It's so hard being a hero!

"Mom, you seem to be in a good mood today."

Leila also noticed Frey's change.

"Is there?"

Frey picked up her glass and took a sip.

"Yes, you don't usually smile much, but you smiled several times today."

Frey immediately glared at her.

Leila stuck out her tongue and continued eating.

"Sofia, you're growing, eat more."

Frey suddenly placed a piece of roasted meat into Sofia's bowl.

"Thank you, teacher."

She lowered her head and took a bite of the grilled meat, her eyes welling up with tears.

This tastes exactly the same as in my past life.

Dinner soon ended in a subtle atmosphere.

Leila put down her chopsticks, let out a burp, and then suddenly spoke.

"Mom, let Sophia sleep with me tonight."

Sophia froze upon hearing this.

Sleeping with her daughter?

Are you kidding me?

However, before she could refuse, Frey spoke first.

"No."

Frey's tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Huh? Why?"

Leila immediately became dissatisfied.

“She’s my student. Tonight, I… I’m going to tutor her,” Frey said hesitantly.

"Tutoring? What kind of tutoring are you doing so late at night?"

Lyra rolled her eyes at the time.

"You just don't want me to play with her, right?"

"Correct."

Frey made no attempt to hide her admission.

"You're making things too difficult for her; you're disturbing her rest."

"I promise I won't make a fuss, I'll just sleep quietly."

Leila raised her right hand to swear.

"No."

Frey still shook her head.

Your assurances have no credibility whatsoever.

Lyra was speechless. She opened her mouth as if to retort, but ultimately kept quiet.

"Anyway, Sophia will sleep with me tonight."

Frey stood up, ending the argument.

Leila pouted, her face full of resentment.

"Fine, fine, you're Mom, you decide."

Leila stood up, walked over to Sophia, and ruffled her hair.

"Little girl, I'll come find you to play again tomorrow morning."

After saying that, she yawned, turned around, and went upstairs.

Sophia watched her leave, secretly relieved.

To be honest, although she knew that Leila was her daughter, deep down she still thought like a man.

She simply couldn't accept the idea of ​​sleeping with her grown-up daughter.

But sleeping with Frey is different.

Sleeping with her is stress-free.

"We're done eating, let's go."

Frey also stood up and walked upstairs.

"Let me take you to take a shower first."

Sophia nodded and followed behind her.

The two went upstairs one after the other, walked through the long corridor, and arrived at Frey's bedroom.

The moment the door opened, Sophia couldn't help but smile.

She knew this room all too well.

This is her room with Frey from her previous life.

Almost nothing has changed here; it's almost exactly the same as when he left.

The only difference was that there was now a portrait on the wall.

That's a portrait of Su Lan.

"Come in."

Frey's voice pulled her back to reality.

Sophia withdrew her gaze and followed Frey into the room.

"Take a shower first."

Frey said, turning and walking toward the bathroom.

Sophia followed behind her, her mind still a little dazed.

As the bathroom door opened, a faint fragrance wafted out.

Frey went into the bathroom and began to take off her clothes.

Sophia instinctively tried to look away, but her eyes were glued to the other person.

Frey took off her coat first, revealing her petticoat underneath.

Then they were removed one by one.

Sofia's eyes widened as the last layer of clothing slipped off.

The Frey before her was completely different from the Frey she remembered.

More than a decade ago, Frey was tall but rather thin, and her bust size was barely acceptable.

But Frey is now incredibly mature.

She has a curvaceous figure, fair and jade-like skin, and a waist that can be encircled by one hand.

Every detail exudes the unique charm of a mature woman.

Sophia felt a heat in her nasal cavity.

She quickly reached out and covered her nose.

"what happened?"

Frey turned her head and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"Oh, no, it's nothing."

Sophia said in a muffled voice.

She was cursing inwardly.

Frey looked at her for two seconds, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Take off your clothes quickly, the water is getting cold."

After Frey finished speaking, she stepped into the bath first.

Sophia stood there, hesitating for three seconds.

Then, gritting his teeth, he started taking off his clothes.

She is a six-year-old girl now.

Six years old.

You little brat, and the other person is still your woman.

What's there to be ashamed of?

Sophia mentally prepared herself, quickly took off her clothes, and then walked briskly towards the bath.

The bath is large enough to accommodate four or five people.

Frey had already leaned against the edge of the pool, her eyes closed, seemingly enjoying the soaking in the hot water.

Sofia carefully slid into the water and sat down in the corner furthest from Frey.

Why are you sitting so far away?

Frey opened her eyes and glanced at her.

"come over."

Sophia hesitated for a moment, but still moved over.