Chapter 93 Aunt Wang, this is not good...

Kyoto Base City, Song Family Manor.

Chen Mo was invited to visit the manor today, and Mrs. Song Wang Rong and her two daughters accompanied him. As for Song Tianying, he was busy with China's war against monsters in the entire wilderness area, and he would not come back for almost ten days or half a month.

At this time, Chen Mo was sitting in the hall of the manor villa and having a pleasant conversation with his future mother-in-law Wang Rong. Wang Rong, who had strongly opposed Chen Mo's relationship with Song Zilin in the beginning, now treats Chen Mo very affectionately, even more so than her own two daughters.

"Linlin, why are you so ignorant? Go and pour tea for your brother-in-law." Wang Rong saw Song Zilin sitting far away and eavesdropping on their conversation, so she scolded her coquettishly.

"If he wants to drink tea, why not ask Auntie to pour it for him? Why does I have to pour it for him myself?" Song Zilin said with a snort and curled her lips.

"Just go when I tell you to go. Why so much nonsense?" Wang Rong glared, fearing that his daughter would offend the great god Chen Mo.

Chen Mo next to him just smiled without saying anything, with no intention of being polite at all.

"Hey, brother-in-law, please have some tea!" Song Zilin slammed the teacup in front of Chen Mo and said with a fake smile through gritted teeth.

After saying that, without waiting for Chen Mo to reply, she turned around and ran upstairs, leaving Chen Mo with a graceful back.

Wang Rong and Chen Mo continued to talk. From time to time, Wang Rong's clear laughter could be heard in the hall. His towering snow-capped eyes trembled, making Chen Mo feel embarrassed to look at them any longer.

Wang Rong, who looks to be in her thirties at most, doesn't look like a mother of two children at all. Her skin is so white that it seems like water could be squeezed out of it, especially the bottomless ravines, which are so smooth that one can't help but let one's eyes wander over them.

At this time, Song Ziyan, who had finished dressing up, also came to the living room and joined their chat.

Soon, the manor's chef and waiter had prepared dinner. At Song Ziyan's signal, Chen Mo went upstairs to call Song Zilin to eat.

The door of Song Zilin's boudoir upstairs was ajar, and the girl could be seen lying on the bed with her long white legs lifted up, looking at her cell phone and talking to herself. Through the crack in the door, Chen Mo could see a young couple on the screen of the cell phone, with a desert city in the background.

Chen Mo quietly pushed the door open and walked behind the girl, listening to her saying bad things about him non-stop, with a gentle smile on his face.

Amid the girl's exclamation, Chen Mo leaned over, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her directly.

"What are you going to do?" Song Zilin finally came back to her senses from the deep kiss. Her pretty face flushed and she glared at the man in front of her whom she loved and hated.

"I heard that you and your sister have telepathy. You must feel uncomfortable every time I am with your sister." Chen Mo looked at the beautiful face in front of him with a wicked smile, his voice was low and full of magnetism, "Now, I will give you a chance to take revenge on her."

As he spoke, he had quietly unbuttoned the girl's chest and started making a snowman.

"No~" Song Zilin pushed away weakly, but her delicate voice sounded like she was trying to refuse but also wanted to.

Faced with the teasing of Chen Mo, a veteran in the world of women, the inexperienced Song Zilin was completely helpless and soon went from resisting to being enthusiastic and proactive, and even took the initiative.

Faced with his sister-in-law's "welcome", Chen Mo was completely unable to control himself and soon became deeply involved.

At this time, Wang Rong and her daughter downstairs listened to the increasing noise upstairs, and their faces were slightly red, especially Song Ziyan, because she had a spiritual connection with her sister, and at this moment, she felt like a cat's claws scratching her heart. "Mom, I'll go upstairs to urge them." Song Ziyan's whole body was hot and unbearable, and finally she couldn't help but get up and walk upstairs.

Wang Rong's face turned red and white, and he spat softly:
"Absurd! How ridiculous!"

Her tightly clamped round legs kept twisting, and there was a hint of heat in her eyes.

……

More than two hours passed before Song Zilin and Song Ziyan appeared in the restaurant arm in arm, followed by Chen Mo, who looked relaxed.

"Come on, sit down and eat. You must be hungry." Wang Rong, who was sitting in the main seat, said this nonchalantly, but her cheeks turned red after she finished speaking, as if she felt that her words were a bit ambiguous.

Song Ziyan and Song Zilin also blushed and quickly lowered their heads to sit down to eat. They couldn't help but think of the ridiculous scene before, and their bodies reacted again.

Chen Mo, who got what he wanted, didn't feel embarrassed at all. He sat down to eat naturally and chatted with Wang Rong from time to time.

After the meal, Wang Rong invited Chen Mo to the study to talk alone. This was also the main purpose of her inviting Chen Mo over. Although she knew that with the relationship between Chen Mo and her two daughters, this matter would probably not be a problem, but just in case, she still decided to talk to Chen Mo alone.

"Xiao Mo." Wang Rong sat on the sofa opposite Chen Mo, crossed her white legs casually, smoothed the hair by her ears, and said with a smile:
"You also know that Yanyan's father has always dreamed of becoming a being that surpasses the God of War. Now he has also joined the Yanhuang Temple, but he has not yet passed the temple's assessment. You see..."

Chen Mo guessed that this was Wang Rong's purpose in looking for him, but when he thought about the fact that his future mother-in-law had originally planned to marry Song Zilin to Liu Xun, he felt a little resentful, so he smiled faintly and said:
"Aunt Wang, Uncle Song is already a high-level war god now. It's only a matter of time before he passes the temple assessment. Why are you so anxious?"

"Oh~" Wang Rong laughed, "Your Uncle Song's talent is not very high. We don't know when he will pass the test. What if the 'Mu Ya Crystal' is used up by then? So you should help him. Aunt Wang owes you a favor."

"This..." Chen Mo pretended to hesitate, seeming a little embarrassed.

At this time, Wang Rong bit her lip and sat directly on the armrest of the sofa next to Chen Mo, with her thigh touching Chen Mo's arm.

"Xiao Mo, we are a family now. If you don't do it for your uncle Song's sake, you should at least look at Yanyan and Linlin. They are all cheap to you. Aren't you satisfied?"

Wang Rong's voice was delicate and her breath was as sweet as orchid. Chen Mo seemed to be able to feel the warmth from her body.

Seeing that Chen Mo was still hesitating, Wang Rong leaned over, pretended to exclaim, and fell into Chen Mo's arms. This made Chen Mo completely angry. He almost without hesitation put his arms around the plump waist and held this seductive body in his arms.

"Auntie Wang, this isn't a good idea." Chen Mo said in a serious tone, but his hands had already crossed mountains and rivers, and even reached the grassland valley.

Wang Rong gave him a charming look, pressed her whole body against him, and gave him a kiss.

This is like thunder and lightning, and it is out of control.

Two or three hours later, the secret talk finally came to an end. When Chen Mo walked out of the study, Wang Rong was lying limply on the messy desk, with an unprecedented satisfaction on her face.

(End of this chapter)