Sir, this is not how bad women are used.

I feel ashamed.

Chu Yan changed the subject and started to paint a big picture:

"I have actually been planning how to bring Mother Josephine to Weilin and the others, and then I will openly tell them that you are also my mother, and your love for me is no less than theirs.

But Mother Josephine, you have been depressed for so long because of this. When Weilin and the others question you, I won’t be able to defend you!"

Josephine's haggard eyes suddenly glowed with a different kind of brilliance. She couldn't believe her ears:

"Chu Yan, my child, are you...are you really going to confess our affairs to Weilin and the others?!"

Will you call me mother in front of them?"

Chu Yan looked troubled. He sighed and nodded, pretending to be profound:

"There is such a plan. And it is not some empty plan with long-term considerations. It is the kind that...just lacks an opportunity to execute it!"

Josephine was definitely looking forward to this kind of thing. She was a bit like a gossip mommy hiding out from the public, eager to establish her official identity in front of the legal mommy and unwilling to remain in a secretive relationship.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"I'm not asking you, Mother Josephine, to do anything, but to sincerely put me in an important position. Otherwise, even if I understand your difficulties, will Weilin and the others be willing to believe it?"

"..."

Josephine nodded slightly. She thought about it calmly and understood Chu Yan's real intention. She knew that he was trying to comfort her in different ways and wanted to "force" her to get over the feeling of being let down by her compatriots.

She pursed her lips and said:

"My child, even though you probably just want to comfort me, mommy takes it seriously!"

Chu Yan nodded seriously.

He was not just talking big. Once he had secured the relationship with Mother Losta, he would then take this step-nun back to meet his parents.

"Ahem, look, Mother Josephine, I wanted to help you get used to it and let you see virtue with your own eyes, but you were so depressed lately that I was put off."

"...You don't have to worry about whether Mom is sad or not, just do it with force!"

Chu Yan shook his head and said firmly:

"That's not good. I can't do that... In short, it's normal to be depressed, but you can't be depressed for too long, otherwise you will delay a lot of important things."

"I see... I think it's probably because my loss of control has worsened, which is why I've been depressed for so long. Please forgive me, kid, okay?"

Josephine wanted to ask Chu Yan to help her with an injection, but Chu Yan had to go back soon. If she got an injection, she might meet "Mei De" without realizing it.

After thinking about it, Chu Yan decided to let Josephine take a dose of "Virtue Potion" orally this time.

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When Chu Yan was about to leave, Theresa had just returned home after helping Galana and the others with their work and ran into him.

Based on the idea of ​​not favoring one over the other, Chu Yan also fed Therese a dose of "virtue potion", and Josephine came up to compete for this bitter medicine.

After a long struggle, Chu Yan finally returned to his nest safely, so he was not late.

Weilin urged Chu Yan to come back on time at noon, which made Chu Yan feel a little nervous when he returned home in the evening, as if something big was going to happen.

But in fact it was still very peaceful. The sumptuous dinner was cooked by the little maid of Morning Star and several other maids. It seemed that the maid sisters of Morning Star also came to help out briefly, in preparation for their future service to the Dragon Lord.

At least I've made myself familiar with him.

However, the maids in the princess's house were very strict in this regard. They did not dare to go in or out rashly for fear of disturbing them, so they cooked the dishes and brought them over directly, and then asked Qimingxing to pay attention to Chu Yan's dining evaluation.

After the sumptuous dinner, nothing happened and the topics at the table were very ordinary.

By eight or nine o'clock in the evening, everyone in the mansion had finished bathing and were chatting, waiting to go to bed.

Chu Yan and Weilin came to the house next door and prepared to go to bed.

But tonight's schedule includes some parent-child communication before going to bed.

Weilin was wrapped in a bath towel, which was supported by her body to show her amazing curves. Her face was rosy and slightly flushed. This was the beautiful figure of the beautiful mother who had just taken a hot bath. Her skin was white and rosy, like a lotus emerging from water, but her whole body exuded a warm breath.

