So all the wives were waiting for me to break up with them.

The two words preceding it are pitiful: "If I don't want to participate, I don't want to. Anyway, I don't really want to meet you guys in person. You'll definitely laugh at me when you see me in person."

The phrase "pitiful two words" is a bit strange. What does it mean that seeing her in person would definitely make people laugh at her?

Is she ugly? But the people in the group aren't the type to judge by appearance.

Before the questions could even arise, a few people asked.

The two words preceding it are pitiful: 【Goodnight everyone.】

My handsome and considerate crush: [Goodnight.]

Ink and Wash Years: [Goodnight.]

After saying goodnight in the group chat, Ning Moxin closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, in Ning Mengmeng's home, Ning Mengmeng's bedroom was still brightly lit.

Ning Mengmeng and Chen Youzi are on the phone, discussing their grand plan.

"We need to take the initiative next, Yuzu."

"But..." As expected, Chen Youzi started with "but" again.

"Don't worry, Yuzu, I already have a plan. We just need to do this and that, and then we'll be able to form a pincer movement, and we'll definitely be able to... hahaha~~"

Ning Mengmeng spoke at length, and when she got to the part about her "bold and ambitious words," she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It's as if I can already see myself as the victor, saying the famous line to that aunt who doesn't respect me: "I will take care of my brother, so you don't need to worry."

The more she thought about it, the more smug she became, and she couldn't help but make a solemn vow to Chen Youzi.

“Yun Mingyue is reckless and Ning Moxin is dim-witted. As long as I, Ning Mengmeng, get serious, they are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs, which can be destroyed with a flick of the wrist.”

Chen Youzi blinked. After experiencing a real evening party, she was no longer as optimistic as usual.

She said with some concern, "It's good that you're confident, Mengmeng, but things won't go as smoothly as you think. Let's not be too optimistic."

"Yuzu! How could you boost others' morale while belittling your own?"

"But……"

"Youzi, don't hesitate, trust me, you won't go wrong." On the other end of the phone, Ning Mengmeng patted her chest loudly, something Chen Youzi could never do.

"Okay." Chen Youzi touched her conscience, which she couldn't grasp with both hands, and nodded gently.

The two girls agreed to hang up the phone.

Beep beep beep~~

Ning Mengmeng put down her phone, got up and stretched, took a change of clothes from the closet, hugged it to her chest, and walked out of the bedroom, ready to wash up and go to bed.

I just opened the door.

"Mother?!"

A furtive figure caught Ning Mengmeng's eye. "What are you doing standing at my door?"

"I..." Ning Qiyu's expression was incredibly complicated. She opened her mouth several times as if to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

Ning Mengmeng nudged Ning Qiyu curiously, "Mom? Why aren't you saying anything?"

After much hesitation, Ning Qiyu gently patted her daughter's shoulder, sighed deeply, and turned to leave.

Leaving Ning Mengmeng completely bewildered, she hugged her clothes tightly, muttering to herself, "Could it be that Mom has finally entered menopause?"

Although her mother, Ning Qiyu, has good genes and takes good care of herself, she has no wrinkles at all in her thirties, and her smooth skin is the envy of countless young women.

But Ning Qiyu is ultimately just an ordinary human being. No matter how much she looks like a fairy who doesn't eat the food of this world, she still needs to eat, poop, and of course, she will also go through menopause.

"Looks like I need to be nicer to my mom these days." Ning Mengmeng secretly made up her mind, intending to be a dutiful and obedient child in front of her mother.

It wasn't easy for Ning Qiyu to raise her all by herself, so naturally, she, as her daughter, should be more sensible.

…………

As night deepened, the two walked hand in hand through the deserted villa area, heading home.

"Now it's just the two of us. Without all the other women around, won't my little man feel lonely?"

"No," Zhou You replied quickly.

"Really can't?"

Yun Mingyue raised her little finger and traced it across the back of his hand. "If you're lonely, little brother, beg your older sister. Maybe I'll consider pretending to be someone else to keep you company."

She thought for a moment, then deliberately lowered her voice, making a strange sound, "Little male god~~ Xiao You~~ be gentle~~ don't touch there~~"

"..." Zhou You just stared blankly at Sister Hua, who was causing trouble again.

He really had no way to deal with this female demon.

Seeing his blank expression beside her, Yun Mingyue couldn't help but smile, and she roughly guessed what her little man was thinking.

There's a saying that goes, "The first to strike wins." If you think you can't win me over, you can try flirting with me before I do.

She thought for a moment and kindly offered him some advice, "For example, you could act like a domineering CEO, pin me against the wall, lift my chin, and say, 'Beautiful lady, you've caught my attention...'"

