All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

In her memory, Liu Chuyun had always been a strong, powerful, and self-respecting woman, noble and elegant, worthy of respect, and able to protect herself and brave the storms. She felt that there seemed to be no man in the world worthy of Yun's mother.

Even if there were, they should be tested by oneself—Liu Qingqing thought so naively when she was still a young girl.

But as time went by, Liu Chuyun, his closest family member, had found a lover in a place he couldn't see or know.

But it was a boy who was younger than him, or even his junior.

Moreover, she was so humble, so indulgent, and so contemptuous of herself in front of him.

Even... Liu Qingqing never imagined that one day she would associate such a word with Liu Chuyun, whom she admired and who was like a sister and a mother to her.

That is "licentiousness"...

If the last time was an accident, and I was the one who barged in abruptly, and it was my fault, then it's understandable that Liu Chuyun and Jiang Tang would do those things, since it's a relationship.

But now, Liu Chuyun gives people the feeling that she is promiscuous... she doesn't need anyone else except the man in front of her, and she can even ignore her own family.

Tears flowed down and lingered for a long time.

Because of Liu Chuyun's changes, she became a stranger to Liu Qingqing, someone she didn't know how to view.

A long time passed, or perhaps not so long, but because Liu Qingqing was completely stunned in place, she felt that a long time had passed.

Jiang Tang and Liu Chuyun's demands and desires for each other finally ceased. With a heavy sigh, their chests heaved violently as their rosy lips and tongues parted.

Liu Chuyun's face was as red as a ripe honey fruit, her eyes were alluring, yet there was a hint of tears glistening in them.

She seemed to know everything she had done, and knew everything.

But she chose to run away, and didn't even have the courage to look in the direction of Liu Qingqing.

Jiang Tang pulled her forcefully into his arms, and Liu Chuyun obediently pressed her cheek against his strong chest, burying herself in his embrace, quietly and trembling as she enjoyed the tenderness.

He never once looked at Liu Qingqing.

She knew what she was like: naked, wearing an apron, and shameless.

They also knew Jiang Tang's attitude.

But between Liu Qingqing and Jiang Tang, she chose Jiang Tang.

Faced with Liu Qingqing and herself, she chose to run away...

Jiang Tang looked at Liu Qingqing, his gaze a mixture of provocation and pity.

To the girl who witnessed this scene that was enough to shake her worldview.

Liu Qingqing, looking utterly dejected, stood up from in front of the two of them, leaning against the wall beside her.

Then, for reasons unknown, she lowered her head and apologized in a weak voice, her sobs barely audible.

"...I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have barged in, I'm so sorry..."

Or perhaps this is the best solution while one's rationality has not been completely lost.

She compromised because, firstly, it was indeed her fault, and secondly, she still wanted to restore things to normal with Liu Chuyun; she didn't want to lose her aunt.

Jiang Tang saw that she was still shedding tears, and that when she looked at him, her gaze held less hatred and more timidity.

He may have felt satisfied, but he still smiled and gently stroked Liu Chuyun's buttocks beside him, giving them a firm squeeze, which elicited a soft moan from Liu Chuyun, who was in a daze and lost in thought.

Her legs even went weak and she wanted to kneel down, but she managed to stay upright by clinging tightly to Jiang Tang's chest and gripping his clothes with her right hand.

Liu Qingqing saw this scene, and her gaze grew increasingly dark and lifeless.

Sometimes, one's outlook on life, the world, and love can be completely overturned in an instant.

“You’ve come at the right time. I was just talking about you with Chu Yun.”

"..."

Liu Qingqing's shoulders trembled violently. She couldn't understand the meaning behind the words of this devil in a handsome body. Was it sarcasm? Or something else...?

"Anyway, I've had my fun, so I won't disturb your conversation with your aunt any longer."

How can you use the word "amusement" to describe your own concubine? Is your own concubine just a toy for your amusement?

But no one paid attention to the turbulent emotions in Liu Qingqing's heart.

Jiang Tang and Liu Chuyun gazed at each other tenderly, each regarding the other as an important person.

"Chu Yun, I'm going to the living room now." Jiang Tang's tone softened at this moment.

"...Yes, dinner will be ready soon, Jiang Tang, just bear with it a little longer..."

Liu Chuyun responded shyly and adorably by lowering her head.

--"dinner"?

--"endure?"

These ordinary words, flowing into Liu Qingqing's mind, involuntarily conjured up many lewd images in her mind.

My aunt has changed; because of this man… she has become shameless!

In fact, Liu Qingqing really wanted to know why this was happening and wanted to persuade Liu Chuyun to turn back. Therefore, she cherished the opportunity that Jiang Tang gave them to be alone together.

