Reborn in the 80s: Everyone Falls For Me
Chapter 658: I’m Your Mother (10 Updates)

Chapter 658: Chapter 658: I’m Your Mother (10 Updates)

Zuo Qing, seeing that struggling had no effect, began to wriggle her little hand, starting to scratch people.

Cradling Ye Shaoting’s head, she drew closer, and closer...

"Bang!" Her head suddenly collided with Ye Shaoting’s, causing him to recoil from the pain, "Are you a dog or what?"

She looked so gentle and soft, how could she have such strength?

"Hehe..."

The mischievous Zuo Qing, who had just hit someone, smiled and gently rubbed his forehead with her hand.

Having been caught in a drizzle all the way, Zuo Qing’s fingertips were ice-cold; the chilly touch on Ye Shaoting’s forehead made him shiver from the cold.

In the dead of winter, her hands must be frozen to have that temperature, right?

Ye Shaoting frowned.

And just because he frowned, Zuo Qing, who was held in his arms, took offense, humming and tugging at his hair until that handsome head of hair was made a total mess.

It was as if the heavens had sent a Lei Zhenzi to set off an explosion right above his head.

Ye Shaoting, with a dark expression and enduring all the way said, "Stop moving or I’ll throw you out, let a stray dog bite you to death."

Zuo Qing, who was scared of the dark, especially after getting drunk, tended to magnify this fear, unlike normal drunk people.

A normal drunk person fears nothing, not even the sky or the earth, wishing they could poke a hole through the planet with a toothpick.

But Zuo Qing was the exact opposite, as if she had set her own spirit free, both high-spirited and timid.

Excited, yet with little courage.

Hearing Ye Shaoting say he would throw her away, even let a stray dog bite her, she was scared stiff, suddenly hugging his neck tightly with both hands.

She moved so fast, and with Ye Shaoting’s hands occupied, he was nearly choked by her.

"Let go, let go..." Ye Shaoting snapped at her.

Zuo Qing hummed a note, buried her head on his shoulder, her hands gripping his neck tightly.

It was almost as if she was saying, if he dared to throw her down, she would strangle him to death.

Ye Shaoting was so vexed by her antics that he lost all his temper.

Enduring her excitement all the way, he carried her into a small hotel.

The proprietor of the small hotel was a man in his forties or fifties, wearing a pair of glasses, a refined gentleman.

A very proper middle-aged man.

When he saw Ye Shaoting carrying the drunk Zuo Qing in, he suspiciously took off his glasses and scrutinized Ye Shaoting.

Ye Shaoting stood tall, his expression serious.

"Young man, what’s your relation with this young lady?" the proprietor asked.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Shaoting decided to tell a white lie, "This is my wife."

Zuo Qing, upon hearing this, as if she had been stimulated, suddenly lifted her head.

"Nonsense, I am clearly your mother, son, you are disobeying me!"

The shop owner: "!!!"

Ye Shaoting: "???"

The shop owner looked at Ye Shaoting and Zuo Qing with a bizarre expression, while Ye Shaoting incredulously stared at the woman in his arms.

"This drunkard..."

"You’re the drunkard, your whole family are drunkards," Zuo Qing countered him gently and suddenly pinched Ye Shaoting’s chin, saying, "I am very well-behaved!"

Very well-behaved my ass!

Ye Shaoting’s eyes nearly popped out of his sockets. Was this what she called being well-behaved?

But aside from what she said, the girl was indeed quite well-mannered, whether it was her demeanor or tone of voice, she could even curse with a caring tone.

However, that wasn’t the point. Next, Ye Shaoting suddenly realized that drunk women were truly damn frightening.

You couldn’t hit them, couldn’t scold them, and still had to coax them.

Perhaps because Ye Shaoting didn’t respond for a while, Zuo Qing’s expression changed again, from bewildered and innocent to benevolent...

Yes, benevolent.

She looked at Ye Shaoting with a face full of benevolence and said softly, "Grandson!"

Ye Shaoting: "..."