Yang Hao turned his head in amazement and looked at the woman who appeared at the door, just a glance, but Yang Hao was a little stunned. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A very beautiful woman.

Delicate and beautiful face, similar to Zhao Yuan, very tall, at least 1.72 meters, under the short skirt pajamas, a pair of white long legs are surprisingly long, slender and tight, full of incomparable temptation.

She stood by the door so casually, but it was full of incomparable style, as if the night had suddenly become hazy and ambiguous, but her face was very indifferent, and even impatient.

Who is this woman?

looks very similar to Zhao Yuan, shouldn't it be Zhao Yuan's sister?

Just when Yang Hao was suspicious, Zhao Yuan shouted in a little panic: "Mom, you haven't slept yet." ”

Mother!

This young and beautiful woman who doesn't talk like anything turned out to be Zhao Yuan's mother!

Yang Hao's eyes widened, his eyes were full of disbelief, the woman in front of him was too young, she looked like she was only twenty-six or seven, she turned out to be Zhao Yuan's mother, you must know that Zhao Yuan was eighteen years old.

Could it be a stepmother?

No, this woman and Zhao Yuan's faces can basically be said to be printed in the same mold......

I'm gone, wicked!

He had seen Jiang Manqing before, Jiang Manqing was very well maintained, he was in his thirties, and he looked like he was in his thirties, but this one in front of him seemed to be even more excessive.

Mother Zhao glanced at Zhao Yuan, but did not answer her words, but fell on Yang Hao's body, looked up and down, and asked lightly: "Who is he, is you a man?" ”

Yang Hao's eyes widened, his eyes stunned.

What did I just hear?

Am I having auditory hallucinations?

Are you a man?

Is this a question for a mother, especially if her daughter is only 18 years old......

No, could it be that she knew Zhao Yuan's previous situation?

Zhao Yuan's face was as red as blood all of a sudden, his eyes showed undisguised anger, and he said coldly: "Mom, don't talk nonsense, he is my friend, and he sent me back because he was worried that it would be unsafe for me to walk at night." ”

"Friends?" Mother Zhao's face showed two sneers, but I don't know why, but there were two obvious hatreds in her indifferent eyes: "Aren't you still kissing just now, what kind of friend is this?" ”

Yang Hao has always felt that his face is thick enough, but at this moment, he also feels a little fever on his face, although Zhao Yuan took the initiative to kiss him before, but he was caught red-handed by someone's mother like this, what is the matter?

Explained?

There's no way to explain this.

Did you pat yourself on the chest and say we didn't kiss, all you just saw was an illusion?

Zhao Yuan's face suddenly became more and more embarrassed, and he said coldly: "Kiss or not, that's also my business, you don't care, you never care about me anyway, don't you?" ”

Yang Hao was taken aback when he heard Zhao Yuan's words, he was entangled in Zhao Yuan's mother's youth and the embarrassment of being found kissing his mouth just now, and he didn't notice it for a while, but Zhao Yuan said two sentences in a row, his tone was indifferent, and he didn't hide his dissatisfaction, and there was no respect in his words, which made Yang Hao finally find one thing, that is, Zhao Yuan and her mother seemed to be very incompatible?

Never care about her?

It seems that Zhao Yuan's family also has a lot of problems.

There was such a big movement at the door, but there was no reaction in the house, it seemed that there was no one else in the house, what about Zhao Yuan's father?

Zhao Yuan said to her mother, turned her head, and looked at Yang Hao pleadingly: "Brother Yang, you go first." ”

Yang Hao looked at Zhao Yuan's face was red, full of embarrassment, his eyes were full of pleading, and after thinking about it, the matter between other people's mother and daughter, he was just an outsider, he didn't know anything about the situation, and it was not a matter to interject rashly, so he nodded at the moment: "Okay, then I'll go first, goodbye." ”

Yang Hao nodded slightly at Zhao's mother, said hello, and then turned around and walked towards the way he came, during the whole process, Zhao's mother did not make any response, but looked at Yang Hao with an indifferent expression.

Yang Hao's figure disappeared around the corner, Zhao's mother retracted her eyes and walked back to the house, Zhao Yuan also followed in with a cold face, and slammed the door shut.

Mother Zhao sat down on a sofa in the room, stared at Zhao Yuan who walked in, and said lightly, "Let's talk." ”

Zhao Yuan stared at her mother coldly, and after three seconds of staring at each other, Zhao Yuan walked to the other side of the sofa, sat down, threw the bag beside her, and lowered her head to look at the woman opposite: "Say what you want to say." ”

Mother Zhao stared at her daughter sitting opposite, with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes: "Who is that man?" ”

Zhao Yuan didn't look up, and replied in a cold tone: "Who he is, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, you never seemed to care about what kind of man I was dating before." ”

Mother Zhao frowned, her voice suddenly became three points high-pitched, and she actually had a bit of a taste of not being angry but threatening: "Tell me!" ”

Zhao Yuan raised her head in surprise, looking at her mother with some astonishment, on her face, she actually saw a rare solemnity, and even a little majestic, Zhao Yuan could hardly imagine that her mother, who didn't care about anything, could still have such momentum.

