I Really Didn't NTR your Wives !!

Leaning on the hotbed, Qin Yun secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then pretended to be at a loss and asked excitedly, "Is it possible? Teacher, can I call you godmother?"

Yang Shumin noticed the boy's excitement, she lovingly stroked the back of Qin Yun's head, and breathed softly in his ear, "Yunyun, it's okay, call me, teacher godmother."

"Okay...Aunt....."

With this sound, Qin Yun was a little hesitant and shy, as if he hadn't calmed down from his agitation, and it was more likely that he was timid and restless.

[Poor child, you must treat Yun Yun better in the future. His aunt is a fierce woman at first glance, but no matter how fierce she is, how can she be cruel to such a handsome Yun Yun? ]

[The world is getting bigger, there are women of all kinds, alas. ]

"Hmm~ o( ￣▽￣ )o, speak louder, Yunyun, godmother still wants to hear you call teacher godmother."

Leaving other things aside, no matter whether Qin Yun helped her or not, Yang Shumin had no objection to accepting a godson like Qin Yun.

There is nothing wrong with saying that the body is the capital.

"Godmother, godmother, godmother, godmother..." Qin Yun didn't know how many times he called godmother in a row, but he only knew that the tone of his shouts began to change later, and he must have called a lot.

"Well, like this, from now on, you will regard the teacher as your mother, if you need anything, just ask the teacher, you know?"

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ah?

"I see, godmother."

Hiding the cunning that flashed from the corner of his eyes, Qin Yun replied innocently.

"Yunyun, can you tell your godmother about your experiences over the years? Godmother wants to get to know you." With the flood of maternal love, Yang Shumin also forgot her current main task in a trance, forgetting that this is the public. On this occasion, he forgot that the time for the end of get out of class had already passed, and instead hugged Qin Yun and chatted about homework.

"There's nothing to talk about. My life experience is very ordinary. It's like a bowl of boiled water. You can see the bottom at a glance." Substituting his childhood life on Blue Star, Qin Yun's body trembled slightly, and his eyes dodged his rejection. Yang Shumlin's proposal,

"Talk to your godmother, okay?" Initially, Yang Shumin just mentioned it casually, but Qin Yun's appearance aggravated her curiosity, "You treat the teacher as your mother, and take care of all your past grievances one by one. Talk to the teacher."

She stroked Qin Yun's back lightly to ease the boy's trembling fear and excitement.

Yang Shumin talked about it for this sake, but Qin Yun was no longer polite and exported his life of wandering on the blue star to her.

To plunder fiercely, to retrieve the lost things that should have been owned but with interest.

"Ah, Yunyun, when you were young, you were surrounded by five or six children who beat you? Where did you hit? Let your godmother see." Yang Shumin pushed Qin Yun away, and without waiting for his permission, she directly lifted his short-sleeved shirt. He scanned his face carefully inside and out.

Very smooth, very white, very muscular, square, and protruding chest muscles, neat six-pack abs, shark lines on both sides of the abdomen, and mermaid lines on both sides of the waist, Qin Yun has everything that one expects.

At first, Yang Shumin didn't pay attention to these details because she cared too much about Qin Yun, but after she found that Qin Yun had no injuries, she noticed all of this.

This reminded her of her husband, the fat and oily husband who hadn't slept together for more than ten years.

How can there be such a big gap between people?

"It's okay, teacher, they don't attack hard."

"Yunyun, she's a godmother."

Putting down Qin Yun's clothes calmly, blushing, Yang Shumin corrected with her beautiful eyes.

"Sorry, godmother."

"How can there be a child who keeps saying sorry to his mother? It seems that you still don't regard the teacher as your mother. But the teacher can understand, and the teacher is sometimes a little dazed. Take your time, and our mother and I will gradually understand each other. ."

Yang Shumin is a rigid person, but she is not strict. It is only because of her rigidity and old-fashionedness that she looks more serious. But because Qin Yun had a close relationship with Yang Shumin before, he also knew that the beautiful woman holding him was an extremely gentle person, but he only knew that she was so gentle today.

For a moment, he was ashamed to play those dirty tricks in his heart.

But in just an instant, he quietly hid the warmth in his heart.

He was saving Yang Shumin, who might fall into infidelity. As a savior, he couldn't be soft-hearted.

Ever since he increased the intensity of fabrication.

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On a hot summer day, if you sit in front of a stove, your days will feel like years, but if you sit next to a beautiful woman, it will feel like seconds, very fast.

In Qin Yun's vivid narration and Yang Shumin's tearful heartache, an hour and a half passed without knowing it.

A beautiful woman wearing a light gray teacher's skirt, a small and slim suit, and a white blouse inside pushed the door open, and as soon as she entered, she saw Chang Wei, uh, excellent friend Yang Shumin Tears flow from crying.

"Shumin, what's wrong with you?" She quickly closed the door, walked,d over and me greeted with concern.