27: Aunt Yiyun, I'm very good!

Zheng Yiyun’s heart was in turmoil, and a wave of vexation washed over her.

Her hands unconsciously clutched at the corner of her clothes, her knuckles turning white from the force, and she secretly blamed herself:

What’s wrong with me today? Why am I so impulsive? I’ve completely lost my usual composure.

Her face was slightly flushed, and the scene from just now kept replaying in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she felt.

Is it because the person is Jiang Feng that I’ve lost my composure like this?

She bit her lower lip, her brows tightly furrowed, her heart full of conflict.

It would have been fine to just teach him normally. Why did she suddenly get so carried away?!

Thinking of this, her face turned even redder, like a ripe apple.

Zheng Yiyun gently raised her hand and touched her burning cheek.

But thinking of her behavior just now, she was so ashamed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into...

Zhang Qingning didn’t know that the Zheng Yiyun in front of her had once again fallen into some sweet fantasy.

Just then, Zhang Qingning’s voice broke the silence in the room.

“I know, I’ll think it over carefully… So, you support me then?”

Zhang Qingning’s eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky, full of anticipation.

She tilted her head, her lips curving slightly upward, revealing two adorable dimples.

Zheng Yiyun was immersed in her own thoughts when Zhang Qingning’s call startled her.

She snapped back to reality, her heart suddenly lurching as if an invisible hand had harshly squeezed it.

Zheng Yiyun nervously looked up, saw Zhang Qingning’s expectant gaze, and quickly lowered her head, stammering in response:

“...Of course... I support you...”

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito, and her head was bowed so low it almost touched her chest.

She didn’t dare look into Zhang Qingning’s eyes, only able to direct her gaze towards the quilt. Her gaze seemed to penetrate the quilt, her eyes filled with panic and shyness.

That rotten Jiang Feng!

Zheng Yiyun secretly lamented in her heart.

The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she felt, her face so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

Wuwuwu, I’m going to die of embarrassment. Qing Ning won’t notice anything, will she...

Zheng Yiyun tightly bit her lip, her hands unconsciously gripping the quilt.

She secretly glanced at Zhang Qingning, then immediately lowered her head again.

Qing Ning didn’t find out, did she?

Ah ah ah! What do I do? She definitely found out! It’s over...

No.

Looking at Zheng Yiyun, whose pretty face was flushed crimson, Zhang Qingning was full of doubt.

She blinked, leaned closer to Zheng Yiyun, pulled her arm, and said coquettishly:

“Mom, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Her voice was soft, like cotton candy, making one’s heart itch upon hearing it.

Zheng Yiyun froze instantly when Zhang Qingning pulled her like that.

She stammered:

“No... no, I’m fine, I, I’m fine... No, nothing!”

She was extremely flustered, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, sliding down her cheeks.

It’s over, it’s over. Qing Ning must have noticed I’m acting strange. What do I do now?

Zhang Qingning looked at Zheng Yiyun’s flushed face and nervous expression, her heart anxious. She quickly stepped forward, wanting to help Zheng Yiyun up.

“Are you feeling unwell? Are you really okay? Do you want to go to the Hospital?”

Zhang Qingning frowned, her eyes full of concern.

Zheng Yiyun quickly raised her hand to stop Zhang Qingning. She waved her hands frantically and said:

“I’m fine, I’m fine. I just, just had a leg cramp... Mm, yes.”

Her gaze darted around, not daring to look at Zhang Qingning, like a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being discovered by an adult.

She only hoped that Zhang Qingning wouldn’t press her further, otherwise she really wouldn’t know how to explain.

Zhang Qingning was still worried. She tilted her head, looked at Zheng Yiyun, her eyes full of suspicion, and said:

“Are you really okay? Don’t lie to me.”

Zheng Yiyun forced a smile that was uglier than a cry, and bit the bullet, saying:

“I’m fine, don’t worry. See, I’m perfectly fine.”

Zhang Qingning looked at Zheng Yiyun’s forced smile. Although she still had some doubts, she didn’t press further.

