Transmigration: How to Allure a Man

The next day, because I had a good rest the day before, Qingqing was no longer the image of languid. He walked around Qingliang temple with Yuming in high spirits.

"Gong Madam, if you don't go back, the master should be worried. " Yuming is rather timid, but remembering Feng Yu's instructions, Yuming has to muster up the courage to stop Qingqing from wandering in the woods.

Qingqing smiles, raises her hand and pats Yuming's forehead: "do you listen to your master? Or your wife? "

Yuming knelt down on the ground in a hurry and said in dismay: "Princess Mingjian, the maidservant is naturally obedient to the princess."

Qingqing's original intention was just to tease her, but it attracted her so much reaction. She thought that after this period of time, their fear of her should not be so heavy.

Helplessly smile, personally helped her up, said: "up, this palace know your loyalty, do not need to be so."

Yu Ming was relieved, and her pale face recovered a little bit of color. She thought of her duty and said, "madam, I haven't taken medicine today. Why don't you go back with me first?"

Qingqing knows that if she doesn't go back with her today, the girl will kneel down and beg her again. She can only follow her wishes.

Fortunately, it's not far from where they live. After a while, we can see the landmark tree in their yard.

After a few more turns, we finally got to the small gate of the yard.

Before they got close to their bedroom, Feng Yu could be seen leaning against the big tree and looking at her gently.

"Back?" Feng Yu straightened up and walked briskly towards her.

"Ding, the target's liking degree is + 5, and the current liking degree is 55."

Qingqing gave him a complicated look, then quickly faded the complicated emotion and bent his eyes: "abbot, he is not here?" See him so leisurely wait for her to come back, clear so guess.

Feng Yu, smiling, naturally took her hand and said, "there's a distinguished guest coming. He's going to receive them."

"Oh? Who else can ask him to pick it up in person? " Qingqing suddenly came to the interest, empty dust that person even the emperor's face all don't give, still say can let him so solemn.

Feng Yu placed Qingqing on Yuandun and held back the people in the room. Then she said, "the boy of the Song family has come back from school."

Qingqing was stunned. He couldn't remember who the son of the Song family was: "which song family?"

Feng Yu sighed, suddenly squatted down and took off her shoes and socks. "First apply the medicine, and then I'll talk to you."

Although Feng Yu has given her medicine twice since last night, Qingqing still feels unaccustomed and subconsciously wants to stretch her foot back.

"Don't move." Feng Yu expected that Qingqing would be like this. She was ready for it and soon caught the tender foot back.

A trace of uneasiness flashed across qingmingyan's face and said, "it's all right, no more medicine." Qingqing is not trying to be brave. Last night, she found that when she was asleep, the stone in front of her chest and the stone she just got seemed to have a feeling. A stream of heat spread to all parts of her body along her veins. She didn't feel hot, she just felt comfortable.

Originally, she thought it was a dream, but the next day when she found that she was fresh, the blisters on the sole of her feet were scabby, and the old scars were completely faded, she felt that it was not necessarily a dream.

Feng Yu ignored Qingqing's words and continued to move in his hand, but when he touched Qingqing's smooth sole, he was stunned

Qingqing narrowed her eyes and approached Feng Yu: "why does this sound like a pity? You don't want this palace to be ok? "

But Feng Yu laughed. Suddenly, she put her hand on her head and pressed forward. Then their faces got closer.

"Ding, the target's liking degree is + 5, and the current liking degree is 60."

"I'm really sorry. I thought it would take a few days."

His burning breath sprayed on her face, very hot. Her face turned red unconsciously, and she wanted to step back, but her head was firmly fixed by him, unable to move.

"Does the son-in-law want to play a hooligan?" Qingqing put her hands on Feng Yu's chest to ease her heart.

Feng Yu suddenly put away her smile and said to Qingqing seriously, "if I say yes, princess, will you follow me?"

The corner of Qingqing's mouth drew, and he suddenly pushed Feng Yu. Although he didn't push him away, he finally pulled their faces away.

"Since you don't need to use the medicine, you'd better tell me about the Song family first." In order to prevent him from coming up, Qingqing didn't let go of his hand.

Feng Yu smiles, grabs Qingqing's hands in one hand, and says, "Song family boy, full name song Renjin, does the princess really have no impression?"