Jiang Tang then whispered something intimately into Liu Chuyun's ear.

Liu Qingqing didn't know what he said, but she knew that her aunt's face was as red as a peach, all the way to her ears.

She responded with a very meek and timid, coquettish tone.

"……Yes."

As you can imagine, what follows is a period of time alone for this... "mother and daughter".

How interesting that would be!

186 Your love is far less than mine

Jiang Tang left, exiting through the kitchen door and brushing past Liu Qingqing, who remained silent with her head down.

He suddenly paused, and took a thoughtful sniff.

A strange scent lingered around Liu Qingqing.

The smell was one that Jiang Tang was actually very familiar with; it couldn't fool his nose.

He gazed deeply at Liu Qingqing; she was as captivating as he had been in that unpleasant memory.

Today, Liu Qingqing was wearing a thin yet elegant dress: a white school uniform-style shirt with a design at the collar resembling a girl's sailor uniform. Black silk threads at the chest were tied into a bow shape, with butterfly wings fluttering down lightly, giving her a pure and lovely appearance.

Her lower body was clad in a common gray pleated skirt that was a few inches above her knees, paired with black over-the-knee socks, while her delicate feet were hidden in matching black women's leather shoes.

Because she is related to Liu Chuyun by blood, Liu Qingqing's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Liu Chuyun's, so her looks are undeniable. If she were still a student, she would probably be selected as one of the most beautiful girls in the whole school, or even the class beauty, department beauty, or school beauty.

But Jiang Tang thought of some words that were even more offensive: "flat-chested version of Liu Chuyun, teenage version of Liu Chuyun".

It sounds incredibly impolite, and he wouldn't be foolish enough to say something like that in front of Liu Qingqing.

But the phrase "pure and lovely"...

Jiang Tang chuckled to himself, "Let it go."

In a sense, Liu Qingqing seems to have been deceived for too long by her self-perceived dignified demeanor. Deep down, she is just like Liu Chuyun, yearning for love and desire.

Otherwise, why didn't she leave when she was at the door last time?

Why did he keep listening to the sounds of himself and Liu Chuyun making love, and even until the end, he was still reluctant to leave?

"...Have you seen enough?"

Liu Qingqing finally couldn't bear Jiang Tang's constant gaze any longer. She raised her head, glared at him with a mixture of resentment and pity, and said in a slightly harsh tone.

At this moment, she appeared very righteous and indignant, as if she were irreconcilably opposed to people like Jiang Tang.

Jiang Tang touched his nose, a playful smile playing on his lips.

Liu Qingqing was actually very afraid of him showing that kind of smile, because her body couldn't help it...

Some places would itch, and it felt like a devil was whispering and anticipating in my heart, anticipating him doing something naughty, anticipating the approach of his handsome face, anticipating his strength and everything about him...

But Liu Qingqing suppressed this point very well.

She believed she could overcome this instinct.

Because of the education she received from childhood, and because of her dignified character and loyal, conservative nature.

It was also because of the role model that Liu Chuyun had always been a role model for her, even though that role model now... seemed to have collapsed somewhat.

But she still believed in herself...

"If not, would you still be willing to let me enjoy it?"

Jiang Tang used the word "appreciation," which is itself a form of praise—a subtle praise, praising the girl's body and her appearance.

But who knew that Jiang Tang wasn't being sarcastic?

Liu Qingqing's pretty face flushed red, but then turned pale.

"No!"

She answered decisively, pushed open the kitchen door in front of her, and went inside.

Jiang Tang smiled slightly and didn't press the matter further. Instead, he returned to Liu Chuyun's living room, lay down comfortably on the sofa, and prepared to rest for a while before getting up to try Chuyun's cooking.

He's been really looking forward to this.

In the kitchen, Liu Qingqing gripped the hem of her skirt tightly and walked step by step toward the woman wearing a nude apron who was busy preparing dinner for Jiang Tang.

A woman she knew intimately, yet felt utterly unfamiliar with at that moment.

Her aunt, Liu Chuyun.

With the range hood turned on, Jiang Tang, who was in the living room, couldn't hear their conversation unless it escalated into a heated argument.

Liu Chuyun continued to avoid Liu Qingqing's gaze, pretending to be calm as she prepared the Sichuan dish in front of her.

But it was still very obvious that she cared a lot, because Liu Chuyun's face was flushed red with intense shame.

"Spicy diced chicken..." Liu Qingqing murmured weakly.

"But doesn't he know you're allergic to chili peppers?"

Then she noticed the red patches on Liu Chuyun's wrist.