Reborn: Instead of Chasing the School Beauty, I Chased Her Mother

Actually, Wu Qingxian and Li Zhiyan had embraced many times before.

And she liked kissing his face.

But that was under normal circumstances, whereas now it was morning. Continue your adventure at empire

So at this moment, Wu Qingxian was completely bewildered.

She walked over to Li Zhiyan very quietly, trying not to make any noise with her high heels.

She sat down in front of Li Zhiyan, somewhat lost in thought.

After a while, Li Zhiyan woke up.

After lifting the blanket and sitting up,

He saw Wu Auntie, dressed in a cheongsam, appear in his room, and he almost thought he was dreaming.

On the first day of the National Day holiday, why would Wu Auntie appear in his room?

However, the scent from Wu Qingxian that followed

Made Li Zhiyan slowly realize that he was not dreaming.

Although his hormones were exploding at the moment, Li Zhiyan didn't feel embarrassed.

After all, in Wu Auntie's eyes, he was just a child, so there was no need to worry too much.

"Wu Auntie, you're here so early."

"Mhm, Auntie had nothing to do today, so I thought I'd go shopping with your mom."

"Son, did you miss mom?

Wu Qingxian started joking with Li Zhiyan again.

In fact, Wu Qingxian really wanted to go out and have fun, feeling very tired being trapped in her work environment for so long.

But she was reluctant to spend money on outings because she still wanted to save up to buy a house for Zhang Honglei.

Especially since Zhang Honglei had recently spent five thousand yuan on sneakers.

Every time she thought about it, her heart ached unbearably—five thousand yuan was just too much.

At this time, Li Zhiyan also slowly returned to his normal state, his eyes fixated on Wu Auntie's silky stocking-clad legs and he could hardly take his eyes off them.

"Yes, I missed you, Wu Auntie."

"That's my good son..."

Wu Qingxian stepped forward and hugged Li Zhiyan in her arms.

Feeling Wu Auntie's embrace and the scent of her body, Li Zhiyan reacted naturally.

This made Wu Qingxian realize something in her heart—could it be that Xiao Yan saw her as a woman?

But she didn't give it much thought because Li Zhiyan was the little brat that she had watched grow up.

In her heart, Li Zhiyan would always be just her best friend's son.

"Wu Auntie, I'm going to wash my face."

"Okay."

As she said that, Wu Qingxian left a lipstick mark on Li Zhiyan's face.

To Li Zhiyan, such routine gestures from Wu Auntie were something he had grown accustomed to; in her heart, she truly always treated him like a complete child.

...

After freshening up, Zhou Rongrong brought the food to the dining table.

"Qingxian, come and have breakfast with us."

"I had a little something earlier in the morning."

To maintain her figure, Wu Qingxian usually ate very little, after all, she didn't have the kind of physique that Zhou Rongrong had, where she never seemed to gain weight.

"Wu Auntie, please sit down and have a little with me."

"If my son says so, I'll have a little bit."

Wu Qingxian patted Li Zhiyan's head and sat down, thinking about the differences between her own son and Li Zhiyan, and she glanced at the 140 square meter four-bedroom apartment.

She felt peak envy in her heart.

"Rongrong, let me borrow your son for a year. I want to be his mother for a year."

"You can borrow a son?"

While chatting, Zhou Rongrong also felt a deep sense of pride in her heart.

"You can borrow him if you want to."

"Xiao Yan, call me 'mom.'

"No way."

There was no chance Li Zhiyan would call someone else "mom" in front of his own mother.

He only liked jokingly calling Aunt Fang "mom" in the evenings.

But today, with nothing much to do on the first day of the National Day holiday,

Perhaps he would go find Aunt Fang and make an effort—not only for pregnancy planning but also because she was the only woman he could use the Youth Preservation Technique on right now.

He needed to make her skin even better.

Meanwhile, Wu Qingxian was struck by a thought; she had been paying attention only to his filial piety towards her and completely overlooked another matter.

Li Zhiyan seemed to have eight-pack abs?

"Xiao Yan, do you have abs now? Let mom have a look," she said, pulling up Li Zhiyan's shirt.

After seeing Li Zhiyan's eight-pack, she could not take her eyes off it anymore.

How had Xiao Yan become so perfect in just over two months? Not only had he grown to a height of 180 cm, but he was also incredibly handsome.

And he even had an eight-pack.

"Son, when did you get abs?"

Zhou Rongrong was used to Wu Qingxian competing with her for her son, as she was her only best friend.

"It's nothing, mom, Wu Auntie, I usually work out on my abs."

"I hadn't quite gotten them before, but I guess it's because my workout volume has been quite high recently, so the effects are quite noticeable."

"That's how I got the eight-pack."

Zhou Rongrong and Wu Qingxian were very surprised, Xiao Yan seemed to have an easier time with things than others, or perhaps this was just talent, and the pride in Zhou Rongrong's beautiful eyes deepened.

After Wu Qingxian touched his abs, she inexplicably felt her hormones secreting, as if she had been lonely for too many years and had forgotten how long it had been since she had been intimate with someone.

If she could with Xiao Yan...

Just as the thought appeared, a wave of guilt washed over her.

This was the child she had watched grow up—how could she entertain such shameless thoughts.