174: Chapter 174 Spanking Each Person's Legs

Liu Shishi looked at the hideous lump of dough in her hands.

Her furrowed brows and focused expression made her look exactly like a researcher trying to solve a world-class problem.

"I originally wanted to mold a cute little sheep... although I failed, Honey, look! I have a magical discovery!"

Lin Chen was amused by her serious tone while spouting nonsense. He reached out to rub her fluffy little head and asked cooperatively, "So mysterious? Tell me then, what earth-shattering, soul-stirring discovery has our darling Shishi made now?"

Liu Shishi held up the lump of dough and analyzed it solemnly, "My discovery is this—the greatest works of art in this world are often born inadvertently!"

Lin Chen was completely confused, "So? What does this have to do with your lump of dough?"

Liu Shishi pointed at the thing and forced an explanation, "Look, Honey, I originally wanted to mold a small sheep, but because of a tiny operational error, look at it now. Doesn't it look exactly like a crocodile with its maw wide open? Isn't this a masterpiece that I inadvertently created?"

Looking at the soft blob of dough where not even facial features could be distinguished, Lin Chen's mouth twitched, and he was left speechless.

"Honey~ tell me, doesn't it look like one~"

Seeing that Lin Chen wasn't speaking, Liu Shishi simply pressed her body against him, twisting and turning in his arms to act coquettishly.

The two soft mounds on her chest rubbed against Lin Chen's arm intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Chen was just about to offer some insincere praise to brush it off.

Just then, a fair, delicate little hand suddenly reached over from the side.

"Slap!"

That little hand slapped down without mercy.

The "masterpiece crocodile dumpling" in Liu Shishi's hand was instantly flattened into a thin, flat pancake.

This time it had truly returned to the essence of art—it was dead as a doornail, with no room for resuscitation.

Liu Shishi's bright, big eyes instantly widened. Looking at the culprit, she roared through gritted teeth, "Dilraba! I'm going to fight you to the death today!"

After saying that, Liu Shishi strode forward with her fair, long legs and lunged at Dilraba, claws bared.

Dilraba giggled while dodging, relying on her agility to play a game of guerrilla warfare, circling the kitchen island like the King of Qin dodging the assassin.

Although the kitchen in Yang Mi's apartment was much larger than an average home, it definitely couldn't compare to the scale of the villa.

Usually, it was spacious enough for two people to cook, but now there were six people packed inside.

With Liu Shishi and Dilraba, these two wild spirits, jumping around, the whole kitchen instantly turned into a chaotic battlefield.

Yang Mi stood to the side and shouted "Stop messing around" twice, but the two of them didn't listen at all.

When Boss Yang's fiery temper flared up, she directly grabbed a rolling pin and joined the ranks of those chasing Dilraba.

"Hahahaha! Honey, help! Big Sister is going to purge the household and kill me!"

Dilraba laughed until she was out of breath, burrowing into Lin Chen's arms like a loach, using him as a human shield.

She was so focused on dodging that she didn't pay any attention to her surroundings.

Turning around, her butt slammed directly into Tong Liya, who was focused on making dumplings.

Tong Liya had finally managed to pinch some beautiful pleats onto a dumpling and was just about to place it on the tray to admire her work.

As a result of Dilraba's collision, with a "splat," that perfect dumpling, which had poured all her effort into it, fell directly onto the cutting board and was smashed into a lump of mush.

Tong Liya's eyes also widened.

Without a word, she grabbed a handful of dry flour from the cutting board and threw it directly at Dilraba's face.

"Ah—cough, cough, cough!"

Dilraba was caught off guard and took a "flour bomb."

Her stunning, exotic face was instantly covered in a layer of white frost, and even her long eyelashes were coated in flour, making her look like a female ghost just fished out of a flour vat.

She looked cute and funny.

She froze for two seconds, then pouted, unwilling to be outdone, and grabbed a handful of flour to launch a blind counterattack.

Well, that was great; Guli Nazha, who had been standing honestly in the corner, diligently rolling out dough wrappers, became an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire without any warning.

Her face was covered in a glob of white flour.

Guli Nazha had never suffered such grievances; she simply decided to throw caution to the wind and also grabbed some flour to join the melee.

For a moment, screams and giggles erupted one after another in the small kitchen.

White flour flew everywhere like snowflakes.

A perfectly fine high-end kitchen had been turned into a kindergarten playground by these female stars.

Lin Chen stood to the side with black lines on his forehead, watching his wives throwing flour at each other like little maniacs, and let out a long, helpless sigh.

He strode forward and grabbed the arm of Dilraba, who was preparing to run away.

With a slight lift of his arm, he scooped her up by her waist and laid her horizontally across his lap.

Then he raised his large hand and slapped her perky, elastic peach-like buttocks twice without mercy.

"Smack! Smack!"

The crisp sound of slaps echoed in the kitchen.

Before the other four women could react, Lin Chen followed suit.

Liu Shishi, Tong Liya, Guli Nazha, and even Big Sister Yang Mi, who had been wielding the rolling pin, were not spared.

Everyone was pressed onto Lin Chen's lap and given a sound spanking.

"You've all gone mad! Is this a place for cooking or a snowball fight? Go stand against the wall in the hallway! Face the wall and reflect! Everyone is to give me an oral self-criticism later. If the reflection isn't profound enough, no dinner for you tonight!"

