"Ah, what's the big deal? If you want to fuck, just do it. You've done it before, haven't you?" Su Mengqing said with a smile, "And didn't you say dual cultivation is greatly beneficial to one's cultivation? Auntie wants to give it a try too."
"But you're my aunt," Wang Yue was somewhat taken aback by his aunt's boldness.
"So what? I never planned on getting married in this life anyway. Might as well give my body to you, my dear nephew. After all, I do care about you," Su Mengqing said nonchalantly.
Her words were half true and half false. She indeed had no intention of getting married, but it wasn't because she cared for Wang Yue that she was willing to give herself to him. It was because she could never forget the moment when he appeared like a deity in front of her, shielding her from the beast.
She knew she had truly fallen, in love with this young boy, her own nephew.
