Powersaidtotheworld,”Youaramine.”

Theworldkeptitprisoneronherthrone.

Lovesaidtotheworld,”Iamthine.”

The worldgave it the freedomofherhouse. The power said to the world: "You belong to me." The world imprisoned it under her throne. Love said to the world: "I belong to you." The world allowed it to be free and easy in the room.

Ye Wudao looked at this beautiful aunt with grievance. Sometimes he even felt that her aunt was more suitable to be his guardian, because her mother Yang Ningbing was very busy since childhood, and she had almost no time to take care of Ye Wudao. As a public servant of the people, she had too many meetings to do, and her mother's color naturally faded. On the contrary, Yang Ningsu had to be much freer because she had been with Ye Wudao since she was a child. Many times she played the role of her mother, and she was used to being a "full-time nanny" for Ye Wudao. After Ye Wudao moved out at the age of nine, she was always worried that Ye Wudao would be taken care of.

"Do you know how worried your family is about you? You are not a good child if you make a mistake and are so disobedient!" Yang Ning touched Ye Wudao, the head of his own naughty little bit, and said softly. The slightly formal and plain voice on the TV was full of warmth at this moment.

"Auntie! I'm not a child anymore, I'm almost fifteen years old!" Ye Wudao protested dissatisfiedly.

Yang Ningbing glared at Ye Wudao who finally raised his head and spoke, scared Ye Wudao so much that he quickly lowered his head and became a "plead guilty" state again.

"Only children always shout that they are not children!" Yang Ning lit up Ye Wudao's forehead and smiled, "What's wrong with the age of fifteen? I'm not a child who wants candy."

Ye Wudao had no choice but to this aunt. If she knew that she was not a simple virgin, she would have fainted in surprise. Although she was always a little bit unbearable for her "dignity" as a child, it was always good to be spoiled. Every time she made a mistake, she would help Ye Wudao wipe his butt and escape the "big catastrophe".

"Ning Su, you don't have to protect him this time! If he doesn't give me a suitable reason, I won't let him go today. What he did is wrong is still right!" Yang Ningbing was really angry this time, and she had the determination to not give up until she brought the criminals to justice.

"Isn't it just that I went to my classmate's house for a night, making me feel like I was killing, setting fires and robbing the bank!" Ye Wudao muttered in a low voice. Yang Ningsu, who was beside him, saw that his sister's face was getting worse and worse, quickly twisted Ye Wudao behind his back, who was not as enlightened as such, and smoothed out: "Sister, you see, let me punish Wudao this time?"

Yang Ningbing sighed helplessly, obviously losing to these two live treasures who were both white-faced and red-faced. In fact, with her methods and background, how could she not know that Ye Wudao went to Wu Nuanyue's home? But she originally wanted to take this opportunity to "establish prestige" and completely take down Ye Wudao's stubborn monkey. As a result, seeing Ye Wudao's innocent and pitiful appearance, she could no longer be determined to teach this precious son a lesson. In addition, there was a sister pleading with her side, and a small-scale internal strife in the family stopped.

"I will be rushing for a special issue next week, which is about juvenile crimes, but I am not satisfied with the speech they prepared for me. It is better to ask Ye Wudao to help me figure it out. As soon as he has a good writing style, he should have some insights into this topic. Besides, I am afraid that I can't be busy with so many social engagements, and there is no reason to turn it off..."

Ye Wudao's writing skills are really not that strong. After all, people write more love poems and listen to more love songs and have improved a little. Of course, the writing skills cannot be directly linked to Chinese scores.

"That's it..." Yang Ningbing was still hesitant, and her expression gradually softened, saying: "Those who specialize in writing cannot write well. How can Wudao write something? He is still good at writing inappropriate limericks."

After all, the guy who can write essays in classical Chinese was so worthless by his mother. Ye Wudao whined and lay on Yang Ningsu depressedly and shouted to protest, which made Yang Ningsu giggle and said, "Sister, if it doesn't work, you should punish him again!"

Unexpectedly, she was sold to her mother by her aunt so soon. After receiving the approval of her "superior", Ye Wudao went upstairs and went back to her room. He walked to the door of her room like a resentful woman. He suddenly changed his eyes and felt a sinister smell on his body. He seemed to have not "contacted with his aunt" for a long time. When he came to her room, he walked in without knocking on the door. He found that his aunt was still being pulled by her mother to talk about some things. They all said that three women were playing together, and Murong Xuehen must be the living room below.

This room has always been kept for Yang Ningsu, and it is cleaned every day. Many of the decorations are purchased by Yang Ningsu, so it is not necessarily so deserted. Ye Wudao was lying on the bed, thinking about his aunt's figure wearing a professional suit, his exquisite figure highlights the wonderful curves, and his shocking and moving temperament...

The water does not flow to outsiders’ fields!

This amazing idea suddenly flashed in Ye Wudao's head! A sophisticated and dirty plan immediately formed a general framework in his mind full of yellow waste.

Yang Ningsu, who walked into the room, saw Ye Wudao lying on the bed in a daze. She smiled and looked at his gradually mature face. She suddenly realized that the little kid had really grown up, and was 1.7 meters tall and had a less obvious beard.

Yang Ningsu was inexplicably sad and excited.

Ye Wudao asked with a smile: "Auntie, is the youngest son of the chairman of the World Bank Group still pestering you? He seems to have been chasing you for three years, right?" Yang Ningsu stretched unsuspectingly, fully showing his beautiful breast curve in front of Ye Wudao, showing a charming smile that ordinary people cannot see, and said: "Yes! It flies around like a disgusting fly all day, making them uneasy for a moment."

Ye Wudao stared at the breasts that made countless men in S Province crazy and secretly named the most charming one. He smiled evilly and said, "It's not just that fly that pursues my aunt, right? But even I know what Guan Hejiao, one of the top ten young private entrepreneurs in China, Wei Changping, president of Apple China, and so on..."

Yang Ningsu twisted Ye Wudao's face and smiled, "How come children know so many things? Did someone take it badly? Think about it, so, run to a girl's house to spend the night! He said, how did you trick that girl?" Ye Wudao smiled, grabbed Yang Ningsu's weak and boneless slender hand with his back hand, pretending to be pitiful, "Where is it!"

Yang Ningsu had long been accustomed to this level of "intimate contact". He let Ye Wudao grab the hand that he had not held with any opposite sex except his father, and deliberately pretended to be surprised and said, "It's not that the little girl took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, right? When did the child have such charm?"
Chapter completed!