Chapter 41 We Still Have Relatives
Jiang Yao stepped on Su Yang's instep with her white and tender feet, and said softly, "Your aunt is abroad, helping your mother manage the foreign branch."
"Well, I still want to meet her." Su Yang sighed.
His aunt is the only relative he knows so far.
"She will return to China occasionally, and you will definitely see her then," Jiang Yao said.
"By the way, what's my aunt's name?" Su Yang continued to ask.
"Yang Bingrou."
"Oh... Then she has been abroad, so her family has no objection?".
"What's your opinion? Her family is your mother, and she's not married."
"Why? Isn't she too young?"
"Don't follow your mother, misogyny."
"I'll go! What else?"
"That's right, twins from the same mother, it's normal, but you don't have to worry, your aunt has been in contact with you since you were born, and is immune to you just like your mother."
"That's good. I'm afraid my aunt will hate me."
"Your aunt likes you the most, because she is a sister-in-law and has a good relationship with your mother."
"What sister control?"
"Aren't you an old second dimension? You don't understand this?"
"I'll go! Is this all right?"
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Early the next morning.
When Su Yang was still asleep, he suddenly heard his mother's voice faintly.
"Yang'er, did you see Yaoyao? Why didn't you see anyone so early in the morning?"
Yang Yingyu walked around the house, opened the door of her son's room and asked.
Su Yang opened his eyes in a daze, and looked up at his mother: "I don't know either."
Then I wanted to keep squinting for a while.
And Yang Yingyu, who was standing at the door, was slightly stunned after seeing the scene in the room.
Because Yaoyao in her mouth, isn't she just lying in the bed of her son?
Moreover, this girl's sleeping appearance is really unsightly. The summer quilt is very thin, and from the outline, one can see this girl's long legs, which are hooked around her son's waist.
Su Yang suddenly felt something was wrong, because his body was a little heavy, and a slight fragrance penetrated into his nose.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes again and looked around.
I saw Jiang Yao with chestnut curly hair hanging loose, covering half of her face, revealing her round chin, lying on her side and snuggling into his arms, sleeping soundly with her arms stretched out and her legs stretched out.
"F*ck!"
Only then did Su Yang recall what happened last night.
Jiang Yao strolled over and chatted with him for half the night, the two of them just fell asleep in a daze, and didn't go back to mother's room.
"Hey, sister Yaoyao got up." Su Yang pushed her.
Jiang Yao hummed a few times like a lazy pig, silently leaned into his arms, with one leg still hooked around his waist, muttered something vaguely, and continued to sleep soundly.
Su Yang looked at Yang Yingyu in embarrassment: "Mom, she sneaked over to chat with me last night, and she fell asleep here without knowing what happened."
"It's okay, I thought she went somewhere, it's fine here, you should also take a rest, I'll go wash up first." Yang Yingyu looked at her son with a smile, her voice was soft, with a bit of softness unique to young women. intellectual.
After speaking, she naturally closed the door again.
There was a light click.
Jiang Yao, who was still sleeping soundly, opened her beautiful eyes, looked at Su Yang slyly and said softly, "Ayang, what did you call me just now?"
"Fuck! Sister Yaoyao, are you pretending to be asleep?"
As soon as Su Yang turned his head, he saw Jiang Yao looking at him with beautiful watery eyes, who looked like a lazy pig just now.
"What are you pretending to be sleeping? I just woke up." Jiang Yao twisted her soft body vigorously under the quilt, and said in disbelief.
"Pretend! Pretend again!" Su Yang lifted the quilt, and slapped her big white legs under her nightdress with a slap.
"Yeah~~ I warmed your bed last night, but you still beat me." Jiang Yao pursed her mouth, and hid her white thighs under the bed, not letting him beat her.
Seeing her pitiful eyes, Su Yang knew she was faking it, but he still reached out and rubbed her softly: "Who told you to stay awake on purpose just now?"
"Do you think there is any difference between waking up and not waking up just now?" Jiang Yao's mouth curled up, and she leaned against Su Yang's arms, comfortable and warm.
Su Yang was stunned for a moment, and said, "It seems to make sense when you say that."
Jiang Yao stretched out her fingertips to his face and pinched him: "I'll just say yes? Your mother came here to look for me, and she was worried about my disappearance. Now that I have been found, why bother to confront each other?" Do you stare wide-eyed?"
Su Yang put his arms around Jiang Yao's willow waist, thought for a while and said, "Sister Yaoyao, do you think my mother will misunderstand what we did last night when she saw us lying together?"
"Did you do nothing last night?" Jiang Yao licked her rosy lips.
"Is that what I said?" Su Yang's face became hot.
"Then you don't have to worry about it. They say that the fat and water don't flow to outsiders. Since your mother met you, I am destined to be your daughter-in-law. Why are you unhappy?" Jiang Yao raised her soft face. , soft lips sweetened his mouthful.
"Sister Yaoyao, you are so kind." Su Yang hugged Jiang Yao's soft and fragrant body tightly.
"Little fool, I am your future daughter-in-law, who will I treat you well?" Jiang Yao acted coquettishly, her slender and straight legs hooked around his body and twisted around.
Su Yang was completely obsessed with Jiang Yao, and suddenly hissed: "Sister Yaoyao, stop moving."
"Ah? Oh..." Jiang Yao seemed to have noticed something, and buried her head in his neck with a red face.
Although the two of them didn't do anything last night, it was the first time that they slept together in the same bed, and they felt that their relationship had changed a bit.
As for when the relationship can become a negative distance, then we have to go back to the magic capital.
At least this is not the right place.
...
After Su Yang and Jiang Yao got up and washed, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.
"Yang'er Yaoyao, this is the breakfast bought by Xiao Qing, let's eat it while it's hot. I just met Xiao Ling'er and asked me to tell you not to forget to pick bayberry."
Yang Yingyu came in from outside the house with a few paper bags and smiled.
She put on a bright bohemian dress today, which has the feeling of going on a trip.
Su Yang ate his breakfast, glanced at his mother who smiled tenderly at him from time to time, thought for a while and couldn't help but said, "Mom, why don't I take you to see the place where my father is buried first?"
Yang Yingyu was slightly taken aback, originally she didn't want to go, but seeing her son's hopeful eyes, her heart softened after all.
She knew that she could not refuse any request from her son.
"Go, let's go and have a look after breakfast."
Yang Yingyu smiled and stretched out her slender fingertips gently, wiping the oil stains on the corners of her son's mouth.
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