She took Zheng Yiyun’s hand, gently shook it, and said coquettishly:

“Alright, I want to sleep with you tonight. Ever since school started, you’ve spoiled Jiang Feng, coaxing him to sleep every night. We two sisters have been neglected.”

Zheng Yiyun’s heart skipped a beat when she heard that.

She said with some difficulty: “Qing Ning... Let’s not tonight. Next time, next time for sure...”

Her heart was still thinking about Jiang Feng under the quilt.

Zhang Qingning looked at Zheng Yiyun’s pretty face, which was flushed crimson, with a puzzled expression.

“No... no, I’m fine, I, I’m fine... No, nothing!”

Zheng Yiyun stammered, fine beads of sweat even appearing on her forehead...

Zhang Qingning looked at Zheng Yiyun, her heart anxious. She quickly stepped forward, wanting to help Zheng Yiyun up, but was stopped by her raised hand.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine. I just, just had a leg cramp... Mm, yes.”

Zheng Yiyun’s gaze darted around, not daring to look at Zhang Qingning.

Her heart was pounding like a little rabbit, and she felt like a thief caught in the act, with nowhere to hide.

“Are you really okay?”

Zhang Qingning was still worried, her eyes full of suspicion.

“I’m fine, don’t worry.”

Zheng Yiyun forced a smile that was uglier than a cry.

“Alright, I want to sleep with you tonight. Ever since school started, you’ve spoiled Jiang Feng, coaxing him to sleep every night. We two sisters have been neglected.”

Zhang Qingning said coquettishly, holding Zheng Yiyun’s hand and gently shaking it.

“Qing Ning... Let’s not tonight. Next time, next time for sure...”

Zheng Yiyun said with some difficulty, her heart still thinking about Jiang Feng under the quilt.

“Alright...”

Zhang Qingning pouted a little disappointed, but she didn’t insist further:

“Okay then, I’m going back. You should also rest early...”

“Mm, goodnight, Qing Ning...”

Zheng Yiyun watched Zhang Qingning leave the room and close the door, then finally let out a sigh of relief.

She felt her back was already drenched in sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of water.

She collapsed onto the bed, her hands dangling limply at her sides.

She finally managed to send Zhang Qingning away. If it had been a moment later, she would have been exposed.

Then, she quickly lifted the quilt and pulled Jiang Feng out.

Jiang Feng poked his head out from under the quilt, panting heavily.

Zheng Yiyun asked with concern:

“Jiang Feng, are you okay?”

Her face was still slightly flushed, and her eyes were full of worry.

Jiang Feng patted his chest and said with lingering fear:

“I... I’m fine, Auntie. That really scared me just now.”

His forehead was covered in sweat, and his hair was also damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead.

Jiang Feng was full of regret. Why did Sister Qingning leave so quickly...

Zheng Yiyun looked at Jiang Feng, feigning anger.

Her face was slightly flushed, and her eyes held a hint of playful blame.

“You rotten Jiang Feng, you still have the nerve to say that. It’s all your fault, we almost got caught just now.”

Although she felt a little shy, she still put on a serious expression.

Jiang Feng awkwardly rubbed the back of his head, chuckled, and said:

“Auntie, I didn’t want this to happen either. Who knew Sister Qingning would suddenly come in?”

His eyes revealed a hint of innocence.

Zheng Yiyun’s face instantly turned crimson. She said coquettishly:

“Don’t talk nonsense! Rotten Jiang Feng, don’t talk nonsense, don’t think nonsense!!!”

Jiang Feng scratched his head, putting on a naive and ignorant expression, and said:

“Auntie, what do we do next?”

“This...”

Zheng Yiyun was full of conflict, intending to refuse, but as soon as she met Jiang Feng’s innocent eyes, her heart immediately softened.

Sigh, Jiang Feng doesn’t understand anything. It’s all my fault.

Never mind, since he’s already here...

“This is the last time! But you must remember, you absolutely cannot tell anyone about tonight, understand?”

Her eyes revealed a hint of seriousness, like a teacher admonishing a student.

.........