Ji Yuting mercilessly put a big pot on Si Nian, a brat, and reported to Sheng Ge word for word what Si Nian taught him during the day.
Unexpectedly, after listening to Shengge, he had no intention of cleaning up Si Nian, but thought about it thoughtfully for a while.
"What Xi Nian said is quite right. If a man is disobedient, he does need to be disciplined. But you have already handed over the family rules. As for the family rules, I will think about it carefully during this period and formulate a few rules for you. How about it?"
Ji Yuting lowered his eyes and said nothing, feeling quite depressed.
Damn it, frankly, he shot himself in the foot!
When she didn't get an answer from him, Shengge first wiped the ointment on her hands with a tissue, and then raised his drooped chin with her fingertips, "Are you mute?"
He doesn't think so!
But succumbing to the force of Shengge's movements with the ruler, the corner of his mouth turned bitter, "I will listen to you."
Shengge was satisfied, "Okay, I think you've confessed enough, so let's forget about tonight."
Ji Yuting keenly noticed that she said 'tonight'.
In other words, she hasn’t started calculating the accounts from the past few days yet??
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his dark eyes stared nervously at Shengge's pretty little face.
Seeing his appearance, Shengge smiled with crooked eyebrows and gently stroked his cheek, "Brother Yu, don't be afraid. Taking advantage of this good day tonight, I have a big gift for you. You must be very surprised!"
Ji Yuting swallowed.
surprise?
Not even scary.
Every time she gives him a serious gift, it's bound to be up to no good.
Last time, the Feng family went bankrupt, the employment contract and the 023 dispensing medicine, what will it be this time?
Shengge met his suspicious gaze, stood up, opened the closet and took out a washboard.
"Dang, dang, dang! In order to be worthy of Brother Yu's status, I specially found someone to exclusively customize this thousand-year-old golden nanmu washboard! The wood is hard and the smell is fragrant. It is guaranteed to provide the most considerate service to Brother Yu's knees!"
Ji Yuting looked at the expensive washboard in her hand, his back stiffened and his face turned pale.
Shengge raised her eyebrows and smiled mischievously, her voice crisp, "Brother Yu, do you like it?"
He gritted his teeth and nodded, feeling bitter in his heart. He spoke out a few words with heavy lips, "Shengsheng really loves me very much!"
"Of course." Shengge handed him the washboard, "Here, let's try it on the pad."
Ji Yuting took it with trembling fingertips, placed the thousand-year-old golden nanmu washboard on the carpet beside the bed, and slowly moved his knees up.
Just as he knelt down, Ji Yuting tightened his facial features and took a deep breath.
It is indeed good wood and hard enough!
It hurts...
The sharp edges of the washboard bumped against his knees. He bent his back unconsciously, boldly wrapped his arms around Shengge's calves, buried his face in her thighs, and hummed softly.
Like a wounded and aggrieved little beast, seeking comfort.
Shengge gently rubbed the back of his head, feeling a little distressed seeing his aggrieved look.
But this is to establish his authority and also to punish him for his mistakes in the past few days.
The injuries on his body have healed almost completely. This is the least harmful and gentlest way.
If she was soft-hearted the first time, she would have failed, and all her previous preaching would have been in vain.
Thinking of this, she felt cruel and patted his shoulder, "How could you be punished like this? Bend your knees at 90 degrees and straighten your back. Be good! Kneel down for 30 minutes first."