It's too difficult to fall in love with rewards

Chapter 40 40. Mrs. Yue Is Your Mother
[I want to bring Ah Qing home to play a game of cultivation, Matsudaira Sakuraji has a +20 favorability for you, no points; the current favorability is 30]

After the reminder flashed across the eyelids, Ju Qingxian touched his lips and picked off two more cherry blossom petals.

The big sister who kisses every time she disagrees is really annoying!

"Are you paying attention to the affairs of Tachibana's family?" Mrs. Sakura asked suddenly.

"Yes."

"Xiao Wei heard about this, and also wants to act with you."

Ju Qingxian turned his gaze and found the blonde girl who was following Mrs. Yue, and frowned slightly: "Why is she joining in the fun?"

"She has been served by a bunch of maids who are several times older than her since she was a child, and she doesn't know many of her peers." Madam Ying's voice was a little lazy, and the folding fan was gently swaying, "It's not normal to be playful on her." something?"

"I'm not in the mood to play with her." Ju Qingxian said coldly.

"Why are you so cruel!" Mrs. Ying gave him a coquettish look, "Xiao Wei is a beautiful girl after all, and she is a little rich woman. You make her happy, and she will make you happy if she gives you any pocket money. In this life, there is no need to worry about food and clothing.”

Ju Qingxian said seriously: "Wouldn't it be better for me to coax you directly?"

"uh-huh?"

Madam Sakura snorted softly.

Probably delighted by the boy's bold speech, she shook the folding fan in her hand, and his face was lightly drawn on the bottom of the fan.

One will be the nose, the other will be the cheek, and finally around his lips, sliding around and around.

At the corner of his lovely mouth, there is a lip print that she printed on it.

Bright red.

"brush!"

Madam Ying opened the fan again, covering half of her face.

"Master Qing, what did you say?" She asked with a charming smile.

Ju Qingxian took a deep breath and looked at her calmly: "I think, if I can coax you well, can I be able to get my life experience out of your mouth?"

"Don't be so troublesome!" Madam Ying smiled charmingly, pointing her fan forward, "Just look at her!"

Tangerine looked over clearly.

It was getting dark, and Madam Yue, who was already weak, looked even more lovely and pitiful.

Whether it's the heavy black mourning dress, or her dazed and confused expression, she gives people a beautiful impression of danger and tension.If she can smile innocently and cheerfully, maybe she can also be called "the number one beauty of the Chinese race".

"Do you think she looks like you?" Madam Sakura asked with a smile.

Ju Qingxian hesitated for a while, her voice was a little hoarse: "Not at all..."

"Master Qing, she is your mother, please don't say anything outrageous!" Mrs. Ying leaned over and said, her warm breath was on his face, and there was a burst of fragrance.

Tangerine Qingxian felt upset for a moment.

Uncoordinated thinking, unable to calm down, this kind of difficulty in controlling emotions is as rare to him as a lion who loves to eat salad.

"But, but..." He frowned tightly, "I thought it should be Yu..."

"That's an illusion she uses to confuse your judgment!"

Mrs. Sakura interrupted him directly.

"Ah Qing, listen!" Her continuous warm breath penetrated into Ju Qingxian's nasal cavity, "Don't believe anything that woman says! Never believe it!"

Tachibana took a step back with a pale face.

The ominous and unlucky premonition in the corner of his mind kept multiplying.

In sight, Mrs. Sakura's coquettish and wriggling lips became more and more blurred.

She seems to be a different person.

The face is still eight points similar, but it is no longer full of monsters, but replaced by a girl with a confused expression on her face, like a black and white photo paper.

Her skin was as white as a wax figure.

The corners of her mouth squirmed, and she spoke to him: child, my child...

He squeezed his lips shut and dared not make a sound.

The girl smiled.

The white palm gently stroked her round belly.

She was wearing a white shirt and a dark skirt, revealing two snow-white calves under the skirt.

On the right thigh, a glare of blood slowly flowed down.

"Ah Ching..."

The girl smiled softly.

"You are coming to this world soon, mom is so happy..."

crazy.

Ju Qing obviously felt that she was going crazy.

——What are you afraid of?

The girl approached him and whispered in his ear: "12 years, mom has been looking for you..."

—Go back to your mother's womb.

Ju Qingxian runs away.

The body staggered back suddenly, and the buttocks sat on the ground.

The field of vision instantly became clear.

In his eyes, there was only Mrs. Sakura's mischievous smile as if she had succeeded in a prank.

What the hell does this happen?

Tangerine Qingxian panted heavily.

"Master Qing, you don't look very well." Madam Ying stretched out a small hand towards him, "Come on, auntie pulls you up."

Tachibana handed her his hand silently.

Just such a small movement already made him out of breath.

Mrs. Ying held his hand, but didn't pull him up. Instead, she groaned, as if she was being dragged by him, her frail and boneless body clung tightly to his body.

Ju Qingxian was caught off guard.

With his back against the lawn, he was surprised to see Mrs. Sakura's face hanging five centimeters above his face, and even her long and slender eyelashes that fluttered bewilderingly could be clearly seen.

"Call out, Auntie, listen." Mrs. Ying's eyes were charming.

Tachibana pursed her lips tightly.

"Well, what a disobedient child." Mrs. Ying's face slowly pressed down, and the tip of her nose was pressed against his, rubbing lightly from side to side, "What's the matter? Are you angry? Do you want my aunt to kiss you before you open your mouth?" ..."

The full lips parted slightly.

The pearly white teeth are still crystal clear in the twilight.

Wisps of fragrance drilled into the orange clear nasal cavity.

Mrs. Sakura's body fragrance, like a playful little hand, scratched the junction of his esophagus and respiratory tract.

Or just give up resisting...

Tangerine Qingxian thought in a daze.

"What are you doing?"

A strange voice came from behind.

But this voice came to Ju Qingxian's ears, like a lightning strike, which woke him up.

He hurriedly supported Mrs. Sakura's shoulders, pushed her away, and got up.But he didn't look at the speaker, but lowered his head and kept patting the grass clippings on his lower body.

"How are you, kid?"

A strange woman greeted him.

"Well, you, hello..."

Tangerine lowered her head.

His ears were ringing, his cheeks were hot, and he was so shy for the first time since he was born.

"Haha, sister, look..." Madam Ying giggled, her delicate body trembling, "He's shy."

Mrs. Yue's soft cheeks seemed to be confused for a moment, but she quickly recovered her soft expression: "Hello, child."

"Um……"

Tangerine took a few deep breaths.

The little heart was still beating, but he had raised his head.

A slender young woman.

The loose mourning clothes made her look soft and boneless, like the rhizome of a flower.

Perhaps it was because the twilight was too bleak, or her complexion was too pale, but what Tachibana Qingxian saw was exactly the same as the girl in the white dress just now.

After more than ten years in a flash, she seems to have stopped growing halfway, and the immature color can still be seen on the face; if she puts down the dignified woman's bun, it is not against her to say that she is seventeen or eighteen years old feel.

Ju Qingxian stared at her for a while, then murmured to himself: "I was born at the age of seventeen or eighteen..."

The voice was so small that only he could hear it.

(End of this chapter)