"Shout?"
Yu Shengnan had already walked to the sofa, leaned down, and placed his arms on either side of Qingzi's body, trapping her between the sofa and his chest, his smile becoming increasingly wicked.
"Go ahead and shout, shout as loud as you want~ It won't do any good even if you shout until your throat is hoarse~ Aunt Bizi personally 'entrusted' you to my care~ I'm just doing my duty~"
"and…"
He leaned close to her flushed ear, lowered his voice, and breathed hot air into her, "Didn't you say... I'm 'okay' when we were eating? Now, Teacher Nan will give our lovely Qingzi a good 'care'..."
"Waaah..."
Aoko was shrouded in his shadow. Looking at his handsome face so close to hers and those dangerously alluring eyes, her body went weak, and it felt as if most of her strength to resist had been drained away.
Only one thought was swirling in my mind: It's all over, it's all over... Mom is selling her daughter!
Is this her biological mother?
It was a free gift with a phone top-up, right?
...
Outside, at the street corner.
Nakamori Aoko did not immediately go far to get her car.
She stood in the shadow of the streetlamp, glanced back at her own window lit by warm light, and a smile of quiet satisfaction crept onto her lips.
She certainly knew what it meant to leave two teenagers, full of youthful vigor and mutual attraction, alone at home overnight.
But that's just right.
Some things need a little push, a little "accident" and a chance to be alone.
While boiling a frog in lukewarm water is a safe approach, sometimes you need to stir-fry it quickly over high heat to bring out its aroma.
My own tender little cabbage can't stay cooped up at home forever; it's time to take the initiative and let it be nurtured by my excellent little pig.
It's a million times better than having that good-for-nothing kid next door sneakily pick it one day.
Moreover, through her meticulous observation during dinner—the way her daughter would occasionally steal glances at Yuzuru, the natural blush on her cheeks, and the subtle intimacy and tacit understanding between the two…
I've probably already done most of what I should and shouldn't have done, so one more night won't make a difference.
Um.
The plan is in place.
Mom is doing this all for your own good, Aoko.
As a prosecutor, my mother has a very good eye for people.
Nakamori Aoko turned around happily, the sound of her high heels clicking on the ground fading into the distance on the quiet street.
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