They're all wrong.

Chu Xiunan quickly withdrew his hands from Aunt Yue, and his handsome face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

It’s strange to say, he has lived three lives, although not too long, but it’s been several decades at most. Why does he feel shy in front of Aunt Yue?

This was probably related to his tendency to be obsessed with mature women, coupled with the fact that Aunt Yue often teased him for fun, which almost led to him developing a kind of PTSD - thinking about it this way, Aunt Yue's influence on him really couldn't be ignored!

"Hehe~, Nan'er, why are you blushing?"

Looking at Chu Xiunan's cute embarrassed look, Qin Xiangyue couldn't help but chuckle with her hands covering her lips. She leaned close to Chu Xiunan's ear without any hesitation, and the elegant fragrance that came out of her lips was tinged with a bit of a weird scent.

"Are you shy, Nan'er? You're so cute... (You're so cute that I can't help but want to eat you right here~)"

Of course, in order to avoid causing unnecessary vigilance to Chu Xiunan, Qin Xiangyue just silently completed the words in brackets in her heart.

"Aunt Yue...I'm afraid of you. As the dean, you must have other things to do, right?"

Chu Xiunan decisively changed the subject. If he couldn't afford to offend, could he not avoid it?

"Oh~, you're disgusted with me so quickly, could it be that Nan'er has fallen for a pretty female teacher in the academy and is urging me to leave? Who is it? Do you want me to help you get in touch with her?"

Qin Xiangyue teased Chu Xiunan with a smile, as if she had no intention of leaving.

[If I were such a superficial person, I would have eaten you alive long ago.] Chu Xiunan muttered inwardly without saying anything.

"Forget it, forget it. Since Nan'er wants Aunt to leave so much, then Aunt will leave. But Nan'er, you must be careful when you act here, don't..."

Qin Xiangyue stood up slowly and pretended to leave, still "chattering" and warning Chu Xiunan.

"Please leave quickly." Chu Xiunan decisively interrupted Aunt Yue's nonsense spellcasting and provided her with good service.

After Qin Xiangyue left, the office returned to its former tranquility, which made Chu Xiunan breathe a sigh of relief.

242. Aunt Yue is drunk? (Fixed)

Come to think of it, I've watched this child grow up. Why do I inexplicably feel a sense of satisfaction as if I were raising a neighbor's toddler?

Hmm... Is this considered stealing from the company? It's a small question. Nan'er has never felt the love of his mother since he was a child. It's reasonable for me, his dearest aunt, to help him deeply feel the warmth of "maternal love", right?

Qin Xiangyue believed that since Nan'er was her closest junior, she naturally had the obligation to let him feel the tight, warm and moist motherly love, and to make him linger on it.

Just thinking about it was enough to make her excited. Fortunately, tonight was the perfect time to taste her own cabbage, and it was worth her waiting for so long.

So... let's save the sentimental words for the evening, when it will be more appropriate~! By the way, I have to find something for Yue'er to do, I can't let this girl ruin my good things~.

At this moment, Qin Xiangyue was filled with the joy of a good harvest. Her bright eyes, staring at Chu Xiunan, showed not only endless tenderness but also a strange light, which made Chu Xiunan shudder.

"sure."

Seeing that Aunt Yue seemed to be acting strange again, Chu Xiunan smiled awkwardly and quickly slipped out of her office. In Qin Xiangyue's eyes, his hurried back looked so cute and so... tempting.

When Chu Xiunan went to his office, an absurd thought suddenly popped up in his mind - could it be that the person Aunt Yue had always liked be him?

After all, Aunt Yue had basically never had any contact with the opposite sex, and Aunt Yue's closeness to him had often far exceeded the scope of family affection.

The most important thing is, the way she looked at him just now made him think too much.

However, ever since he and Aunt Yue met, Qin Xiangyue always acted casually in front of him, either charming or playful, so he was not sure whether Aunt Yue was always in that delicate and charming state in front of her family.

