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Therefore, Wang Bo was actually busy during the afternoon not only because of his family, but also because he wanted to get some living expenses. Currently, he was in an extremely difficult situation. Naturally, this was the only situation …

I can borrow it from my comrades.

Yang Xin took out his Apple 5, which he had not used for many days, and already had an idea. Rather than selling it, he might as well give it to him as a favor.

What Xiao Yao had taken a fancy to were those with extraordinary temperament. She had never had the money to buy them, so she could only wear those useless clothes.

Yang Xin felt his heart ache just by looking at it, so he bought a lot of clothes for He Xiaoyao in the afternoon. He Xiaoyao felt that this was not good.

Thinking about it, Yang Xin had treated her so well, she had already admitted in her heart that Yang Xin was her boyfriend. Even if she had to do such an excessive thing to her, she would not …

There would be complaints.

Actually, when he said it well, Yang Xin felt that He Xiaoyao treated her better than she treated her. After all, she was saving money to give him a birthday present and he was taking it.

The meaning of buying things she liked with money was very different.

In the afternoon, Yang Xin brought He Xiaoyao home. He Yun had already finished cooking and when he saw He Xiaoyao and the rest were back, he closed the door and led them to the second floor.

"Xiao Yao, how much money did you spend on making hair and buying so many clothes?" He Yun asked in a serious tone with her head lowered. She was young.

She had expected Mommy to blame her.

"Mom, Xiao Yao has also grown up, so she can't keep wearing those clothes. That's why I brought him to buy quite a few clothes today. Don't blame Xiao Yao." poplar

The new voice spoke.

"Xiao Xin, I'm not talking to you, you can't spoil her too much. Come with me to the kitchen, I have something to tell you. Xiao Yao, go back to your room and pack up first."

"It's time to eat." He Yun said.

"Yes." He Xiaoyao lowered her head and said obediently. Laughing mischievously at Yang Xin from behind, Yang Xin helplessly shook his head.

Arriving at the kitchen, He Yun turned around and looked at Yang Xin seriously. Yang Xin was also a bit startled and asked, "Mother, why are you being so serious?

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"Although godmother loves you dearly, you have to listen to her for once." He Yun said, as she nodded her head and listened seriously.

"Promise me that every time you come back to see Xiao Yao, you have to come back to your house. Your mom is sick, do you know?" He Yun said as he looked at Yang Xin.

"Oh, I'll be back in a moment. Godmother, I've troubled you." Yang Xin nodded, every time he returned, he would directly return to He Xiaoyao's home, and visit his neighbors.

What would they think? Maybe they were all saying that He Yun was Old Yang's son?

How could Yang Xin think of such insignificant matters of the world? After listening to He Yun's explanation, Yang Xin finally understood a little, so as to not make things too difficult for He Yun.

"How much did you spend on Xiao Yao today?" He Yun asked with unease.

"Not much, what I spent on her was what I wanted. Godmother, I would like to buy it for you too, but it would be too bad if it was bought in the open …"

So I didn't buy it. " Yang Xin had never bought anything for He Yun before, so he didn't really feel that it was right.

"I thought godmother meant that. Would I even be jealous of my own daughter?" He Yun amorously rolled her eyes at Yang Xin, "Mother wants to save some money for you.

It's not easy to make money either. "

"En, godmother, don't worry, I will." Yang Xin nodded, his heart once again warmed. This kind of caring words, no one had ever told him before …

After all, he didn't know how to save money. When he was an assassin, he could never spend all of his money. The extra money was stored in his bank account.

"Then I'll go cook. You can accompany Xiao Yao."

He Yun nodded her head. Today, He Yun was wearing white western pants, with a white long-sleeved shirt on top.

The towering mountain peaks had always been like that, it made Yang Xin's heart itch a little when he saw it.

"What are you still standing there for?" He Yun saw that Yang Xin was staring at his body in a daze, and could not help but ask. Yang Xin came back to his senses, and started to speak seriously.

Ask, "What mother? I... I'm already good to Xiao Yao, will you still treat me like how you treated me in the past? "

"Yes, why?" He Yun looked at Yang Xin's somewhat sad appearance and his heart also felt sour.

"Mother …" Yang Xin sobbed and buried his face in He Yun's bosom. A burst of fragrance filled his heart, and He Yun stroked Yang Xin.

He didn't know what to say to comfort her.

"Godmother, I don't want to …" The relationship that Yang Xin wanted to maintain with her was one that could be ambiguous, but He Yun was a traditional conservative woman.

It was impossible to let Yang Xin cross over.

"In the future …" In the future, you can do it, but you can't cross over to your godmother, you know? The godmother didn't know how to face Xiao Yao, much less …

"I know how to meet people in the future …"

He Yun had not seen a man for almost ten years, so she also wanted to marry him. However, Xiao Yao was still young, and if marrying a family member was bad, then she would have to marry him.

Looking after the other party's child, his future days would be miserable.

She did not dare think about it, but at the same time, she was satisfied with Yang Xin, she was also satisfied with herself.

Apart from emotions and reason, everything else was difficult to control.

With the experience from last time, Yang Xin undid He Yun's buckle and directly reached out to touch them, searching for comfort on those two round, plump peaks.

Every single time, she would always push Yang Xin away.

Today, Yang Xin kissed those enchanting mountain ranges, and felt the waves of fragrance off from them. After a while, He Yun's legs actually tightened, and he squeezed Yang Xin's head even harder.

knew He Yun's reaction as she pulled out the jade pendant with her other hand.

In a few moments, He Yun had reached fairyland, her face extremely red. In a moment, she started to feel embarrassed, if she really did do that, she would be even more embarrassed.

It was too late for regret.

"You made your godmother feel … I'm a bad woman. " He Yun lowered her head and said.

"Mom, we're not related by blood, so you don't have to blame yourself. This is normal." Yang Xin helped her buckle her clothes, and then he looked at the area below Yang Xin.

The tent always made him leave in embarrassment.

"En, Lil 'Xin, from now on, don't be like this anymore. If Xiaoyao finds out, it'll be really amazing." He Yun shook his head and said.

There would always be a lot of regret.

Yang Xin wanted to say more, but He Yun opened the door and let Yang Xin out. Yang Xin had no choice but to walk out, and suddenly, He Yun called out to him.

"It's best if you go home for this meal. You haven't gone back to see them for quite some time."

"Okay, then I'll tell Xiao Yao and go back." Yang Xin knew that her heart was at odds with him, and he had almost made her do something proper.

It was heavy, and so was Yang Xin's heart, in order not to embarrass himself over a meal, it was not good to split up.

Yang Xin bid farewell to Xiao Yao before returning home. After returning home, he no longer had the usual kind smile on his face, but rather, it was cold and cheerless.

In the main hall, Old Yang was smoking a pipe. Seeing Yang Xin return, he lifted his eyelids in surprise, but quickly calmed down.

"Where's Mom?" At this moment, when Yang Xin called his mother, it actually went a bit smoothly. He did not know if it was because of this body, but he felt that there was no more of that feeling …

Obstruct.

"She's resting in her room." Old Yang replied and continued smoking.

Yang Xin did not ask any further and walked in. It was dark in the room and Yang Xin got annoyed when he saw a sickly face lying on the bed. In Yang Xin's heart, his heart, was still the same.

The woman on the bed was still able to clearly see the calmness as she stood at the door.