Chapter 49: Are you comfortable hugging your aunt?

Compared to Chu Fang who was already confused, Zheng Yanru, the pretty, mature and wealthy woman, felt an indescribable numbness at this moment. Although she was a little dazed by this sudden situation, when her mature and plump body was tightly held in his arms and she felt his incomparable strength, her heart, which had been lonely for more than 30 years, suddenly melted.

Little bad guy.
Don’t hold me so tight, I can hardly breathe!

Although she thought so in her heart, her body was exceptionally obedient. She snuggled in the little rascal's arms without moving, with a faint blush on both sides of her cheeks. This strong physique and full sense of security made her, a young urban woman, somewhat addicted and unable to extricate herself.

"oops!"

"You you little bastard! What are you doing!?"

Chu Fang came to her senses from her shock and yelled angrily, "Let go of your Aunt Zheng quickly. Your Aunt Zheng is a married woman now. How can you behave like this?"

While talking,
She tried to pull her best friend out of her son's arms, but found that she couldn't pull her out no matter how hard she tried.

"You bastard!"

"You want to piss me off to death, don't you?" Chu Fang was almost going crazy, and yelled at Yu Xiaocheng.

However, Chu Fang misunderstood her own son. He did not hold her son forcibly. It was the pretty rich woman who insisted on staying in his arms. So when Chu Fang pulled her, Zheng Yanru resisted desperately to prevent her best friend from pulling her out of the arms of the little bad boy.

Damn
Sister, why are you so anxious? Just let him hold you for a while longer.

The pretty rich woman grumbled in her heart, and was quite dissatisfied with her bestie's behavior, but she didn't dare to reveal her inner thoughts. After all, she was the biological mother of the little bad boy, and she had obtained the marriage certificate with the little bad boy without telling her. The key point was that she and the little bad boy were still in an unclear relationship.

"truce!"

"Sign a ceasefire agreement, otherwise I will hold you until dawn," said Yu Xiaocheng.

"You still dare to threaten me?"

Chu Fang glared at her son fiercely and said angrily, "Let go of your Aunt Zheng quickly, or I will stop giving you pocket money!"

Nothing
Auntie gives it to you!

Keep holding me.

The rich woman bit her lips lightly and secretly complained in her heart.

Seeing her bastard son holding her tightly and refusing to let go, Chu Fang was almost anxious. Fortunately, Yu Xiaocheng did not go too far. Before his mother was about to explode on the spot, he silently let go of the pretty rich woman in his arms. The moment the little rascal let go of her, the rich woman felt an unprecedented sense of loss, as if she had lost the only support in her life.

"OK OK."

"I already know I was wrong."

Yu Xiaocheng curled his lips and admitted his mistake obediently, "I won't dare to do it again next time."

"And next time?"

Chu Fang asked with eyes wide open.

"No, no, no."

"Um. Um, have you guys finished eating? Or should I start cleaning up?" Yu Xiaocheng shrank his head and asked cautiously.

"Pack up quickly!"

Chu Fang rolled her eyes at him fiercely, pulled her best friend to the sofa, tightly grasped the rich woman's hand, and said apologetically: "Xiao Ru, Cheng Cheng was just joking with you just now, you... you must not take it seriously."

"It's fine"

"I don't mind." Zheng Yanru glanced at the little rascal who was cleaning the table, then turned to her best friend and said gently, "If it was another man, I would definitely not want to be hugged by him, but Xiaocheng is different. He is my eldest nephew, I don't mind."

"That's not OK!"

"After all, you have a husband. You don't mind, but your husband does!" Chu Fang shook her head and said earnestly, "I know you treat Cheng Cheng very well, but that was in the past, but now there is a gap. I don't want my brother-in-law to have a problem with me because of Cheng Cheng, and I don't want you and your husband to fall into conflict because of Cheng Cheng."

Zheng Yanru pursed her lips and nodded silently without saying anything. Then she looked towards the kitchen, watching the little rascal washing dishes in front of the sink, and asked softly, "Sister, your son is actually very good. He can cook, do housework, and is also a super academic master."

Speaking of which,
Then she looked at her best friend and whispered softly, "Actually, you really don't want to leave Xiaocheng, right?"

"Ugh"

"What's the point of being reluctant?" "You'll eventually marry another woman and have children. It doesn't matter. I still have you." Chu Fang took Zheng Yanru's arm and said softly, "We agreed to be sisters for life."

In the past, the rich woman would have agreed without hesitation, but at this moment, she hesitated, secretly glancing at the little rascal in the kitchen from the corner of her eyes, biting her lips lightly, and murmured in reply: "Yeah, sisters for life."

In the following time, the two sisters chatted about family matters on the sofa, and Yu Xiaocheng quickly washed the dishes, quietly walked into his bedroom, and never came out again.

The rich woman was chatting with her best friend absentmindedly, her mind completely on her best friend's son. However, her thoughts were soon responded to by someone. The phone in her pocket rang, and she took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message from the little bad guy.

She glanced at her best friend beside her, deliberately turned around to face her, and quickly opened WeChat to take a look at the content.

Yu Xiaocheng: What time will you be back?

Zheng Yanru: I'm not going back. I'll stay at your house tonight.

"Brother-in-law?"

Chu Fang asked with a smile.

The rich woman raised her head and replied in a coquettish voice: "He is not your son."

Chu Fang rolled her eyes and angrily asked, "When did you start to learn bad things?"

The pretty, mature, wealthy woman pursed her lips, smiled slightly, stepped forward, took her friend's arm, and muttered, "If I tell you that my husband is your son, sister, do you believe it?"

As soon as the words fell,
Chu Fang flicked his forehead.

"You're already talking nonsense after drinking one bottle." Chu Fang said with a gruff smile, "I'll go get you some pajamas, then take a shower and go to bed. By the way, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll make it for you."

"As long as it's made by you, I love it." The rich woman replied.

"Damn girl."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it myself."

Chu Fang stood up and walked into her bedroom, leaving the rich woman in the living room.

Seeing that her best friend had finally left, Zheng Yanru took out her cell phone and started chatting with the little rascal on WeChat across the door.

Zheng Yanru: Why are you silent? Don't you welcome me?

Zheng Yanru: Then I’ll leave?
The rich woman pouted and looked towards the bedroom.

Little bad guy.
If you don't let me live here, I will take a taxi home immediately. I don't want it!

No one can stop it then, not even your mother, I say!

At this time,

Received a reply from the little rascal.

Yu Xiaocheng: Warmly welcome Aunt Zheng to stay at the Burrow!

So perfunctory.
You can tell at first glance that it's not sincere.

The pretty rich woman rolled her eyes. Just when she didn't know what to say, an idea suddenly struck her mind. Her hands involuntarily edited a message and sent it out in a daze.

Zheng Yanru: You little rascal, is my body soft? Is it comfortable to hold me?

When she came to her senses, her heart trembled violently and her scalp almost went numb.

Damn!

I. What a stupid thing I did!
How could you send this content to him?
Withdraw! Withdraw now!

But
It's too late.

Yu Xiaocheng: plump buttocks, thin waist, and super smooth.

(End of this chapter)