She caressed the boy's face tenderly, and spoke in a low voice, like a lover's whisper:

"Chu Yan, you didn't tell Tiffany about tonight's plans, did you?"

Chu Yan and Weilin claimed to the public that they had gone out at night and were doing some exercise to digest their food after dinner. This statement was especially made to Tiffany, but in fact, the mother and son just walked around for a few steps and went straight back to the mansion.

Chu Yan was a little scared of this kind of behavior. If Tiffany's mommy knew about it later, she would definitely punish him. But if he didn't do it now, Weilin's mommy would be angry.

"No, I've been with Mommy Weilin since we went out for a walk. How could I have the time to tell Mommy Tiffany about this..."

"That's good. Let Tiffany stay alone in the empty room tonight, and let her move in tomorrow.

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Let this woman like to regard that bedroom as her own territory."

The beautiful dragon lady with long red hair snorted softly. She remembered something and frowned with a hint of anger.

Chu Yan didn't need to think too much. It must be that when he was out for a walk, Weilin's mommy and Tiffany's mommy had a small conflict over the bedroom issue, which led to what happened tonight, right?

"Don't be angry, forget about those troubles!"

Weilin felt Chu Yan's gaze and responded with a gentle "hmm" with eyes as soft as water.

The charm of motherhood's selfless tolerance flows in every affectionate look.

As they stared at each other, their eye contact distance narrowed, and the distance between their noses also decreased. Weilin's slender hand gently stroked Chu Yan's growing tenacity.

Just when the conversation was about to become close-range, the bedroom curtains were slightly lifted, and Tiffany suddenly appeared in the room.

Her beautiful eyes looked at Weilin teasingly, and she slapped Weilin's hand away, saying with a smile:

"Weilin, what's going on? Why did you come here for a night run? And don't you always talk about bottom line and other nonsense?"

Weilin's heart was in a panic, but her graceful and beautiful face did not show much emotion. She said in a cold voice:

"The night run is over. What's the problem? This is not within the scope of the bottom line!"

Chapter 23: Jedi Against Chicken (-)

There is reason to suspect that Tiffany came in at the right time.

Weilin and Chu Yan had just created such an emotional atmosphere that pink love bubbles were almost floating in the air, but Tiffany just happened to appear and interrupted it to the extreme.

Weilin's face darkened visibly, her anger clearly written all over her face.

Although Tiffany had foiled Weilin's conspiracy, she was not in a good mood. If her sense of smell was a little duller, Weilin might have succeeded.

"Is this your sneaky trick, Weilin? Not only did you kidnap my precious son here, but you also did something shady!"

Weilin was almost laughing at Tiffany's words. How could someone be so unreasonable? !

Weilin crossed her arms across her chest with a very impolite attitude. Her arms were clearly held in dissatisfaction, but the two heavy lumps of fruit flesh pressed on her arms, and it looked as if Weilin could not bear the burden, so she had to support them with her hands.

"Tiffany, you really have the nerve to say that. Who is the one who did more shady things? What were you and Chu Yan doing in the middle of the night when I came?"

This kind of confrontation obviously was not a problem for Tiffany.

She and Weilin have huge differences in some concepts. When their underlying concepts are different, arguing about the right and wrong of an issue is tantamount to a waste of emotion.

You talked about the sun for a long time, but I was talking about the moon.

"What are my little baby and I doing? We are sleeping peacefully together, heart to heart and body to body. Is there a problem?"

"Yes, what Chu Yan and I did was not as excessive as what you did. How dare you say that this is inappropriate?"

"It's different. In my parenting philosophy, this is a normal parent-child conversation, but you always keep talking about the bottom line. I'm helping you, Weilin, to be firm in yourself~"

Weilin sneered.

She knew that Tiffany was going to start her rhetorical tricks again, and was ready to shift the focus to her, Weilin's "bottom line definition", trying to switch the concepts, and during the fierce debate, take the right to interpret this "bottom line" while the other party was not paying attention.

"It's not your place, Tiffany, to tell me the bottom line between me and my children."

She said this coldly, without giving in in her momentum, but she had already sent out the signal that she "refuses to argue with you, Tiffany."

