Mother, Daughter

Liu Yuewang tapped her knee with her fingers, looking at the composed young man before her. Looking closely at his face, Liu Chang'an actually had very good skin, but he didn't have that puppy-dog look. It was because his temperament could carry off such good skin, and he wouldn't make people think he was just a pretty face at first glance.

He exudes a forest-like aura, like a deep, lush green patch in a corner of a photograph taken atop a mountain, instantly creating a sense of tranquility and naturalness without being too rigid.

Just like a woman's natural scent, his smell was also very pleasant. Of course, Liu Yuewang wouldn't deliberately try to smell him, but his clean, pure body odor, unmixed with any tobacco, alcohol, or betel nut, wouldn't offend women who value cleanliness.

After habitually observing, Liu Yuewang vaguely felt that the "uncle" she had met twice also had a similar feeling, which made her slightly uneasy... But that wasn't the point; nothing was more important than her own skin.

"Could you please check my skin too?" Liu Yuewang tilted her head, looking at Liu Chang'an expectantly, hoping he could understand her gaze—a request, but also a threat posed by her status as his girlfriend's mother.

"It's fine." Liu Chang'an glanced at it and said with certainty.

"Don't you need a magnifying glass?" Liu Yuewang had heard An Nuan mention it.

Liu Chang'an nodded, and Liu Yuewang got up and ran to get the magnifying glass, then turned on the main light in the living room.

Liu Chang'an took a look with a magnifying glass, then turned the magnifying glass upside down and used the handle to scrape Liu Yuewang's cheek before looking at it again.

"Fine."

Liu Yuewang took the magnifying glass from Liu Chang'an, paused for a moment, and said somewhat uncertainly, "I heard from An Nuan that you also took a small notebook to record things, writing down in detail about the condition of your skin..."

That's not how it is at all! This is too perfunctory! Liu Yuewang controlled herself.

"That's not the point. The point is that your skin has improved, it's very good. Although there's still a gap between you and An Nuan, most women over twenty years old can't compare to you no matter how much they take care of their skin," Liu Chang'an said confidently.

"How does that compare to an eighteen-year-old?" Liu Yuewang didn't care about Liu Chang'an's conclusion at all, because she thought so herself.

"That depends on who you compare yourself to at eighteen... You're definitely worse than An Nuan."

"Why?" Liu Yuewang couldn't understand.

"Because you're thirty-six."

Liu Yuewang's expression changed slightly, and she vowed that she would never make tea for Liu Chang'an again from now on.

"Actually, the most important thing is that when I kiss An Nuan, she gets my saliva in her skin, so her skin will always be better than yours," Liu Chang'an stated the fact. "You can't understand it, and you don't need to understand it, but you can accept the fact."

"Pah... pah... I spit on you... you little brat trying to fool me! You kiss, fine, but why make up such an excuse? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?" Liu Yuewang stood up angrily and went back to her room.

Liu Yuewang secretly glanced back, then turned on her computer. She didn't believe it anyway, but she'd still search it up first.

An Nuan cut up the fruit and brought it out. Seeing the magnifying glass on the table, she understood.

"How was it?" An Nuan asked casually.

"Your skin is alright, but not as good as yours."

An Nuan's expression didn't change, but she started feeding Liu Chang'an pieces of fruit.

At this moment, Liu Yuewang also came out and said expressionlessly, "I'm going shopping."

"Where to?" An Nuan asked with great interest.

"Baolong Center." This has become the top choice for elite women's shopping, because it not only has luxury brands, but also many excellent Western-style pastries and tea brands.

"Wait for me to change!" An Nuan fed Liu Chang'an another pitted cherry, then quickly got up to change her clothes.

"It's on my way, I can give you a ride," Liu Yuewang said to Liu Chang'an. She was angry, but she couldn't just leave Liu Chang'an behind. Besides, that traitor would definitely think of giving her boyfriend a ride.

"Thank you, have you checked?"

"Investigate... investigate what again?"

"Oh, I thought you came into the room to search online to see if what I said made sense."

"Who would bother to check? It's obviously just some kind of rumor circulating on social media," Liu Yuewang said dismissively. Besides, whether it's true or false, it has nothing to do with her; she doesn't have a boyfriend anyway.

Liu Chang'an remained silent. He had already promised to give them the essence, which naturally contained his own essence and would utilize the moisture secreted from their mouths. An Nuan already ate a lot, which had a positive effect on her entire body. Liu Yuewang could only use it to apply to her face. If she suddenly realized something or had the brilliant idea to eat it, the benefits would be even greater... Liu Chang'an wouldn't remind her of this, and presumably no one would have the wild idea to suddenly drink a bottle of facial essence.

An Nuan changed into a linen gray pleated skirt, wore white stockings, and walked out with her hair in two pigtails.

"Am I being a little too cutesy?" An Nuan asked shyly. "I haven't worn white stockings in a long time, and I want to."

"Growing so tall, and with pigtails, it's like a pair of black tights hanging on a telephone pole, the legs fluttering in the wind." Liu Yuewang scrutinized her for a moment, feeling something was off. After making this analogy, she realized, "Yes, that's exactly it."

"Professor Liu! Was I a free gift with a phone top-up?!" An Nuan and turned to go back to her room to change her clothes.

Liu Chang'an grabbed An Nuan and pulled her into his arms, patting her slender waist gently. He whispered in her ear, "What she said is wrong. She looks beautiful. I think that ten or twenty years from now, when we reminisce about those days, you'll definitely look like you do today."

An Nuan pouted, secretly glancing up at Professor Liu across from her in Liu Chang'an's arms, her eyes sparkling.

"Pah, I'm going to get a sty!" Liu Yuewang turned around, feeling really annoyed. Liu Chang'an, that shameless guy, An Nuan... well, never mind, I won't scold her anymore.

Liu Yuewang went to get the car first. Liu Chang'an and An Nuan came out a while later. Liu Yuewang noticed that An Nuan's cheeks looked unusually rosy, and her eyes were watery, like the feeling of morning flowers after being sprayed with water mist. Liu Yuewang was quite certain that An Nuan Liu Chang'an had kissed when she left... Did that mean An Nuan had ingested Liu Chang'an's saliva again? Liu Yuewang quickly focused her attention, feeling that An Nuan's skin did indeed look a little better. Liu Yuewang quickly reminded herself that this must be a psychological suggestion, a psychological effect...

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I recommend a book called "Terror Resurgence." In this world, ghosts have appeared, and where are the gods? Within the city, vengeful spirits have resurfaced, terror runs rampant, and this is a global catastrophe with paranormal events occurring one after another.

I'm setting a goal: if I don't update with 10,000 words tomorrow, I'll do a 7200-degree backflip followed by a 10800-degree spin, step on my right foot with my left, grab my heel with my right hand, touch the back of my head with my left, and then do a forward roll, landing squarely on dog poop.