Besides, with Aunt Yue's experience and status, she has seen all kinds of men, why did she like him? Wait, if Aunt Yue really likes him, then the only thing that can make Aunt Yue have that kind of feelings for him is the thing that helped her get rid of the "Moon Cold Poison".

But I was only about seven or eight years old at that time. It was obviously unreasonable for Aunt Yue to fall in love with me just because of this.

After careful consideration, Chu Xiunan finally decided that the possibility of the answer "Aunt Yue likes me" was very small, so he simply stopped worrying about it.

At least, no matter what, Aunt Yue always cares about him and would never harm him.

Just when Chu Xiunan came back to his senses, the soft and crisp voice of a young girl immediately caught his attention.

"Teacher, how do I get to the class on this note?"

Chu Xiunan looked in the direction of the sound, where a pretty little girl was standing, holding a note labeled "Class 2, 3, Junior High School, Shengying Academy" - although it was their first meeting, he unexpectedly felt very close to her.

[Class 2 and 3? Isn't this Yuanyuan and her classmates' class? ]

Chu Xiunan suppressed his inner doubts, patiently and gently pointed out the direction for the little girl.

"Okay, thank you, Dad~."

The little girl smiled sweetly, her eyes narrowed into lovely crescent shapes, and her delicate voice made Chu Xiunan feel extremely happy.

"It's okay. You're welcome."

Chu Xiunan smiled gently, bent down and rubbed the little girl's head, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Wait, what did you call me?"

"Ah~! I'm sorry, teacher. I recognized the wrong person. You look too much like my father, so I made a slip of the tongue. Please don't mind."

The little girl raised her pink fist as if in self-blame, knocked her head gently, and stuck out her pink tongue like a spoiled child.

However, even though she explained it this way, the strange feeling in Chu Xiunan's heart did not dissipate. Instead, it gradually expanded and became stronger and stronger.

Especially when he smelled the sweet milky scent on her body, Chu Xiunan's heart skipped a beat for some reason, and he asked, "What's your name?"

"Tongtong? Tongtong's name is Chu Xintong, which was given to her by her beloved father. Do you think it sounds nice, teacher?"

Chu Xintong responded to Chu Xiunan with a childish voice that sounded like the sound of nature. When she mentioned the word "Dad", her gorgeous blood-red and purple eyes suddenly sparkled with an incomparably bright light.

That light and joyful tone expressed her love and longing for her father without any concealment. Even Chu Xiunan could not help but be infected by her emotions and envy the man she was talking about.

"It sounds good."

Chu Xiunan couldn't help but scratch Chu Xintong's small and straight nose, and the end of his words unconsciously carried a hint of doting that he himself didn't even notice.

The girl in front of him, named Chu Xintong, had deep and charming long purple-black hair, skin as delicate and soft as mutton-fat white jade, a pretty face without any flaws, pointed and tender earlobes like elves, and a thin and pink cherry mouth. All these beautiful things combined together formed her beautiful and charming face, like a fairy among flowers walking out of a scroll, showing her youthful charm that was about to bloom, and she looked so exquisite and lovable.

Looking at Chu Xintong's soft and tender little face with a faint blush, Chu Xiunan couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pinched her fair and tender face slightly offensively. The soft and smooth touch, with a little bit of warm body temperature, was far beyond Chu Xiunan's imagination, so soft and smooth that he couldn't let it go.

Chu Xiunan only felt that he was touching the water silk formed by trickles of water. The delicate and comfortable touch was accompanied by a little slippery, as if it would slip away from his hands if he was not careful.

Therefore, Chu Xiunan subconsciously used a little strength, and his fingers easily sank into the tender cheeks of Chu Xintong, allowing a larger area to come into contact with the soft and tender touch, making the already extremely comfortable feeling even better.

