Sorry for the delays.
I’ve noticed that many people are going to other websites to read the Chapters.As I ntioned before, this ruins the daily release schedule and slows down the uploads.
From now on, we won’t be changing Chapters after uploading them—we’ll just publish directly.
So please support us by only reading on Webnovel and not on any other sites.
Thank you again, and enjoy the mass release!
(If i saw an improvnt i will relase 15 more Chapter :)
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With Xinyao’s foot gesture, Yino knew exactly what was coming next.
But hey, this was kinda mutual.
Being a spirit phoenix, Xinyao’s feet were naturally way more flexible, so even in human form, she wasn’t used to wearing socks or shoes...
But with bare feet, though flexible, they got very cold in winter.
Thus, the great punishnt of having her little nephew warm her feet was born.
Hell, Yino couldn’t even rember when he first started warming her feet.
Anyway, he was tiny back then and loved hugging his aunty’s thighs. Xinyao would just lie on the bed and ss with him using her feet when she was bored.
Teasing and teasing...
Yino got teased into lying down, and his body ward up. Xinyao, like a gang leader, would cross her legs and have him co over to lift up his cotton jacket, then she’d stuff her feet onto his belly for warmth.
Her feet were ice cold, so Yino definitely didn’t like it.
But the more he disliked it, the more Xinyao enjoyed teasing him. She had so strange twisted pleasure, just loved seeing Yino pout but not dare to speak up with that silly little expression.
Later Yino grew up and wasn’t as cute as when he was little, but correspondingly beca much more obedient to her.
Before, when she made him warm her feet, he’d still struggle reluctantly.
But sohow, starting from so age, he seed to beco much more well behaved. Both parties very tacitly treated foot washing and foot warming as a one stop bedti service in winter.
Even...
Sotis Xinyao suspected she’d corrupted Yino.
Sotis, Xinyao felt Yino’s gaze would quietly linger on her feet.
And he seed not disgusted at all, but rather looked like he actively wanted to touch them...
Was there a possibility that because Xinyao had played with Yino using her feet since childhood, this led to Yino’s desire being influenced by Xinyao over the years when he reached puberty?
Every ti she thought of this, she would blush and feel very conflicted internally.
Objectively speaking, just warming feet seed fine, nothing improper, let alone anything r18 related...
But if, if Yino really harbored so special desires toward Xinyao, then wouldn’t Xinyao stuffing her feet into his arms be letting him take advantage in so sense?!
"Aunty, feeling warr?"
At so point, the white robed guy sitting by the sofa spoke up.
Xinyao was leaning against the other side of the armrest. She’d already kicked off her shoes ages ago, her bare feet totally defenseless as they were stuffed under Yino’s clothes, practically pressed against his belly soaking up his body heat.
She tried to see if the young man was getting any weird ideas, but his face stayed neutral and his hands just kept massaging her calves like always.
If judging purely by technique, Xinyao really loved being massaged by Yino...
Whether shoulder rubbing, leg pressing, or back scrubbing, Yino understood Xinyao too well. After all, these ten years of life at the Grand Tutor’s mansion were all personally trained by Xinyao.
What positions she liked being pressed, which acupoints, were all figured out bit by bit through Yino’s trial and error.
So-called personalized custom service probably wasn’t more enjoyable than this.
It’s just... Activities that Xinyao used to consider routine at the Grand Tutor’s mansion now made her think of other things when enjoying them with Yino again.
Yino had left the Grand Tutor’s mansion for half a year.
During this half year, Xinyao had figured out certain things, but at the sa ti she had to face another soul-searching question.
Naly... Yino would eventually grow into a real man.
After coming of age, he’d have his own life, he’d encounter his own romance...
But as his aunt, how exactly should Xinyao face Yino?
She’d always thought she’d bless him with a smile like a friend.
But seeing more and more won around Yino, her heart couldn’t lie.
Xinyao admitted she actually had so selfish feelings toward Yino...
After all, this was the little guy she’d raised from childhood. Probably no one in this world had deeper feelings with Yino than Xinyao, not even his birth mother.
Xinyao really didn’t want to see Yino being taken by so outside woman.
But what was more torturous was that Xinyao herself had no idea how to eat this cabbage.
What she could do seed to be nothing more than bossing Yino around, having the young man wash her feet, warm her feet, brew dicine and cook... Beyond that, how could she further enjoy the young man and rights that should have belonged to her?
"Aunty, do you have sothing on your mind?"
Halfway through the leg massage, Yino tilted his head and watched her expression.
She was reminded again and finally snapped out of her thoughts.
Yino could feel that the phoenix patterned foot pressed against his abdon had struggled and twisted several tis since being called back to attention.
Obviously, Xinyao was troubled by so matter, and she was clearly blushing when she looked up.
As a reborn person, Yino definitely wasn’t stupid.
He thought, In my previous life, I probably would’ve maintained a subtle distance with my aunt forever.
But since being reborn, what morals and bottom lines do I have left?
What he cared about were just two points:
-Whether Xinyao actually had any blood relation with him.
-If he really made a move on his aunt, would his father at the Grand Tutor’s mansion and the various grand uncles, or perhaps so phoenix clan mother who’d always existed in the original story’s background, would they as elders get furious and execute this rebellious son.
Yino had never been able to figure out these two points.
But just an hour ago, Nina seed to have given Yino a well-reasoned answer regarding the blood relation question.
So he thought, What’s left is just my investigation into my birth mother’s background and Xinyao’s origins.
"Not really..."
"Well anyway, the Demon Abyss ss in Western Province City is all sorted out, and you’re not rushing back to Wuji Sect. Since we’ve got ti, why don’t you tell aunty about everything that’s happened these past six months."
Xinyao shook her head and refocused.
For certain soul searching questions that couldn’t be answered for now, Xinyao chose to simply avoid discussing them, continuing to chat normally with Yino about catching up.
However, compared to Xinyao’s curiosity about Yino, the young man sitting across from her narrowed his cold eyes at this mont, observing this red-dressed girl who seed familiar from head to toe with more probing eyes.
"Aunty..."
"Shouldn’t Jinjie have already reported clearly to you about what I’ve experienced at Wuji Sect these past six months?"
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