Is this still the person you know?

"She was a friend of my classmates, and then we played together and became friends."

Zhao Yuan originally didn't want to answer this question, but looking at the stern look on her mother's face, she didn't know why, she suddenly had two points of fear, and subconsciously answered, but as soon as the words came out, Zhao Yuan felt a little embarrassed, why did she say it?

Zhao's mother was obviously not satisfied with Zhao Yuan's such a general answer, and continued to ask aggressively: "What is his name, where is he from, and what does he do?" ”

Zhao Yuan stood up from the sofa all of a sudden, and glared at Zhao's mother angrily: "Enough, you still have no end." ”

Mother Zhao looked at the angry Zhao Yuan coldly: "What, I'm your mother, can't I ask yet?" ”

"Mom?"

Zhao Yuan's face showed a somewhat complicated look, like anger and grievance: "Maybe you gave birth to me, and then raised me, and didn't let me starve to death, but since you were a child, have you really cared about me, have you ever really loved me?" ”

Zhao Yuan's eyes quickly became rosy as she spoke, but her face became pale: "Is there a mother in the world who has disappeared for a few months without saying a word, is there a mother who indulges her daughter who does not do her job but does not care, is there a mother who sees her daughter being raised by someone and does not say a word, and now I have really made a friend, but you remember to ask, and still have such a tone, is it caring, is it really caring?" ”

Mother Zhao sat quietly on the sofa, not saying a word in the face of Zhao Yuan's questioning, her face was already indifferent, but her eyes flashed with a complicated look that was difficult for others to distinguish.

Zhao Yuan's hand was already clenched into a fist, she opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and finally said the words that had been buried in her heart for a long time: "I sometimes really wonder, are you my mother?" ”

After Zhao Yuan said this, the tears in her eyes could no longer flow uncontrollably, but she didn't reach out to wipe them, just stared at Zhao's mother stubbornly.

Mother Zhao's face was still indifferent, but her eyes became very distant, and the air was extremely quiet, like a cemetery, for a long time, Mother Zhao's voice sounded faintly in the air: "Sleep." ”

Zhao Yuan bit her lip heavily, suddenly grabbed her bag, rushed into her bedroom, and then slammed the door shut, and a low and suppressed cry faintly came out of the room.

Mother Zhao sat on the sofa, suddenly reached out, took a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table, took out one and put it in her mouth, lit the fire, took a deep breath, and then the smoke sprayed out from her sexy red lips.

The blurry smoke obscured Zhao Mu's straightforward face with two points of distortion, and also covered the madness and entanglement in her beautiful eyes.

……

When Yang Hao returned to the villa, it was already a little faster.

In the past, no matter how late Yang Hao returned, Yang Hao's psychological pressure was not too great, anyway, he and Qiu Yunzhen both slept in separate rooms, and if he slept downstairs, it would not affect Qiu Yunzhen, but now that the master Sun Tianhai still lives here, he has been living in Qiu Yunzhen's bedroom, and the two are in the same room.

Yang Hao hesitated slightly, forget it, Qiu Yunzhen has worked hard enough, he sneaked in in the middle of the night like this, smelled of alcohol, and had to take a bath, he must wake up Qiu Yunzhen, he still went back to his room and slept quietly, well, the reason is that he drank too much and was full of alcohol, so he slept in the guest room, presumably Olivia would not feel strange, as for Sun Tianhai, he knew that the two of them slept in separate rooms.

Rinsing himself carefully, Yang Hao lay on the bed, thinking about today's events, and his heart was very strange.

Zhao Yuan and her mother, both of them are rare beauties, especially Zhao Yuan's mother, who is even more sexy and charming to a certain extent, even though she maintained an extremely indifferent attitude throughout the whole process of meeting, but the temptation in her body, which Yang Hao can still clearly feel.

The fact that such a sexy and charming young woman with a beautiful young daughter lives in a mixed ghetto is incomparably strange in itself.

Although it was only a few minutes, Yang Hao could see that Zhao Yuan's mother was definitely not an ordinary person, and in her body, there was an aura that definitely did not belong to the slums, because women in that kind of place usually had a little bit of cringe and caution in their bones because of poverty, but in Zhao Yuan's mother's body, Yang Hao didn't feel it at all.

She stood at the door so simply, but like an empress, there was a powerful aura that could not be concealed in her faint eyes.

This woman is definitely not simple!