After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

There were a few days off for Labor Day, and Xiao Ling, who was suspended from work, had a rare chance to stay in bed with Jiang Jincheng.

Normally, because Jiang Jincheng had to get up early for work, they only kissed each other briefly before going to sleep at night.

Jiang Jincheng's job is really not suitable for fighting with him all night long. Xiao Ling is also afraid that Jiang Jincheng can't bear it for a long time and will be forced to abstain from sex.

After finally getting a Labor Day holiday, Xiao Ling prepared a delicious table for Jiang Jincheng last night, and even had a few drinks together, which could be considered a candlelight dinner.

After drinking a little, the lights dimmed and the atmosphere was like this again. The two of them hadn't gone to bed for a while, and they were so passionate that they tossed and turned until after three o'clock last night.

When he woke up, Xiao Ling was still curled up in Jiang Jincheng's arms. He subconsciously hummed and buried his face in Jiang Jincheng's chest.

When Xiao Ling just woke up, his voice was soft, and he hummed like a kitten, without any sign of a fierce attack.

"Daughter-in-law~"

Xiao Ling finally narrowed her eyes and hugged Jiang Jincheng's waist softly and acted coquettishly. Jiang Jincheng was still sleeping, and seemed to be tired from the tossing and turning last night. He just frowned tiredly and irritably, and stretched out his hand to push Xiao Ling out.

"Wife, hug me."

Xiao Ling hugged Jiang Jincheng's waist tightly and pulled his body into his arms.

Xiao Ling became a little more sober. He propped himself up and rubbed Jiang Jincheng's face affectionately, then took the initiative to kiss Jiang Jincheng's lips.

He didn't care at all whether the two of them brushed their teeth or not, and the first thing he did when he woke up every morning was to kiss them.

However, he would be beaten up by Jiang Jincheng every time because Xiao Ling did not brush his teeth.

Even so, Xiao Ling refused to change his bad habits and kept saying, "I don't dislike my wife. Although my wife dislikes me, I know I was wrong, but I will do it again next time."

Xiao Ling propped himself up and pecked Jiang Jincheng's mouth a few times as usual, and actually woke Jiang Jincheng up with the kiss while he was still sleeping.

"Well…"

Jiang Jincheng rubbed his eyes irritably, and after a long time he opened his eyes tiredly and looked at Xiao Ling.

However, Xiao Ling's face was very close, and his wet eyes looked at Jiang Jincheng softly. Jiang Jincheng was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Xiao Ling kissed him again.

"Daughter-in-law~"

Xiao Ling's voice was so loud that it could get stuck in slippers, and his furry head kept rubbing against Jiang Jincheng's neck.

Jiang Jincheng's pupils instantly trembled when he was kissed, his body stiffened, and his buttocks tightened. It didn't matter that it was tight, but his buttocks and waist hurt! !

"Hold!!"

Xiao Ling, who was still immersed in the world of acting coquettishly in front of his wife, was slapped in the face by Jiang Jincheng under him.

Xiao Ling was stunned by the slap. She covered her face with her hands, her eyes turned red instantly, and she started crying loudly on the spot.

"Uncle...Uncle, you hit me...You hit me so early in the morning..."

Originally Xiao Ling thought that he was beaten because he kissed without brushing his teeth, but the problem was that Jiang Jincheng's slap today really stunned him and completely beat him to death.

Jiang Jincheng's forehead veins were throbbing, and he kicked Xiao Ling a few times: "Fuck! Fuck! Xiao Ling you bastard!! You kissed me twice at my age!! Are you disgusting?!"

"No... No... Uncle! Ouch!!"

Xiao Ling was kicked off the bed by Jiang Jincheng. He was really confused. He didn't even have time to cry before Jiang Jincheng pulled out Seven Wolves and beat him to the ground.

"Ow!!"

"Uncle! I was wrong!! I was wrong! I won't kiss again!!"

"What did you call me?!"

Xiao Ling covered his face and sobbed softly, calling out "wife" in a low voice.

However, Jiang Jincheng, who was called "wife", had a fierce look in his eyes and gnashed his teeth, kicking Xiao Ling's butt again: "You little bastard! I think you are rebelling! What's the matter? Are you confused in your sleep? How dare you molest your father!"

Xiao Ling still didn't realize what was wrong until he got a familiar slap on the face. He froze for two seconds, his pupils constricted, and shouted, "Dad?!"

Director Xiao, who was pretending to be Jiang Jincheng, looked like he wanted to strangle Xiao Ling to death. He picked up the slippers on the ground and swung them at Xiao Ling's butt.

"Ow!"

"You little fucking bastard! You're molesting me so early in the morning! How come Jiang Jincheng didn't serve you well and you still want to fucking attack me, right?"

Director Xiao let out a loud "Pooh" and wiped his mouth vigorously twice. He now wished he could drink two bottles of Type 84 disinfectant to rinse his mouth.