Lin Chen kept a straight face, exuding the authority of the head of the household, and reprimanded them sternly.

The five top-tier female stars, who usually held great power outside, had no temper left at this moment.

Each of them pursed their rosy little lips, their big, watery eyes looking at Lin Chen with grievance.

They obediently formed a single file line, walked to the hallway outside, stood in a row against the wall, and began to face the wall honestly.

Lin Chen suppressed his laughter, shook his head, turned around, picked up a rag, and began to clean up the hideous kitchen.

In the hallway.

The five women looked quite disheveled at the moment.

Their exquisite faces, smooth hair, and even their exposed snow-white thighs were covered in white flour.

However, although they were "injured" and had been spanked, their moods were surprisingly good.

After all, being "domesticated" and spanked by Lin Chen at home wasn't something they felt aggrieved by; instead, they vaguely felt it was a kind of romantic interest.

"Hehe, when Honey spanked me just now, he only hit me twice. He hit you three times! Now do you know who is the most favored little darling in Honey's heart?"

Dilraba stood against the wall with her hands behind her back, turned her face slightly, and boasted proudly to Guli Nazha next to her.

Guli Nazha rolled her eyes in a charming way and retorted with disdain, "To beat is to kiss, to scold is to love; the more he hits, the deeper the love—don't you even understand this principle? Besides, just after he hit me, Honey also helped me fix my skirt that had been lifted up. That's called being considerate!"

Liu Shishi, separated by Tong Liya, lowered her voice and asked, "Hey, what should we say for the self-criticism later? Honey won't be serious and actually not give us dinner, right? My stomach is growling with hunger."

Tong Liya ruthlessly exposed her, "What are you hungry for? Didn't you just eat two big bananas as soon as you got home?"

Liu Shishi was righteous, "Bananas are post-meal fruit; can they count as a main meal to fill you up?"

Tong Liya rolled her eyes, "Are you a pig!"

Yang Mi, as the backbone, timely pacified the morale, "Don't panic. Later when he comes out, watch my cues. The five of us will rush up together and hug him to act coquettishly. He has a sharp tongue but a soft heart; he definitely won't be able to bear truly starving us."

Guli Nazha giggled and buttered her up, "It has to be Big Sister; these cunning tactics come one after another."

Yang Mi gave her a sideways glance, "Can you even talk! You're the cunning one! This is called husband-taming strategy!"

In the kitchen, Lin Chen nimbly cleaned up the chaotic battlefield.

He glanced at the wall clock; it was almost 7:30.

He hurried to wash his hands, knead the dough, and started making dumplings himself.

For Lin Chen, who possessed Master-level cooking, rolling out wrappers and making dumplings was simply an instinct carved into his DNA.

In less than fifteen minutes, dozens of dumplings, with round, plump bellies and pleats pinched as exquisitely as gold ingots, were neatly arranged on the board.

Before boiling the pot of top-quality dumplings he had made himself, Lin Chen first put those bizarre "artworks" that the five women had made into the pot of boiling water.

Regardless, this was their hard work.

Although they looked a bit ugly, they had at least made them personally, so he had to let them recognize reality.

"Stop standing there being punished, get over here!"

After the water in the pot boiled a few times, Lin Chen shouted toward the hallway.

The five women, as if granted amnesty, swarmed into the kitchen.

Lin Chen pointed to the soup pot bubbling on the stove and sneered, "Come on, everyone come over and admire your great labor achievements. Who wants to scoop a bowl and taste it first?"

The five women gathered at the edge of the pot and took a look inside; their expressions immediately stiffened.

Their faces were clearly written with embarrassment.

Just as Lin Chen expected.

Those dumplings they had pinched with loose seams had all separated from their skins as soon as they hit the boiling water.

Now, in that pot, a layer of white dough skin slices was floating, with a pile of loose meat filling sinking at the bottom.

That turbid and thick appearance was exactly like a pot of stewed minced meat porridge.

Let alone eating it, just looking at it was enough to make one lose their appetite.

"This... shouldn't be. I clearly pinched the edges very tightly just now!" Tong Liya found an excuse for herself with a guilty conscience.

"It must be that I stuffed too much meat filling in, and it burst," Liu Shishi muttered softly.

Dilraba looked at the unrecognizable mass in the pot and wailed in heartbreak, "Oh my, my rabbit dumplings! How did they boil into this? Even the ears are gone; it's so disgusting!"

"Honey~ you wouldn't really be so heartless as to force us to eat this pot of pig slop, would you?"

The five big beauties raised their heads in unison, looking at Lin Chen pitifully; their expressions could not have been more innocent.

Lin Chen pursed his lips, suppressing his laughter, and rolled his eyes at them crossly, "I told you not to mess around just now, but you wouldn't listen. Now you know the consequences, right?"

After saying that, Lin Chen distastefully moved that pot of mush to the side.

Then, like magic, he brought out another large porcelain basin steaming with heat from the side.

Inside this basin were the dumplings he had personally made and boiled just now.

Each dumpling was round and plump, the dumpling skin crystal clear, and one could faintly see the color of the fresh, tender meat filling inside.

As the steam rose, an alluring, rich, and fresh aroma instantly permeated the entire kitchen.

Just smelling this scent was enough to make the gluttonous worms in their stomachs revolt.

"Wow! It's normal dumplings! Finally, we can eat!"

Dilraba's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks nearby to grab one.