Reborn: Instead of Chasing the School Beauty, I Chased Her Mother

Chapter 430 148 From home to the internet cafe manager's rest room_3

As for that woman who always wanted to tidy him up, Li Zhiyan also held some persistent feelings about her.

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Manager's rest room.

Lying on the sofa with a quilt, Wu Qingxian slept very pleasantly. In this kind of weather, there was nothing more blissful than sleeping quietly in such a little room.

In the past, Wu Qingxian could never have imagined that there would be a man like Li Zhiyan in the world.

He was mature beyond his years, never seemed to get tired, after all he was only 18. It seemed like he was simply unaware of fatigue.

"Xiao Yan, truly a child who makes one feel fulfilled."

"I always thought about being his mother. Thankfully, he never agreed."

Wu Qingxian's mind was crowded with countless thoughts. However, with such a dangerous thing happening today, she hoped she wasn't really pregnant. If she was, a lot of trouble would follow.

"No, I must go out and buy something."

After thinking it over, Wu Qingxian changed into her work clothes and went out.

"Manager, hello."

"Manager, hello."

Walking around Yiyan Internet Cafe, the staff were very polite in greeting Wu Qingxian.

But Wu Qingxian always had a guilty feeling, afraid others would discover something inappropriate between her and Li Zhiyan.

However, it was clear that no one had noticed.

Relieved, Wu Qingxian made a trip to the convenience store and picked up a box.

After thinking about it, she picked up a few more boxes.

For a youngster as precocious as Li Zhiyan, the usual consumption had to be very severe.

It would not do to buy the same quantities as ordinary people.

When she returned to the rest room, she put all the boxes on the small bedside cabinet.

"From now on, a lot of things will probably happen in this manager's rest room between me and Xiao Yan," she thought to herself.

The weather now wasn't really suitable for bathing every day. Of course, cleanliness-loving Zhou Rongrong certainly washed her feet daily.

But she preferred the feeling of her son washing her feet.

"Alright, son. After a while, Mom will let you wash her feet."

After dinner, Zhou Rongrong went to the kitchen to clean up.

Meanwhile, Li Zhiyan went to the bathroom to fetch water.

Once Zhou Rongrong sat down on the sofa, Li Zhiyan placed a small stool opposite her and sat down.

"Son, you don't find your mom's feet dirty?"

Gently lifting his mother's feet, Li Zhiyan took off Zhou Rongrong's socks.

"What are you talking about? It's a traditional Chinese virtue to show filial piety to one's mother."

"I will never look down on you, Mom, just like you never looked down on me for making a mess everywhere as a kid."

Li Zhiyan's words warmed Zhou Rongrong's heart. She really put in a lot of effort to raise her son when he was young.

"Plus, your skin is especially good, Mom. You are a first-class beauty. In my eyes, you are the most beautiful woman in the world."

"You're not dirty at all."

Li Zhiyan's words made Zhou Rongrong's heart blossom with joy, and she couldn't help but stroke her son's head.

While washing his mom's feet, Li Zhiyan gently started massaging Zhou Rongrong.

Leaning back on the sofa, Zhou Rongrong felt something magical.

"Xiao Yan, how come your hand massage feels so comfortable?"

"Perhaps it's the filial piety towards you that makes it feel so comfortable."

Zhou Rongrong let out a soft hum.

"By the way, Xiao Yan, why do the property management people seem so fierce?"

"They feel like they're the mafia or something."

Zhou Rongrong recalled the image of homeowners arguing with the property management during the day.