Of course, it also caused the little girl in front of him to let out a soft and tender moan. She was looking at Chu Xiunan with her watery, heterochromatic eyes in confusion, as if she regarded him as a weird uncle with ulterior motives.

Chu Xiunan considers himself not to be a lolita complex, but when faced with the cute and well-behaved little girl in front of him, he can't help but feel pity for her in his heart, as well as an urge to... hold her in his arms and love her well (no ambiguity).

243. Auntie Yue's imported water? (Revised)

Next door, in Yukino's room.

Xueno closed her ethereal and transparent sky-blue eyes. Her slender, white body lay there, looking so noble, like a cold plum blossom in the winter snow, inviolable.

That beautiful, cold sleeping face was peaceful and tranquil, yet it also revealed a kind of holiness and arrogance that made people almost dare not look directly at it, as if it was a fairy walking on the ninth heaven, untouched by the worldly world.

Her extremely beautiful face was not made up, but it looked as crystal clear as jade. Moreover, her skin was as white and smooth as snow jade. The description of "ice-like skin and jade-like bones" was most appropriate for her.

Since she reached the middle stage of the Spiritual Emperor, Xue Nai seldom dreamed. But at night, Xue Nai dreamed, and it was a rare double dream.

The first dream.

Xue Nai was just an observer who watched the life of a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. The strange thing was that to her, he was just a stranger who looked very much like Chu Xiunan, but she felt pity for his untimely death.

Moreover, for some reason, Yukino always felt that the gentle and jade-like temperament of this young man always gave her a sense of déjà vu.

Just like... a similar flower.

But before she could think about it, Yukino's thoughts were interrupted by a dazzling white light that suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, which made it difficult for her to even open her eyes.

The second dream.

Yukino found that she had become a player in the game, but it was as if she was just a soul in a body. She could see what she saw, feel what she touched, and even hear the original owner's inner thoughts.

Yukino can only passively accept everything from the original owner, including her memories and emotions.

The original owner adopted a boy who was in his early teens when she was twenty-two years old. His clear eyes always touched the softest part of her heart.

The original owner lived with the boy like this and spent some wonderful "mother and son" time together.

However, since some time ago, the boy, who originally had clear eyes, now looked at his adoptive mother with a look mixed with infatuation.

The original owner had been with the boy day and night for more than ten years, so she naturally knew the changes that had taken place in the boy.

But she didn't care about it, thinking it was just the boy's momentary wishful thinking.

Until one day, the boy could no longer bear the torment in his heart, hugged the original owner tightly from behind, and made a sincere confession to her.

The original owner listened to the boy's confession quietly, but did not give a response. She just patted the boy's arm around her waist, signaling him to let go and hinting him to do his duty.

Xueno could actually feel the waves in the original owner's heart after hearing the boy's confession, and there was even a hint of joy hidden under the waves. But more of it was melancholy, because the original owner knew that it was impossible for her to accept the boy's confession.

In that ordinary world, there will never be a good ending for the two of them.

The boy may not understand, but she cannot deceive herself. Reason, after all, overwhelms emotion.

The original owner thought that she was just a passer-by in the boy's life. She could read about the boy's life but could not truly participate in it and grow old with him.

Although she and he were destined to be together, they were not destined to be together.

The original owner thought that she could just watch the boy's life as a passerby until she died.

But life is never as we wish.

The original owner reported an official who was corrupt and abused his power, which put him in a desperate situation.

Not only did this person not reflect on his own mistakes, but he also planned to vent his anger on the original owner.

In his opinion, if the original owner had not produced those evidences, he would still be able to get away with it and live a comfortable life.

He felt that since he had nothing left, he might as well take a risk and let the original owner also taste the feeling of losing everything.

He followed the original owner to her doorstep, and when the time was right, he whipped out a knife and stabbed it hard into the back of the original owner's heart.

"Sizzle~." In an instant, blood splattered three feet away.

