The harem party doesn't deserve to read books, right?

As expected of a mother and daughter, even the XP...ahem, even the favorite places are the same.

Makoto Amano touched his abdominal muscles with some lingering fear.

In short, Makoto Amano finally escaped the fate of being taken turns by the mother and daughter...

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in the afternoon.

Yubihama's house.

"It's a little bit closer, it's coming out soon."

"yes……"

"Come on~"

"Um……"

"Is that enough?"

Mrs. Yubihama looked curiously at Makoto Amano squeezing out the white liquid from the tube...

Then pour it into the cake in front of you.

It was the first time she had seen such an approach.

"Yes, it must be hot to inject into it, and it will not work if it is cold."

"No wonder it was so hot just now..."

Mrs. Yubihama touched the outer layer of the mounting bag, and the cream inside was indeed warm.

She was burned by this just now.

"But the cake must be kept at room temperature, otherwise there will be problems with the taste."

Makoto Amano injected the cream very evenly.

"Really, it feels so complicated~"

Mrs. Yubihama watched the cake slowly being filled with white cream with her bright eyes without blinking.

The daughter who got in the way has been sent out by her for a reason to buy something, and now she is asking Makoto Amano how to make a cream cake.

"Do you want to write down the steps?"

Makoto Amano put the deflated piping bag aside.

Teaching this lady how to make desserts took a lot of effort.

The young wife always leaned over unprepared, so that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, which was very troublesome.

"No~ Cheng Jun is very good at teaching people. Although it is very complicated, my mother has already memorized it with her body."

"Yes, is it..."

with the body...

How... did you remember it?

No wonder it is said that mature wives like to run red lights.

Because they always step on the gas pedal inadvertently.

Every time it almost makes Makoto Amano want to go all the way west...

"Hey, like this~"

The cake was finished, and Mrs. Yuigahama relaxed.

As if he didn't care about physical contact at all, he took the boy's arm again.

Two breads with cheese started again...

"Mama Yuigahama..."

Makoto Amano could only feel the astonishing softness, and the brain that was gradually turning red.

It's impossible to go on like this.

please stop your wife behavior...

"Can't you just call me mom? Anyway, we will be a family in the future, right?"

"This one……"

Makoto Amano felt that this sentence seemed familiar.

It seems that I heard it at Yukinoshita's house a few days ago.

"Could it be that Mr. Cheng's attitude towards my daughter is just for fun?"

"of course not……"

"The last time I saw the hickey on Yui's neck, my mother thought it was some brat who bullied my Yui."

Although Mrs. Yubihama kept squinting her eyes, Makoto Amano was still aware of the wife's scrutiny of him.

"I didn't expect it to be the gentle, honest and reliable beautiful boy Makoto. Yui must have bullied Makoto last time, right?"

"No, no, Yui never bullied me."

what a dangerous lady...

Dangerous in every way.

Makoto Amano had to pay 12 points of attention.

"Well, when is Cheng Jun planning to become a family with me?"

The bread bag is clamped tighter...

"If Yui and his wife are willing, after graduating from university..."

At that time, I probably almost had the confidence to open a harem in front of these wives.

Makoto Amano added silently in his heart.

"Both Mom and Yui won't object, but isn't it a bit far after graduating from university?"

Although Mrs. Yuigahama was satisfied with the answer, she still had a somewhat disappointed expression on her face.

"What do Cheng Jun's parents think? If you have time, would you like to come out for a meal together..."

"I...I live alone now."

Faced with his wife's attacks, Makoto Amano could no longer hide his orphan status.

"one person?"

Mrs. Yubihama opened her eyes, and she was keenly aware of the sadness that flashed across Makoto Amano's face.

"Well, my mother, she already..."

"Then... where's Dad?"

"It's been gone since as long as I can remember."

"Yes, sorry..."

Mrs. Yubihama did not expect that such an outstanding boy brought home by her daughter was actually an orphan.

"I seem to ask something that shouldn't be asked."

The young wife let go of the boy's arm with a distressed expression.

"No, it's nothing. I didn't say this to win other people's sympathy, so Yubihama's mother doesn't need to apologize."

Speaking of which, even Lianyi didn't know about it yet.

However, telling Mrs. Yuigahama now is probably equivalent to telling Yui.

"Um……"

Mrs. Yubibin began to admire the half-grown boy even more.

Even for high school students, it is difficult to live completely alone.

"Do you want to be my child sooner?"

The soft fingertips wrapped around the boy's shoulders, rested on the boy's chest, and then gradually wrapped around the boy's body forcefully.

Fengying's wife then clung tightly to the boy's back.

Mrs. Yuigahama offered a sincere invitation while comforting the boy.

She is a very sensual wife, and, like Yui, a very gentle woman.

"Mom will treat Cheng as her own child..."

"Thank you, but..."

Why do these ladies like to be my mother?

Although the ... on the back is hard for people to say no to, Makoto Amano feels that he can't favor one person over another.

Since everyone has already rejected Xuemu, it is better for Mrs. Yubihama to also refuse.

Otherwise, if the two mothers quarrel in the future, I will really die without a place to bury...

"mom!"

As soon as Yuigahama Yui returned home, she saw her mother posting her boyfriend.

"I've only been out for a while, and you..."

Mom is too much...

I will never bring Cheng home again next time!

The girl who went out to buy things was still wet with a lot of water, and now she stood in front of her mother and boyfriend who were stuck together, looking very embarrassed.

"Is it raining in Yuyi?"

Since just now, Amano Makoto has heard the sound of raindrops outside the house.

The sound is quite loud.

"Um……"

The girl took off her shoes in twos and put them in the cabinet, then walked in with wet black pantyhose.

"When will Mommy hold you?"

Yubihama Yui cared more about why the mother in front of her hugged her boyfriend like this than her wet state.

"Mom was just a hug from a mother's love..."

Mrs. Yubihama released Makoto Amano's body calmly, and then looked at her daughter who was in the rain with some concern.

"Yui hurry up and take a hot bath, even if it's summer, don't worry about catching a cold."

"understood……"

The girl planned to walk directly to the bathroom, but she felt that Makoto Amano and her mother could not stay together any longer.

What a motherly hug...

Mom is nothing like a mother.

Yuigahama Yui glared at his mother and Makoto Amano with an innocent look on his face.

Then he turned and walked to the bathroom.

The wet black silk feet left spots of water on the floor.

"Mom, hurry up and make dinner, and Cheng..."

The girl with the head of the tuanzi walked halfway back and grabbed the boy by the collar.

"Help me go upstairs and get... a change of... clothes."

I can't let Cheng be tempted by my mother anymore...

Yuigahama Yui blushed and pointed to her wet socks, she didn't want to bring water stains into the room.

Of course, more importantly, she didn't want her boyfriend to stand with her mother anymore.