Rebirth in the 90s: Flirting with a Male God

Special Forces Officer Lu Beixiao has always subdued people with his fists. After getting together with Ye Qiao, he uses "dog food" (public displays of affection) to torment others!!! White...

Chapter 1088 Ye Qiao was not bragging before...

Looking at Ye Qiao, who had always been against him in their youth, but later became his beloved sister-in-law, and now became a lifeless, motionless vegetable, Lu Beichi felt so sad that he wanted to cry and could not accept this cruel fact!

"Sister-in-law, Master Lu, I'm still waiting for you to introduce me to a partner! I don't care, I just want you to be my matchmaker!" Lu Beichi didn't show his sadness on his face. He looked at Ye Qiao's still beautiful face, or to be more precise, her sleeping face, and said with a smile.

He turned around and pulled over a chair to sit down.

"Oh, there's a chicken! This gizzard should be mine today, right?" More than ten years have passed, and Lu Beichi still hasn't forgotten this incident. He looked at the dishes on the table, then looked at Ye Qiao, and laughed loudly, looking victorious.

"You're dreaming! They're all your sister-in-law's!" said Lu Beixiao, a wife-doting maniac, as he picked up the chicken gizzards and put them all into the bowl in front of Ye Qiao.

Lu Beichi looked resentful and protested at the boss sitting opposite him. Seeing that the boss's hair had turned white because of Ye Qiaoqiao, he felt really bad!

"Okay! The saying that brothers are like limbs and women are like clothes is all fake!" Lu Beichi said with a disappointed look.

Lu Xiaowu looked at him with disdain: "Uncle, I've seen people with broken arms and legs, but have you ever seen someone without clothes? You can give up your brothers, but you can't give up your wife!"

Lu Beichi was heartbroken!

He was speechless because of being blocked. He pointed at the lively Lu Xiaowu, and looked at his precious nephew who looked almost exactly like his eldest brother when he was a child. He said to Ye Qiao in his heart: Ye Qiaoqiao, are you willing to keep sleeping like this?

After Lu Xiaogun finished his meal, he left the table and turned on the DV camera with Lu Beixiao's permission.

Hearing Ye Qiao's voice coming from the DV camera, Lu Xiaowu immediately stopped eating and ran over to see...

In the video, their mighty and domineering father was actually being punished by Ye Qiao to kneel on the remote control!

Ye Qiao used to brag...

In front of Ye Qiao, Dad is a complete wife slave!

Lu Beixiao continued to eat indifferently. Ye Qiao's playful and smiling voice kept beating against his heart. He had to use all his strength to remain unmoved!

He stood up and got a bottle of wine and two glasses, and asked Lu Beichi to drink with him.

"Lu Xiaogun, Lu Xiaowu! Ye Qiao didn't brag to you. Your father, I, was often punished by her to kneel down on the remote control, but you don't know! In our family, your mother is always the boss!" After drinking three glasses of wine in a row, Lu Beixiao looked at the two children and said loudly.

After saying that, he looked at Ye Qiao.

"Mrs. Lu, you should be happy, right? Both children saw it!"

He drank three more glasses of wine in a row.

"Boss, please drink slowly!" Lu Beichi urged.

Lu Beixiao ignored the advice and drank more and more. He looked at Ye Qiao, who should have jumped up and shown off in front of the two children, but was now sleeping. He felt very unhappy and depressed, and needed alcohol to numb the feeling!

After drinking a pound of white wine in a row, the alcohol kicked in. He pushed Ye Qiao to the TV, turned it on, and played her old favorite TV series on the VCD. Under the surprised and distressed gazes of the two children and Lu Beichi, he threw the remote control to the ground and slowly lowered his knees to the buttons...

"Lu Xiaogun, Lu Xiaowu, you help her supervise. As long as the TV changes the channel, continue to punish me!" Lu Beixiao said drunkenly, his legs tense, his abdominal muscles also tense, and one hand holding Ye Qiao's hand.

"Girl, I'm kneeling down to hold the remote control in front of two kids, why aren't you smiling? Come on, smile for me!" He said, and laughed to himself...

(The author used to write 2,000 words per hour, but now he writes 1,000 words per two hours. It’s just that slow…╭(╯^╰)╮)