“…?” Zhou You stopped and looked at Yun Mingyue in surprise.

Yun Mingyue took a few steps back, leaned against the wall, raised her chin slightly, and half-closed her eyes, striking a pose as if she were at the mercy of others.

A soft smile and a low murmur.

"Little brother~~ want to give it a try?"

218. Let your sister make you feel comfortable.

Zhou You found himself used to Yun Mingyue's constant attempts to flirt with him, so he didn't resist at all; he was happy as long as he could get the benefits he wanted.

He's happy, she's happy, it's a win-win situation, isn't that great?

After some things were bound to happen, Zhou You and Yun Mingyue returned home.

No one was home as usual.

"Do you want warm milk again today?"

As Zhou You asked questions, he carried Yun Mingyue, who was clinging to him like an octopus, toward the sofa. Along the way, Yun Mingyue casually tossed her high heels to the decorative vase near the door.

"Of course I'll drink it. I also hope to surpass Chen Tangtang in the future." Yun Mingyue openly expressed her ambition.

"Sister Bing is naturally gifted, she didn't grow up by drinking milk, and drinking milk doesn't enlarge breasts."

Zhou You patiently explained that he later had time to look it up and found that the claim that papaya milk could enhance breast size was just a rumor. Papain can soften and tenderize meat, but it does not unclog mammary glands.

“But I’ve really gotten bigger recently, feel it if you don’t believe me.” Yun Mingyue pressed her fair skin against Zhou You’s chest. “I almost couldn’t fit into this dress that I got a few years ago.”

"It has gotten bigger."

Zhou You placed Yun Mingyue on the sofa and probed his conscience with his paw. "However, I think the credit mainly belongs to me. Sister Hua, you should thank me."

"Thank you? Okay, as a reward, I'll let you massage me for half an hour every day from now on." Yun Mingyue lay sprawled on the sofa, her legs crossed, ignoring the glimpses of her exposed skin, and allowing him to explore her freely.

If word got out that she was acting like she could take anything she wanted, countless people would be shocked.

"Hmm." She patted the sofa, gesturing for Zhou You to sit down. "There's no time like the present, let's see your skills today."

"Not drinking milk anymore?" Zhou You was about to stop and head to the kitchen.

Yun Mingyue gave him a look that said, "Are you stupid?" "You said drinking milk is useless, so what am I supposed to drink? Drinking so much water means I have to get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and it's so cold now. It's such a hassle. I can't really ask you to help me pee, can I?"

"That seems to make sense."

As Zhou You spoke, he walked over and sat down next to Yun Mingyue. Seeing her reclining gracefully, smiling at him without a trace of shyness, he unceremoniously extended his hand.

Sister Hua is his girlfriend, and she agrees, so what is there for him to hesitate about?

To ensure the effectiveness of the massage, it's best to take off your clothes.

rustling sounds~~

"Are you sure you can do it?" Yun Mingyue rolled her eyes at the little man who had been fumbling around on her body for ages without managing to undo her dress.

"How could I not be able to do it?"

"Then I'll give you a few more minutes."

A few minutes later.

Yun Mingyue lay on the sofa, trying not to laugh. Before Zhou You removed his hand from her bottom, he gently patted her.

Snapped!

"Stop laughing, and hurry up and take off your clothes yourself."

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore." Yun Mingyue reached to her waist, unfastened a hidden clasp, and then kicked it, sending the unbelievably expensive dress rolling under the coffee table.

After Zhou You and Yun Mingyue finished undressing, he gently held her in his hands, his fingers lightly gliding over her lower body, pressing down lightly and gently, making her change shape.

"Mmm~~Mmm~~"

"Sister Hua, could you please keep quiet..."

"Okay~~ Hmm~~ Sister, no~~ Ah~~ make a sound~~"

"..."

"..."

Half an hour later, Zhou You picked up Yun Mingyue, carried her upstairs to the second floor, went into the bedroom, and placed her on the big bed.

He looked at the woman who had just finished her massage and had a very comfortable expression on her face, and said, "Sister Hua, you lie down for a while. I'm going to take a hot shower to make myself feel better."

"You want to feel comfortable? It's easy enough!" Yun Mingyue picked up her pajamas, put them on, and pushed him onto the bed. "Today, I'll let you be the host for a while, as a return gift for the massage we just had."

She gave him a big smile and said, "Master Zhou, please sit down and rest. I'll bring you a basin of water to soak your feet."

"so good?"

"Serving Master Zhou is what I should do."

When Zhou You heard President Yun Mingyue calling him "Master Zhou" so sweetly, acting like a doting wife, he felt incredibly comfortable all over.

I couldn't help but feel elated.

The wicked feudal landlord class really knew how to enjoy life.