Xiao Ling covered his face and sobbed, he no longer had the strength to struggle or cry out. His cell phone on the bed fell to the ground and vibrated in the chaos.

Xiao Ling took a look at the contact and immediately stood up and answered the phone: "Uncle! Uncle, save me!!! Save me!"

The caller ID showed his father, but now his father and his wife had swapped bodies so the person calling was his wife!

"Damn it! Where's your dad? Tell your dad to answer the phone!"

Jiang Jincheng on the other end of the phone was so nervous that he woke up to find himself lying on Director Xiao's bed. Fortunately, Director Xiao's wife was also a police officer and was out of town, otherwise he would have been in trouble if he woke up to find himself lying on the bed with his sister-in-law!

Xiao Ling felt very aggrieved, holding the phone and crying: "Uncle... my father is spanking me with a slipper..."

The words that were about to come out of Jiang Jincheng's mouth were choked back. He covered his face and took a deep breath. He probably guessed why Xiao Ling was beaten.

"Are you kissing me without brushing your teeth?"

Xiao Ling cried and said "hmm", Jiang Jincheng was completely speechless. Anyone would beat him up!

Director Xiao is over 50 years old! Not only did he wake up and lie on his son's bed, but he was also kissed twice!

The damn Director Xiao didn't beat this evil creature to death now because he was thinking about Jiang Jincheng's future life.

"Give the phone to your dad!"

Jiang Jincheng held his forehead in pain. Director Xiao, who was spanking Xiao Ling's butt on the other side, heard the voice and changed his hand to answer the phone, while continuing to spank Xiao Ling's butt with the other hand.

"Hey? Lao Jiang! What the hell are we going to do? How the hell do we change it back?"

Xiao Ju asked without stopping his hands. Jiang Jincheng was silent for a while and could only say, "I'll come over in a while. I'll temporarily take your body and live with Xiao Ling. Anyway, there's no one at your house. You can take a taxi back now."

"Ah... that's fine... the problem is Lao Jiang! You are not allowed to sleep with this little bastard until you are fucking changed back, do you hear me?!"

Director Xiao was afraid that his reputation would be ruined in his later years, so he repeatedly told Jiang Jincheng to keep his distance from Xiao Ling.

However, before Jiang Jincheng could say anything, Xiao Ling, whose butt was red from being beaten, said on the spot: "Dad... I want to run away when I see you... You are not so perverted that you won't even let go of your body..."

"My uncle uses your body... I... I become impotent at the first sight... Who would want to have anything to do with you..."

"You still want to get fucking beaten, don't you?!"

Director Xiao really wanted to beat him to death. Now he was using Jiang Jincheng's body, and his old waist hurt every time he moved.

It's hard to imagine what this little bastard did to Jiang Jincheng last night! What the fuck!

Director Xiao gave Xiao Ling another good beating before leaving, and before leaving he did not forget to take a few wearable clothes.

When Jiang Jincheng came back carrying Director Xiao's body, he saw that he was really in pain. He didn't dare to look at Xiao Ling being beaten. He could only quickly pull him up and give him a simple bandage.

Xiao Ling's little face was swollen from crying, and Jiang Jincheng actually reacted a little when he saw her sobbing.

As expected... Men's tears are the best stimulant...

"uncle…"

Xiao Ling choked up slightly and was about to throw herself into Jiang Jincheng's arms and act coquettishly, but when she saw that it was her father's face, she immediately held back her tears.

"Hey... don't cry, don't cry, uncle will hold you..."

Jiang Jincheng hadn't noticed anything was wrong with Xiao Ling yet, and just hugged him and patted his back.

Xiao Ling huddled in his father's arms, not daring to breathe. He moved stiffly, and really wanted to say to Jiang Jincheng: "For the first time, I felt the long-lost fatherly love from my uncle..."

"uncle…"

Xiao Ling managed to take a breath: "Before you and my dad were exchanged back... was it... was it..."

Do I have to hold my dad’s face against my own to hug me…

Xiao Ling held it in for a long time but couldn't say anything. He struggled a little and finally said, "Uncle hasn't eaten yet... I... I'll wash my face and brush my teeth now and make it for you..."

Jiang Jincheng was stunned for a moment before replying: "What's the hurry? You haven't treated the wound on your face yet, and I'm not hungry now."

"I...I'm hungry..."

"Are you hungry?"

Jiang Jincheng was silent for a moment and pushed the medicine box to him: "Then you deal with it yourself first. Uncle will cook for you. You are so bruised and battered, so don't cook."

Before Xiao Ling could say anything, he watched Jiang Jincheng use his father's body to run to the kitchen to start the fire and stir the wok.

How to say...

There is a kind of...

His father doesn't want to raise him anymore... I feel like he's going to cook a meal and poison him...