However, the blood that flowed was not the original owner's blood, but the boy's blood.

It turned out that the boy had discovered a sneaky man following his adoptive mother early in the morning, and planned to act according to circumstances without alerting the enemy.

However, to the boy's horror, the man suddenly pulled out a knife and stabbed his adoptive mother in the back after approaching her.

After realizing the man's intention, the knife was about to pierce the original owner's back.

Without thinking too much, the boy threw himself on his foster mother's back, pushed her away, and took the knife for her.

In fact, at this moment, the boy had many safer options, but they all carried the risk of harming the original owner.

The boy knew that he couldn't afford the gamble.

So, he simply used his physical body to take the stab wound instead of his adoptive mother.

Putting aside personal emotions, he could not hesitate even because of the grace of raising his child.

Does this cut hurt? Of course it hurts.

But the boy knew he couldn't fall down, so he took the blow, endured the pain, turned around quickly, aimed at the man's crotch, kicked him hard, and then fell backwards.

When the man realized he had stabbed the wrong person, he quickly pulled out his knife, but the boy kicked him in a vital part that could carry on the family line. Then he "flew" three meters away like a kite with a broken string. But he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly stood up, crawling and limping away from the crime scene.

The original owner had no time to pay attention to the escaping man, but rushed towards the boy who was about to fall.

"You are not allowed to die. I will not allow you to die! Cell phone, cell phone!" The original owner, who was always calm and composed, became panic-stricken at this moment. He became a little crazy, and then hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed 120.

Then she tried to seal the wound on the boy's body to stop the bleeding, but it was of no avail. The blood still gushed out and "poured down" from the boy's chest.

"Mom... If there is an afterlife, I don't want to be your adopted son anymore..." the boy said weakly. The blood on his chest had already soaked his collar and flowed down from the wound, forming a "river of blood".

"Wake up, stop talking nonsense. What the hell is this afterlife? Don't fall asleep!" The original owner looked at the barely breathing boy and cursed in desperation. The jade hand that was holding the boy trembled constantly, as if begging the boy to look at her again.

"Mom...I love you..." The boy touched the original owner's stunningly beautiful face with his blood-stained hands, his eyes filled with deep attachment and reluctance.

"You..." After using up his last bit of strength to utter the word "you", the boy's hands fell down powerlessly. At the same time, he closed his eyes and never opened them again.

"Silly boy, are you kidding me? Wake up quickly, mom will listen to you, you can do whatever you want, okay? Please open your eyes and look at me again!" The original owner patted the boy's face frantically, but no matter how much she shouted, she could never wake up a person who was sleeping in the world.

244. Qin Xiangyue's Thousand-Layered Routine (Fixed)

Therefore, regarding the minor loss suffered by Chu Xiunan, Xiao Xinmei did not, as Chu Xiunan had worried, call him to account. Instead, she praised him.

Of course, if Xiao Xinmei knew that her precious daughter had been planted with a "soul mark" by this young man, I wonder if she would still approve of it.

But from the current information Xiao Xinmei has, this handsome young man is able to let go of past grudges and get along harmoniously with Ke'er. It can be roughly inferred that he also has an open and broad mind, which is another plus point.

In addition, Xiao Xinmei had an inexplicable liking for the handsome boy in front of her, but even if she searched all her memories, she could not find any clues related to this boy. Xiao Xinmei simply did not want to investigate further, as this mysterious feeling could not be forced to be clarified.

Xiao Xinmei's requirements for her son-in-law were not high. He only needed to meet three points: first, he had to be liked by Ke'er; second, he had to be able to control Ke'er; third, he had to have good moral character and not be a cunning person.

As for the so-called "equal status", Xiao Xinmei didn't care about such things at all. So, it seems that Chu Xiunan perfectly meets her requirements and can be said to be the best choice for her son-in-law.

At the same time, Chu Xiunan, who seemed calm on the outside, was suddenly in turmoil inside.