Are You Not Afraid Ye Qiu Will Climb into the Wrong Bed?

Ye Lingling lowered her head.

Her fair, jade-like neck curved slightly, as though avoiding Ye Qinshui's gaze.

Carefully, she lifted the soup from her own bowl and gently handed it to Ye Qiu, her movements carrying a hint of shyness.

Ye Qiu also cast Ye Qinshui a helpless glance.

A trace of resignation flashed through his deep eyes. He had long grown accustomed to this mother-in-law's teasing.

Ye Lingling rolled her eyes at him helplessly and said faintly, "If I said no, would there be any other rooms left in our house?"

Hearing this, Ye Qinshui's smile became even more radiant.

She waved her hand and said mysteriously, "How could that be? There are plenty of rooms in the house."

Then, her tone shifted, becoming playful again.

"Except none of them are available. And it's just us two widows living here. Lingling, can you really rest easy with Ye Qiu around? What if he goes into the wrong—"

Pfft!

Ye Qiu's expression changed when he heard that. He hurriedly covered his mouth, afraid he would spray out his soup.

"Haha."

Seeing Ye Qiu's embarrassed state, Ye Qinshui could not help laughing, her body trembling with amusement.

"Mom! Wh-what are you saying?! Have you no shame?"

Ye Lingling's face flushed crimson.

She looked at her mother, hardly able to believe that those words had come from a mother.

She glared at her, silently blaming her for being so improper.

Yet when she looked at Ye Qiu, ripples stirred in her heart.

She thought of her mother's friends, Liu Erlong and Tang Yuehua.

Could Ye Qiu really have feelings for her?

Ye Lingling was startled by her own thoughts.

She hurriedly shook her head, driving those absurd notions away.

Ye Qiu quickly finished the soup in his bowl.

With an awkward laugh,