The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

Thousands of streams represent arrogance.

"How can it be like my fault."

Yang Nai muttered softly.

"Yang Nai!"

This time the tone was quite serious, but Yang Nai pretended not to hear, closed his eyes and drank his own cup of coffee.

Knowing her character so well, Qianliu didn't care at all, and before Yukinoshita's mother apologized again, she took the initiative to ask, "Apart from thank you this time, do you have anything else to do?"

"Just a simple thank you."

Yukinoshita's mother was really taken away: "Originally, the master wanted to come in person, but recently he was ill and couldn't move around, so I came to thank him on his behalf, please don't take offense."

In a more formal scene like this, if it wasn't for the head of the family to come forward, it would probably make the other party feel uncomfortable. Yukinoshita's mother didn't dare to treat Qianliu as an ordinary eighteen-year-old.

Anyone in such an environment is unlikely to be a person who knows nothing and is just like a blank sheet of paper.

The higher the society, the higher and deeper the exposure to education and various information, so the probability of birth of waste is very small.

What's more, in the story of her daughter Yang Nai, the other party was highly praised by the head of the four palaces and favored by the eldest lady of Sanqianyuan.

Only excellent people will get more resources, which Yukinoshita's mother deeply believes.

"It's okay, it's okay to take good care of yourself when you're sick. Besides, I prefer talking to a beautiful woman like you rather than talking to a middle-aged man."

Qianliu was a little frivolous, but his expression and language did not match the seriousness.

Yukinoshita's mother smiled wryly and shook her head: "I'm a forty-year-old woman, so I don't need to say these... compliments."

"Forty years old seems to be seven or eight years older than Yang Nai."

What Qianliu said was completely sincere.

Not to mention wrinkles, the smoothness and firmness of the skin on the face is similar to that of my daughter.

"If only my girlfriend can be as beautiful as you in the future."

"Hey, you playboy, you don't want to shoot at my mother, do you?"

Yang Nai suddenly became alert.

According to her understanding of Qianliu, she might not be sure.

This guy always does whatever he wants and doesn't care about other people's opinions. If she really wants to, she doesn't dare to think about it.

"what are you thinking about"

Qianliu rubbed his brows and was very speechless.

Indeed, in some dramas there is a plot similar to this, where outsiders help the husband through the difficulties, and then the wife comes to thank him, so it is indescribable.

But even if Qianliu had the intention, he would take the initiative to seize it himself, rather than coerce it with the help of other things.

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Chapter [-] I won't bother you anymore

"Well, I hope what you said is true."

Yang Nai stared at him suspiciously.

Compared to her mother's kimono, she is more casual.

She was wearing a hooded and one-piece body, probably both home clothes and furry slippers. She was very leisurely, and she wore her clothes loosely, as if she was on vacation.

"What does it mean to be true, that is... the truth."

Qianliu felt that he couldn't put a strange label on himself.

In case it is counted as a "wife lover"

, isn't it very ugly.

Although the truth is that he does have a little interest in it, ideas are ideas and reality is reality.

"Xue Nao, help me bring the snacks to the kitchen."

Compared with the slightly severe expression towards Yang Nao, when facing Yukino, Yukinoshita's mother changed her attitude, with a smile on her face, a gentle voice, and a gentle and patient tone. attitudes are significantly different.

Xuenai pursed her lips, grabbed her skirt, and lowered her head: "Okay."

Watching her get up and go to the kitchen, Qianliu casually looked at the table and found several dessert recipes.

"This is"

Yukinoshita's mother smiled: "Because I don't know how to thank you, so I made some snacks myself, I hope you don't dislike it."

"Oh, I have to try the desserts made by myself."

Taking a sip of the tea, Qianliu looked expectant.

As Xueluo came to the living room with snacks, Yang Nao winked at him.

"Mom's craftsmanship has rarely been tasted even by us as family members. I can't imagine that I can miss it today with your light."