Transmigration: How to Allure a Man

The eldest lady also knew the importance of the matter, and immediately nodded her head. She felt even more sorry for her daughter: "son, I don't know who the teacher is. If I knew he was like that, my mother would not marry you to him."

Qingqing sighed. How can she blame her for this? The original owner has to marry him. "Niang, I want to marry myself. Moreover, everything is over. My cousin is very kind to me. You don't have to worry about me."

Seeing that Qingqing spoke for Song Yu several times, she also understood that her daughter was now facing him. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "how does he treat you?"

Qingqing said truthfully, "he is very kind to me."

The last time her daughter came back, she looked a little better than before. Now I see her appearance again, and I can see that her daughter's words are true. It's just that Song Yu took advantage of Ouyang's family accident to force her daughter to leave. Even in marriage, there is an element of exchange. It's all false to say that she can't deal with each other. But now it's a foregone conclusion, and she's happy Naturally, we can no longer treat our son-in-law with the same attitude as before.

"Qingqing, if he doesn't pursue the past and treat you sincerely, you will live well with him. He is also my nephew. When he didn't agree with your marriage, he thought he was a little colder. He was afraid that he would treat you badly, but he didn't expect to be such a man in Jing'an..." At this point, the eldest lady gave a pause.

No one in the capital knows that Jing'an Hou is a beautiful man who is extremely elegant and modest. However, reality slaps her in the face. She is wrong.

The Marquis of Jing'an is not a bad person. He married her to support the people of Marquis of Jing'an, and to cover up his sexual orientation. During his three years in Marquis of Jing'an, he was not bad except for being embarrassed by the mean old woman occasionally.

Qingqing looked into the big lady's eyes and said, "mother, daughter knows."

Qingqing stayed at Ouyang's house for a long time until they finished their dinner.

Sitting in the carriage, Qingqing can feel that Song Yu is in a good mood. She doesn't know what happened in Ouyang's house. It's still a long way from Dinghai Marquis's house. Qingqing opens the paper bag and takes a piece of candy to eat.

The carriage was very big. There was a soft carpet in it. In front of it was a red sandalwood tea table with a set of celadon tea sets. Suddenly feel a little thirsty, want to pour a glass of water for oneself, but see opposite person Lengleng Leng ground looking at her, is he also thirsty? "Do you want it?" he asked

Song Yu's clear voice came from his ear: "please, madam."

Qingqing nodded, suddenly thought of something, then said: "my parents are not in good health, I wonder if I can let Dr. Li go to show them?" Qingqing later learned that the old man who had treated him before was called a miracle doctor. If he could go to see them, his parents would be better soon.

Song Yu took the tea from Qingqing, blew it close to her mouth, sipped it, and said, "the lady is in charge of these little things. Don't ask me any more, and I have to trouble her about the affairs in the house."

Qingqing also took a sip of tea, but he drank it too quickly, and his tongue was scalded, "Oh

Song Yu snatched the tea from her hand, flicked her forehead, and said, "Why are you so careless? Drink my cup and it's cool." He put his cup in front of Qingqing, and he took a few mouthfuls of the cup Qingqing had drunk.

Qingqing stares at the tea cup in front of her and doesn't know whether to drink it or not. It seems that they are not close enough to drink a cup of tea together. But if they don't drink it, will he think she's disgusted.

"What's the matter? Not thirsty? " Song Yu hooked her lips and felt better.

"Ding, the target's liking degree is + 5, and the current liking degree is 75."

Qingqing subconsciously shook his head, took a tentative drink from the teacup, and when he saw that it was ready to enter, he did not hesitate to do so.

"Ding, the target's liking degree is + 5, and the current liking degree is 80."

When the carriage arrived at the gate of Dinghai Marquis, it was already raining outside.

Song Yu got out of the carriage first, and then stood beside the carriage, holding Qingqing's hand. Qingqing's hand was on his palm, and he slowly came down. When he got to the ground safely, he wanted to take his hand back, but he was held by Song Yu. "It's raining, madam, let's share an umbrella with me."

Qingqing blinked suspiciously. Even if you share an umbrella, you don't need to hold hands.

Song Yu saw through Qingqing's psychology at a glance and said with a smile: "the umbrella is too small. If the lady doesn't get close to it, she will get wet."

I'm so embarrassed. Is Song Yu flirting with him? Isn't he a high cold man? "Mr. Hou, there are still people here."

Song Yu put away the smile on her face and swept it for a week. The servant who was swept by his sight quickly lowered his head, hoping that he was invisible.

At this time, it's all dark. I remember that Song Yu pushed things off in order to accompany her today. Now I'm sure I'll be busy till late. I won't argue with him any more. I take the initiative to hold his hand and pull him in. "Let's go. It's late. I'm tired."

Listening to Qingqing's coquettish words, Song Yu was stunned, as if her heart was slowly closing to him.

"Ding, the target's liking degree is + 5, and the current liking degree is 85."It's raining harder and harder. In the middle of the rain, Qingqing suggests that the servant bring another umbrella, but Song Yu refuses. When she returns to her yard with Song Yu, Qingqing is only wet with her shoes and socks, but Song Yu is half wet.

At that moment, Qingqing felt that the string at the bottom of her heart was broken, and a kind of emotion called moving rushed towards her fiercely. Before, she always reminded herself that she was just a passer-by, but now she was afraid that she could no longer walk away.

Song Yu takes her back to the main courtyard and orders her servants to wait on her to change clothes. Then she wants to leave with her umbrella.

Qingqing grabbed the corner of his sleeve and said, "master Hou, your clothes are wet. Put on new clothes before you go."

Song Yu looks down at her robe. It's really wet. She stops and calls Yangzi to change clothes for him. At the same time, she urges Qingqing to take a bath to avoid catching cold.

Bubble in the soup pool, Qingqing sighed, Mou Guang some dim, aware of Qingqing low mood, small seven asked softly: "what's the matter?"

Qingqing said, "Xiao Qi, I seem to like Song Yu. What do you say?"

Xiaoqi thinks about it. Actually, it doesn't matter if she likes it. Anyway, that person wants to revive Qingqing, but also for this purpose. Of course, none of these can let Qingqing know, "it's nothing. Don't you like Lu Shengrui before? It's not a good time yet. "

Qingqing said: "that's not the same. I don't like Lu Shengrui as a man or a woman. Anyway, I don't know how to express my feelings clearly. It's just different."