Poor couple [MTL]

Chapter 147 Respect for Ideals

Qin Ling hugged Li Qiluo, and listened to her "sue" her three children all the way home.

When they got home, the three children were still tossing in the soft couch, Zijing and Zishu saw Li Qiluo and Qin Ling, and their eyes widened in a flash. "Wolf...."When Li Qiluo was still at the door, Zijing opened her little hand to hug her.

"Zijing will call someone?" Qin Ling was pleasantly surprised.

"What will you shout, do you think I look like a wolf?"

Qin Ling couldn't close her mouth with a smile, and directly hugged Zijing: "The baby is so smart, it's called Daddy."

Zijing grinned at Qin Ling and drooled.

Li Qiluo shook his head and wiped the saliva from her mouth, "Little fool, Xianggong, you go to the house to take a shower and change clothes, and eat for a while, I have been in the examination room for so long, I don't know how many sins I have suffered, Mother Sun, is the soup I made before I leave?" Thinking of this, Li Qiluo's heart hurts.

Mother Sun hurriedly replied: "Okay, okay, I'll take care of it all the time."

Li Qiluo nodded, instructed Xiaohong to pour the bath water for Qin Ling, and pulled up Qin Ling, who was still making love with the three children there: "Let's make love after taking a bath." "It's only been three days, and it's like I haven't seen each other for a long time.

Qin Ling kissed the little faces of the three children again, and then stood up, "I haven't seen you for three days, and the babies are much better looking again." When she said this, Qin Ling's face was serious and emotional.

Li Qiluo: "......." yes, my own cub is naturally pleasing to the eye.

Li Qiluo pushed Qin Ling into the room, but when he was about to come out, he was grabbed by Qin Ling's wrist: "Lady, I have been in the examination room for three days, I seem to be a little tired, you can help me wash."

Li Qiluo did not doubt him, and told his grandmother to go to the kitchen to take care of him, and he and Qin Ling entered the house, Qin Ling walked behind, and closed the door with his backhand when he entered.

After about half an hour, Li Qiluo and Qin Ling still hadn't come out.

The three children looked at the closed door, Zijing and Zishu stood up on the guardrail, wanting to run there, Xiaohong and Xiaohuang hurriedly hugged them back. Xiaohong looked at the closed door and said to Mother Sun, "Why have the lady and the master been in for so long, why don't you call them?"

Mother Sun glanced at her: "Ignorant girl."

After it was completely dark, Li Qiluo and Qin Ling finally came out, and under the dim candlelight, their faces were a little red.

Li Qiluo called for dinner very calmly.

As soon as he said that the meal was opened, the eyes of the three children lit up at once, and Li Qiluo said to Qin Ling with a smile: "We have raised three children in our family, and we have obviously raised three small rice buckets."

Qin Ling disagreed: "Even if it is a small rice bucket, it is also the most well-behaved and good-looking rice bucket." He carried the three children to the table with his own hands and began to feed the children very patiently.

"Xianggong, don't let them eat too much at night, otherwise they will accumulate food."

Qin Ling nodded, and finally fed a spoonful of Zijing and Zishu, when feeding the sisters, Zigui had already opened his mouth wide, I don't know if he understood Li Qiluo's words, for fear that Qin Ling would no longer feed him, so he twisted his body, stretched out his little hand and grabbed Qin Ling's spoon, and pressed his mouth forward, wanting to eat the last spoonful of porridge by himself.

Qin Ling sat in the middle of the three children, Zijing sat on his right, Zishu sat on his left, and then Zigui was Zigui, Zigui was a small person, even if the angle of twisting was big, if Qin Ling didn't put the spoon on his side, he wouldn't be able to eat it in his mouth.

"Hahaha......", Li Qiluo covered his stomach, looking at Zigui looking like a puppy begging for food, and tears of laughter came out.

"Ahh Zigui glanced at Qin Ling aggrievedly, opened his mouth wider, and motioned for Qin Ling to feed quickly.

His big eyes looked so wet, and everyone was going to disarm and surrender. Qin Ling touched his youngest son's forehead, and couldn't help but smile and wanted to put the spoon in his mouth.

" Xianggong, give me, give me, I'll feed you. It was so much fun, Li Qiluo hurriedly took the spoon, pulled Qin Ling away, and sat down in his place.

"Don't tease him." Obviously, Qin Ling knew Li Qiluo's intentions.

Li Qiluo waved his hand to Qin Ling, let him eat quietly, and took the spoon and sent it to Zigui. Seeing that the spoon was about to reach his mouth, Zigui immediately bent his eyes, opened his small mouth wider, and leaned in the direction of the spoon again.

"Ah.....h"

Just as he was about to eat, Li Qiluo suddenly withdrew the spoon, and Zigui bit into the air.

"Brew!" Zigui's eyes were not bent, and she immediately put away her smile, I don't know if it was Li Qiluo's illusion, she actually heard great dissatisfaction from the child's forbidden shout.

Zijing and Zishu watched with wide eyes on the side, thinking that they were playing some game, and they also opened their mouths and imitated Zigui's appearance.

The three small faces, opening their mouths at the same time, made Li Qiluo inexplicably feel like Mother Yan who threw food.

"Qiluo .....", Qin Ling glanced at Li Qiluo: "Don't make the child cry."

"Zi Gui won't cry." Li Qiluo glanced at Qin Zigui with a weak heart, with such a straight face, it was almost as angry as he was. She coughed and put the spoon in front of Zigui: "Okay, baby, my mother is wrong, I promise not to tease you this time, eat."

Zigui glanced at her, lowered his head and picked his hands.

"If you don't eat it, then I'll let my sisters eat it." Li Qiluo made a gesture to withdraw the spoon.

Qin Zigui hurriedly raised his head, opened his mouth, and Li Qiluo laughed out loud, "A little thing with no backbone." After she fed Zigui, she fed Zijing and Zishu half a spoonful of porridge. Let Mother Sun carry them to the soft couch: "Okay, now you can play by yourself."