I Really Didn't NTR your Wives !!

The initial rage caused by Liu Yu vanished when Yang Shumin noticed Qin Yun staring at her. It was replaced by a blush on her cheeks and a gentle lowering of her head as she asked, "How can you say that godmother?" She is so stunning. It's not like my godmother doesn't know that you all refer to her in private as a teacher and an old-fashioned girl. How could you call your godmother beautiful if she was truly that stunning? "

She didn't want to dispute Qin Yun's assertions, but she was forced to do so because she lacked the self-assurance to outperform the popular student women.

Maybe one or two can't explain anything, but there are over 6,000 pupils in Qingyun Middle School's high school portion, and it still can't explain the problem.

[If you like me so much, you must be leaning towards me in your heart, but as his godmother, it's incredibly difficult for me to save face in this regard. ]

"Who are they, and why should godmother care about their opinions? I've never phoned godmother, and you've branded me an old-fashioned girl."

Qin Yun not only enlightened, but also revealed to Yang Shumin by his tone that he was resentful and jealous that she cared about their opinions.

This jealousy was unexplained and simply unfathomable, yet Qin Yun's tremendous jealousy made Yang Shumin exceedingly joyful and delighted.

Yunyun is the one who likes me the most. You are correct. What are the names of the students? Are they so strong with only one finger? Is he so attractive? Is there anyone who can undress people so well? ]

Yang Shumin relished Qin Yun's anxiousness towards her. This was something she'd never experienced from anybody else. She hugged Qin Yun fiercely, and her fragrant breath hit Qin Yun in the face. "Godmother knows Yunyun will not refer to her as godmother in that way. Godmother knows."

"It turns out it's really warm..." Yang Shumin's warm body temperature and the aroma of light body fragrance and shower gel fragrance wafted into Qin Yun's nose, and Qin Yun thoroughly groaned.

He'd never been embraced that tightly before. The morning embrace was not counted. This time, Yang Shumin's hug taught him the meaning of genuine warmth and motherly love.

Qin Yun didn't have any malicious ideas in his heart at the moment; he just silently absorbed all of this—everything he had formerly lacked—but when the youngster was enveloped in the mother's love he had never known before, Yang Shumin felt something weird in his heart: tenderness.

There are two towering and magnificent breasts beneath her pure white house skirt. Her body is particularly sensitive around the age of 36. Leaving aside the ethical link between the two and having such a personal touch with a tall and gorgeous sixteen-year-old boy, a trace of love undoubtedly crossed her heart after the initial warming.

"Let's go eat, Yunyun."

She didn't dare to feel it closely. When that kind of need entered her mind, she broke off the issue that would continue to annoy her.

"Godmother, please allow me to call Liu Yu."

Qin Yun did not pause. When Yang Shumin finished speaking, he stood up, opened the door, and headed to Liu Yu's room.

Yang Shumin jumped up and took hold of Qin Yun's arm, turning around to the restaurant, "Yunyun, don't call him; you and I will have supper tonight."

Yang Shumin had no intention of asking Liu Yu to come out now, let alone in such an uncomfortable situation. Don't cause any problems later; she won't have time to rest. The two of them should eat now, and then she'll go talk with Liu Yu after Qin Yun goes to sleep.

She still believes in her child and believes that if she says nice things to him, he will accept the reality that Qin Yun will move in.

Just thinking about it, the difference is enormous; one requires her coaxing, while the other is self-sufficient; both are sixteen-year-old guys; why is there such a difference?

Yang Shumin took out several empty pots from the kitchen and placed these clean and delicious treats in the pots for Liu Yu before the two moved their chopsticks.

How can there be poor parents in the world who do not love their children?

It's simply that today's reunion isn't going to be perfect, and God appears to believe that because the beginning wasn't perfect, the finish should be too. When the two were about to move their chopsticks, Yang Shumin's phone rang unexpectedly.

Yang Shumin smiled, strolled gracefully to the living room, and answered the phone without glancing at it, "Hello?"

"Let's go outside and chat; if you don't come to the door, you'll never get a dime from me!" Yang Shumin, who had received the reply from the other party, proceeded in a quiet voice after a few seconds.

"Huh? KTV, no, tea house, tea house, hello, hello, hello."

Yang Shumin lost her cool and hurled her phone on the sofa.

They disagreed. According to the exchange, Yang Shumin intended to go to the teahouse to settle the situation, but the guy on the phone insisted on going to the KTV and hung up the phone without negotiating as if he had made up his mind. Yang Shumin is going to go there.

Yang Shumin stepped up, patting the back of Qin Yun's head, and quietly said, "Yunyun, eat carefully. Godmother will go out for a time."

"Is that the problem, Aunt?"

Qin Yun set down the rice bowl he hadn't ever touched, his gaze riveted on Yang Shumin's face.