The Richest Man's Mother Recognizes His Relatives: I Am The Second Generation Of Super Rich

Many people say that Yang Yingyu, the Queen of the Demon City, is a cruel, domineering, crazy and beautiful villain.

Her figure is unparalleled in the world, and her appearance turns all living beings upside down, but she is a poisonous rose that no one dares to touch.

But no one would have thought that such a frightening queen would stand at the gate of the villa at night, like a hopeful stone, looking forward to her son's return home.

After ten o'clock in the evening, a Panamera slowly drove into the villa.

Su Yang was sitting in the co-pilot. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw his mother standing in front of the door through the front windshield.

When the car was parked, I couldn't wait to push the door and get off with the exquisite gift box.

"Mom, why are you standing here?"

Su Yang shouted and ran towards Yang Yingyu.

Yang Yingyu was concerned about her son, and greeted her with a soft smile.

"I saw that Yaoyao was going to pick you up. After so long, I couldn't help but come out and have a look."

Yang Yingyu hugged her running son and smiled softly.

"Mom, didn't I send you a message to come back later?" Su Yang enjoyed the feeling of being embraced by mother's love, looking down at his mother who only reached the tip of his nose.

"It's okay, I'm just bored, so I just want to wait for you outside." Yang Yingyu also raised her beautiful oval face, looked at her son who was already half a head taller than herself, and smiled happily.

This kind of day when she could get along with her son warmly was a scene that she only had in her dreams before.

Fortunately, God did not let her die alone, and returned her precious son to her.

"Heck~ Why are you home, why don't you go in? Are you shining the moonlight?" Jiang Yao has also walked over from behind, her full moon skin drum is wrapped in an OL dress, and the lines of her long black silk legs are even more sexy .

"Mom, let's go in and show you the little baby I prepared for you." Su Yang took his mother's hand and walked into the villa.

"What little baby?" Yang Yingyu asked curiously, blinking her phoenix eyes.

"You'll find out later." Su Yang smiled mysteriously, and raised the gift box in the other hand.

After the three entered the villa and changed their shoes, Su Yang pressed her mother on the sofa, and put the exquisite gift box on the coffee table in front of her like a treasure.

"Dengdengdengdengdeng! Mom, what do you think this is?" Su Yang lifted the lid of the box with both hands, and looked at his mother proudly with the sound on his lips.

I saw a frame-like transparent resin specimen lying quietly inside the shoebox-sized gift box.

Wrapped in the resin is a rare purple-red sunflower, and beside the sunflower, a small yang character is woven with green grass roots.

"This is?" Yang Yingyu's phoenix eyes stared straight at the purple sunflower resin specimen.

"Aunt Yang, we came back so late because Ayang wanted to make a plant specimen for you. He said that his name has the character Yang, which symbolizes sunflowers. He also knew that you like purple, so he went to several flower shops all over the street. It was only after we found this purple fresh sunflower, and then we went back to the herbarium shop, that A Yang personally made this herbarium."

With a smile on Jiang Yao's delicate and beautiful face, she moved to Yang Yingyu's side and confessed everything Su Yang did just now.

Yang Yingyu's fingertips lightly brushed the word "Yang" on the sunflower specimen, raised her beautiful oval face and looked at Su Yang in a daze: "Yang'er, did you make this yourself?"

Su Yang scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "Mom, this is the first time we made specimens. Maybe some parts are not very good, but I want to give you this sunflower specimen that symbolizes me. I can be with you all the time, and I will continue to look for sunflowers of various colors in the future, and make more sunflower specimens for you, so that you can have a wall of sunflower specimens. In this way, as long as you see these sunflower specimens, it is equivalent to Seeing me, isn't it equivalent to being with my mother all the time?"

Tears oozed from Yang Yingyu's beautiful phoenix eyes. This woman who was stronger than a jade man couldn't help but shed tears again in front of her son.

"Yang'er, Mom loves you so much." Yang Yingyu threw herself forward and hugged Su Yang tightly in her arms, feeling a sudden turmoil in her heart.

"Mom, are you okay?" Su Yang patted his mother's jade back lightly.

Yang Yingyu shook her head, not daring to speak out, for fear that her crying would affect her son's mood.

"Mom, do you like this gift I gave you?" Su Yang asked with a smile.

"Mmm! As long as it is given to me by Yang'er, I like it!" Yang Yingyu buried her head on her son's shoulder and said in a muffled voice.

Jiang Yao looked at the always graceful and luxurious queen, secretly hiding tears on her son's shoulder, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Sure enough, for Aunt Yang, her son is her gift, but also her catastrophe~!

This is destiny...

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At night, after taking a shower, Su Yang lay on the big soft bed in the master bedroom, unable to sleep.

I can't help but recall the scene of sleeping in the same bed with Sister Yaoyao in the old house that day.

Immediately took the phone and sent a message to Jiang Yao.

Su Yang: "Sister Yaoyao, pour me a glass of water. (〃'▽'〃)"

Jiang Yao obviously hadn't slept yet, so she quickly replied to the message: "Wait. (*･ω＜)"

Not long after.

I saw Jiang Yao pushing the door and walking in with a water cup.

She always likes to wear cool nightdresses in front of Su Yang, and this time is no exception.

The black lace suspender nightdress, revealing a large area of ​​white skin, and those slender and round jade legs.

"Ayang, the water you asked for has been added with some cold water, and the temperature is just right."

Jiang Yao obviously just took a bath not long ago, her soft and charming face is delicate and delicate, with a rosy luster.

Su Yang, when Jiang Yao put the water on his bedside table, he reached out and grabbed her arm, and said with a smile, "Well done Yaoyao sister, come to my bed to reward you."

After speaking, he dragged sister Yaoyao to the bed, put his arms around her slender waist, and dragged her into the bed.

Jiang Yao was dragged into bed by Su Yangsheng, and spat at him: "Do you have a conscience, coaxing people to come over and pour water for you, but you drag me into the bed to warm the bed?"

"Sister Yaoyao, can you let me touch your conscience?" Su Yang lowered his voice and smiled next to Jiang Yao's crystal-clear ear.

"Isn't your hand already on it? You still want to ask me?" Jiang Yao scolded him with a smile, adjusted her lying position, and lay on the same pillow as Su Yang, and they looked at each other and smiled.

I have to say that Sister Yaoyao's body is really like made of water, soft and smooth, fragrant and soft.

"Sister Yaoyao, will you sleep with me tonight? Don't go back." Su Yang hugged Jiang Yao's increasingly sexy and slim figure, and was completely reluctant to let her go.

He was used to sleeping alone when he was alone, but ever since he tried to sleep with a soft and sweet girl in his arms, the feeling was really enjoyment.

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