With the intention of fostering a romantic relationship, Duan's mother let out a long "Oh~~" and asked, "Your new boyfriend~"

Then, she turned and patted her husband: "What was our son's ex-boyfriend's name again?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Linyuan's ears turned red again, and a visible sense of grievance immediately appeared in his eyes.

And... old boyfriend!

Wow~ Duan's mother smiled mischievously: Xiao Yuan looks so cute when he's jealous.

On the other side, before Si Jin could speak, Xiao Yao let out a soft hiss—Duan's mother truly lived up to her reputation as the head of CP fans.

This is because she's afraid her son won't... faint.

However, no sooner had he finished thinking than Tiger Head had another pouch.

[Ouch woo woo QAQ]

The little tiger covered its head, looking aggrieved: "Master, I promise I won't think such things again."

Even wild thoughts have to be done secretly when the adults aren't looking, hehe.

Bang--

Another bag has appeared.

Xiao Yao: 【^】

Being a student is too difficult. Isn't this little bit of fun in shipping couples enough to satisfy you?

Mr. Duan was a bit more rigid: "When has our son ever had an ex-boyfriend? Isn't this his first?"

Nan Linyuan silently breathed a sigh of relief—his aunt was truly a little devil.

Then he'll give the little devil a necklace.

After the meal, Nan Linyuan gave the necklace and wallet to Duan's parents.

Duan's mother insisted that Nan Linyuan stay at home to rest, so she arranged a guest room for him.

Unable to refuse, Nan Linyuan had no choice but to settle in obediently.

His uncle and aunt kept him, which means they probably liked him; he had passed the first hurdle of meeting the parents.

He must behave himself that night.

I should be able to propose to Jinjin soon.

Lost in thought, Nan Linyuan went into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

But just as she took off her shirt, she saw Si Jin, who had taken a couple of sips of wine, "accidentally" barge into the room.

The young man, dressed in a restrained black shirt, leaned against the bathroom door. His handsome, almond-shaped eyes were like a seductive weapon, capable of piercing the depths of one's heart.

"Actor Yuan," he said, "you have a great physique."

Upon hearing this, Nan Linyuan paused, and four words immediately came to mind—"behave properly!"

Three seconds later, the four words shattered into nothingness.

She quickly stepped forward to support Si Jin: "You...you've come to the wrong room."

"No, this is my room." Si Jin leaned on Nan Linyuan's shoulder.

In a daze, he tried to describe the other person's smooth abdominal muscles.

“In my house, I can sleep in any room I want, but Ah Yuan…”

His sudden change of address left Nan Linyuan even more bewildered.

He could only stand there stiffly, listening to Si Jin continue, "You came to my room, disheveled, what are you trying to do?"

When Si Jin arrived, she deliberately took a small sip of wine.

He just wants to act; he doesn't want to actually get drunk.

Otherwise, how do you flirt with someone?

Sure enough, Nan Linyuan turned around nervously: "Then...then I'll go to another room..."

However, after taking only two steps, Si Jin pinned him against the bathroom door.

"Do you think this place is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

"Jing...Jing jing." Nan Linyuan's eyes reddened with nervousness, and his lips trembled as he reminded him, "This is your home!"

Si Jin kissed him and continued, "And then?"

"Uncle and Aunt are at home."

"Oh." Si Jin stood up, took two steps back, and looked as if she really had given up.

"I was going to tell you that I have a pretty good figure too."

"I was going to say that if we kissed for ten minutes, I would unbutton one of your shirt buttons."

The boy expressed deep regret and shook his head helplessly: "Never mind."

Seeing that the person was about to leave, Nan Linyuan became anxious.