    

    

Brother is now like a grandson, being called out by them and then dismissed, only having the right to listen to orders.    

    

After finally serving the two ancestors, I'll go ask for a sesame seed cake.    

    

The sesame seed cake was the kind that was pasted on a pot. One side had sesame seeds. It was very thin and very delicious.    

    

"Boss, give me six sesame seed cakes and three bowls of tofu brains. All of them are filled with chili peppers."    

    

The boss smiled and glanced at Han Bing and the others, then whispered to me, "Bro, I've lived for so many years, but I've never seen anyone who could sit so quietly with Little Three before. You're really awesome."    

    

"Sigh, even if there's more women, it still hurts. Haven't you seen me acting like a grandson being ordered around by them?"    

    

"Enough, be contented. They are both like movie stars, I have never seen such beautiful women in real life, there are two of them, and both of them like you so much, not to mention being grandchildren, even being grandchildren is worth it. "    

    

F * ck!    

    

It was as if there was a heaven above the heavens and a man beyond.    

    

He's even worse than me, I'm convinced.    

    

As I spoke to the boss, I turned my head to glance at Han Bing and Feng Yao.    

    

They looked at each other, their mouths opening and closing, obviously talking.    

    

However, from their expressions, it could be seen that they were not very happy with each other.    

    

Thirty-six plans, this brother should just watch the fire from the other side of the river.    

    

Being able to dodge for a while was a while, but he couldn't join in on the fun, otherwise, the cannons would attack him.    

    

The scones were ready.    

    

I took the box and put the scones in front of them.    

    

"Come, come, eat! This is my favorite food! Eat it while it's hot! It's delicious!"    

    

To ease the tension between them, I smiled at them.    

    

The tofu brain was also brought up.    

    

"My two great beauties, just now the boss was praising you two, he really made me laugh."    

    

"How can I praise you?"    

    

Han Bing and Feng Yao asked at the same time.    

    

"It's fortunate that you two are both women. If you were of the opposite sex, you would have definitely become lovers. You both have such tacit understanding."    

    

"Who has the same thoughts as her?"    

    

The two of them said at the same time.    

    

"Tsk tsk, you even made me jealous."    

    

"Who are you jealous of?"    

    

Feng Yao asked with a smile.    

    

F * ck!    

    

I really want to smack myself in the face. Why did I say such idiotic words?    

    

Now, he had been stumped.    

    

If I said I was jealous of Han Bing, it would be admitting that I like Feng Yao.    

    

Similarly, if I'm jealous of Feng Yao, then it means that I like Han Bing.    

    

They both stared at me, waiting for my answer.    

    

Although I can choose the latter, I really can't bear to hurt Feng Yao.    

    

I raised my hand to wipe my sweat as I looked at the sky and muttered, "Dammit, it's so hot."    

    

"Answer the question."    

    

Han Bing urged.    

    

Cough cough, I've thought about it and come up with a solution.    

    

"I'm jealous of the two of you."    

    

This answer had a profound meaning. It could be understood that both women liked each other, but neither of them had reached the point where they could agree on what to do.    

    

There was also an understanding of what I was going to say to them next.    

    

"What do you mean?"    

    

Feng Yao asked, while Han Bing also revealed a puzzled expression.    

    

They were extremely smart and could understand anything, so they probably just wanted an accurate answer.    

    

"I've lived for more than twenty years and I've never met anyone who shares the same thoughts as me. I'm envious of you. Actually, you can be good friends."    

    

I chuckled.    

    

"Friends of the present, husbands who specialize in stealing friends, they are too shameless, too immoral. "Especially some women, when they're not best friends, they dare to openly steal another's husband. If they become best friends, wouldn't that be even more daring?"    

    

Han Bing's words were very sharp. She smiled and asked Feng Yao: "Miss Feng, what do you think?"    

    

"You're right. However, he couldn't completely blame his best friend. He could only blame himself for not having the charm to keep his husband's heart in check. Wife is a thing of the past, and can never win against concubine. This is a war that must be lost, why not open it and let it go earlier. "    

    

Feng Yao's pretty face didn't reveal the slightest bit of unhappiness, and she maintained her smile from start to finish.    

    

I silently lowered my head. This was a war between women, it was better for me not to interrupt.    

    

"There are some things that even if I am in front of you, you might not be able to take them away. They are things that you can easily take away, and I would not even bother taking them away from you."    

    

"Director Han is very confident, but unfortunately, I'm also very confident. As long as it's something I want, I'll definitely be able to get it."    

    

F * ck!    

    

They made me sound like something.    

    

"Uhh … hurry up and try the sesame seed cake. It's really delicious."    

    

I looked up at Han Bing, then at Feng Yao, trying my best to show a very handsome smile.    

    

"Darling, I want you to feed them, ah."    

    

Feng Yao's words of 'darling' almost made me go soft on her.    

    

Her mouth was slightly open, and her small tongue was hidden shyly at home.    

    

My mouth went dry as I recalled the wet kiss I had with her.    

    

If Han Bing wasn't present, I would've agreed immediately.    

    

Don't even mention using your hands, just use your mouth.    

    

Ga Ga!    

    

"Darling?"    

    

Feng Yao giggled and called me again.    

    

I came back to myself and wiped my mouth.    

    

F * ck!    

    

His mind wandered.    

    

Feng Yao glanced at Han Bing somewhat complacently, her meaning clear: this is charm.    

    

"Hubby, I want you to say hello."    

    

Han Bing didn't fall behind and called me coquettishly.    

    

She had her elbows on her legs, one hand on her chin, the other on her collar, and I could just make out her white skin.    

    

"It's a bit hot."    

    

My mouth was dry as I swallowed saliva. Looking at the perverted gazes of the surrounding men, I hastily went to Han Bing's side.    

    

"Wife, bear with it. You can't let others take advantage of you."    

    

I did up her collar, afraid of being seen in the spring.    

    

Han Bing took the opportunity to take my arm and snuggled close to me, pouting.    

    

"Kiss."    

    

Her pink lips moved slightly, and my breathing started to quicken. Unable to control myself, I lowered my head to kiss her.    

    

Just when I was about to kiss him, a sesame seed cake was placed in the middle of his body. I raised my head gloomily to take a look.    

    

Feng Yao leaned forward, holding a sesame seed cake in her hand. She looked a little angry.    

    

The next second.    

    

I was stunned.    

    

Feng Yao was bent over, her collar pointed directly at me.    

    

The whiteness of my skin, the depth of my career line, and the two indistinct lumps of pink and tender, all stirred me up.    

    

I rubbed my hands together, my eyes fixed on her breasts.    

    

"Does it look good?"    

    

Feng Yao's gentle voice reached my ears.    

    

"Good."    

    

I nodded subconsciously and came back to my senses. I looked up at Feng Yao. Her smile was very charming.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Han Bing pinched me, causing me to scream in pain.    

    

"Looks good?"    

    

Han Bing's eyes were full of threat.    

    

I shook my head.    

    

No!    

    

At this rate, he would be tortured until he went crazy.