Unwillingness

Zhang Zijun had just woken up, and looking at his mother Wang Xiaomei who was sitting beside him, he felt like he was in a dream.

He stood on the spot and stared intently, only after a long while did he realize that his mother had really come.

That period of time was the period where Zhang Zijun missed his mother the most. Every day, he hoped that his mother would come back to the city to pick him up, but when he saw her familiar face a few months later, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Thinking about it carefully, the relationship between him and Aunt He Li was already completely different from the past. Aunt He Li right now was completely her own woman, although it was difficult to reveal it to the public, on the surface the two of them still maintained the relationship between elders and juniors. But on the private side, He Li was actually Zhang Zijun's own woman.

Just at this time, He Li placed her legs on her knees, and looked at Zhang Zijun without smiling: "Zi Jun, did you wake up? Look who's come to see you. "

Hearing that, Wang Xiaomei suddenly turned around, when she saw Zhang Zijun's familiar face, her heart was filled with excitement, she anxiously stood up and walked to Zhang Zijun's front, grabbing him by the hand, and said: "Zi Jun, son! Mom really misses you. "

Zhang Zijun's gaze could not move away from He Li's face, all she saw was him looking at He Li with a confused expression, her expression filled with shock. The corner of He Li's mouth curled up slightly, and she chuckled towards her.

"Son, how have you been staying in your aunt's house? "Let mom see if you've lost weight."

Zhang Zijun had a particularly good relationship with his mother since he was young. Perhaps it was because Wang Xiaomei had left him at an early age, but all these years, she had worked so hard to bring up Zhang Zijun, both as a father and as a mother.

In Zhang Zijun's heart, he had naturally never treated Wang Xiaomei as a simple mother. At the same time, he had that layer of fatherly love for her. When Wang Xiaomei held Zhang Zijun's face with both hands, Zhang Zijun suddenly had a misconception. Recalling that He Li was riding on her body last night, she should also be like this.

Seeing the scene of mother and son reuniting, He Li's heart was naturally in a mess. She slowly stood up from the sofa and felt that she should return to her room as quickly as possible, because if this continued, she felt that she had let down her best friend.

Think about it, what is this all about?

Because she was on a business trip, her best friend sent her son to her house to stay at home. However, she ended up sleeping with her son, because his son was her best hope for the rest of his life. If he really became friends with Zhang Zijun, what would her best friend think?

Zhang Zijun watched as He Li left the living room without saying a word and returned to his own room.

Looking at the pair of sky blue slippers at her feet, Zhang Zijun had mixed feelings for his. He was the person who had slept in his arms last night, the person who had used his mouth to make him feel the greatest pleasure and pleasure as a man last night.

Wang Xiaomei pulled Zhang Zijun to sit on the sofa and asked him if he was alright. Zhang Zijun asked if he had been working outside for the past few months.

Wang Xiaomei had always kept her son's happiness and worries to herself, so naturally, she had to wipe away all the grievances she had encountered outside, and only said happy things.

"Son, I saw your aunt take care of you so well. Mom is really happy. It looks like you've even gained a bit more weight than before your trip. You really should thank your aunt properly later on."

"Yes, Auntie He Li treats me very well. Last night, she even …"

After saying that, Zhang Zijun immediately shut his mouth, and started perspiring profusely, his magnanimous personality showed up completely in front of his mother, and he almost told her what happened between He Li and him in bed last night. If he were to really go back, then there would be endless troubles in the future.

"Mom knows Auntie must be very kind to you. Zi Jun, you aren't young anymore, you're no longer a child. Quickly tell your mother, are you having a girlfriend in school? "

What Wang Xiaomei was most concerned about right now was Zhang Zijun's relationship. Her company had a lot of interns who had just graduated from university, those young girls all had their own partners, so she was very clear about the matter of young people falling in love.

What he was most concerned about now was whether his son had a girlfriend.

Of course, besides the issue of young people's concept of love, there was actually something more important. What was more important was that she clearly knew that the young girls these days were all very realistic.

Wang Xiaomei's life was short, she admitted that her own family was not some wealthy family, so if his son could get a girlfriend as soon as possible, then he could do it as soon as possible, without any harm.

Who would have thought that after Wang Xiaomei finished questioning her son, she would actually shake her head violently and say: "I don't have any intention to have a girlfriend right now, not at all."

Wang Xiaomei felt really strange hearing his son's words. She was about to ask, when Holly came out of her room. She walked over to Wang Xiaomei on her slippers and handed her a cup of tea, saying calmly, "Zi Jun is a good child, he doesn't have any intention of getting a girlfriend. Hehe, I know him better than you, my mother.

To Zhang Zijun's surprise, when He Li was in front of her mother, and when she was alone with, He Li displayed two completely different appearances. Such an aloof and stern appearance made him suddenly have a misconception as to whether the person in front of him was her own Aunt He Li or not.

The sweetness of the little woman when he was alone was gone from her face and words. He was truly a junior in front of her. He could not even interject a single word with his domineering attitude.

After she finished speaking, she didn't give Wang Xiaomei any more questions, and instead surrounded her apron before she went to the kitchen to start cooking. When she prepared to make Zhang Zijun's favorite pineapple stewed meat, she hurriedly turned her head towards Zhang Zijun and said, "Eldest nephew, bring your mother to your room. The two of you, have a good chat.