Don't try to discuss points with sophists, and don't try to engage in verbal battles, as these are all meaningless.

Weilin walked around Tiffany and held her child again. She made it clear that her focus should not be on competing with Tiffany, but on Chu Yan.

Even though a normal parent-child tryst was disrupted by an "uninvited guest", the focus itself will not change.

Under a curtain of white bath towel, two plump and round legs of a young woman strode towards the bed, her hands tightly clasped with Chu Yan's five fingers:

"Let's go into bed and talk slowly!"

This strategy is indeed the best choice to deal with Tiffany.

Tiffany is extremely good at verbal attacks. Even if Weilin's defenses are not broken, she will not be able to gain the upper hand in the argument and it will be difficult for her to defeat Tiffany.

In this situation, "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen" is the way Tiffany can least deal with it.

It's childish and very naughty, but no matter how good your speaking skills are, it will be useless if the other party simply ignores you.

This is probably what it means to be foolishly wise. The most inconspicuous means are often the best way to undermine intelligence and talent.

However, Tiffany is not helpless.

If the negotiations cannot go on, the next step will be a fight on the battlefield.

Weilin pulled Chu Yangang to sit down, and the charming woman with purple hair followed closely. Her delicate body clung to the big boy's back softly.

Although there was infinite beauty in that gentle touch, Chu Yan was secretly sweating in his heart.

It seems calm now, but it won't be long before a new round of confrontation begins. He will be caught between the two.

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It will only make it more difficult!

You must know that in the first round of verbal battle, Weilin had chosen to refuse to fight with Tiffany, who was proficient in verbal sophistry.

This is a good strategy, but it is also a way of avoiding war. If you continue to avoid it, there will be problems!

It's easy to be crushed by momentum.

But in the subsequent battlefield, Tiffany also had no bottom line, but Weilin stuck to this point, which put her at a natural disadvantage.

Under these circumstances, the deterioration of their relationship seemed to be foreseeable...

Chu Yan knew that he had to intervene. He couldn't say that the little heads were all energetic and motivated while the big heads chose to shrink and play dead.

"Wait for me, I'll go get a glass of water..."

Chu Yan forced himself to remain calm. He first picked up Weilin's plump body while carrying Tiffany on his back, and placed her on the pillow for her to sit comfortably. Then he gently bent down, put his hands behind his back, hooked the purple-haired mommy on his back to his front, and placed her safely on the other side of the bed.

Tiffany held his face in time and warned him lightly:

"Don't pretend to drink water and sneak away. Mommy will catch you wherever you go!"

Chu Yan blushed slightly and nodded seriously:

"How can you doubt me like this? Then count down for five minutes. I'll go downstairs to get a glass of water and I'll bring you one too!

Stop arguing and wait for me for five minutes."

After getting the nods from the two beautiful mothers, Chu Yan quickly ran downstairs to drink some water and poured a glass for each of them.

He silently counted down to five minutes in his mind, his brain quickly thinking of countermeasures. This was the few remaining times he had to prepare for the battle!

"I thought the situation had only just begun to get serious when Mommy Losta arrived, but I didn't expect that I'm already sweating profusely just now..."

Chu Yan couldn't do two things at the same time, and would be forced to choose someone to confront. How to choose became a hidden danger!

Now he went back to the bedroom. No matter what he said or did, as long as Weilin and Tiffany raised the question of "Who are you going to contradict first", Chu Yan would be in trouble.

Chu Yan’s math skills were not very good, but he kept one thing in mind: triangle is the most stable structure!

We must gather three mommies to balance the power and break up the current situation of confrontation between the two levels.

The current confrontation will only harm innocent people, so we need to ask Evelyn's mother to help disperse the fire.

Time waits for no one. Chu Yan swiftly came to the window and cast the Black Ice Dragon's innate magic with extremely light force.

However, he didn't actually release it. He just went through the preparation process of chanting, so the magical aura didn't leak out too strongly.

But this is enough.

Chu Yan's application of this innate magic was originally obtained directly from Evelyn through [Harmony]. She is best able to capture the magical aura of this moment.