Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

Ling Wuwen blinked her eyes, and looked at Song Zhiqian with a suppressed smile.

Song Zhiqian really wanted to swallow what he said just now!

Oh my god... What he obviously wanted to say was: "I like you very much, really! So can you let me be your boyfriend...or you can be my girlfriend."

But what is meant by the words of a lifetime? What about hiring a long-term nanny?

Hahahaha... I have to admit that Ling Wuyi and Song Zhiqian still have a tacit understanding on this point.

"That... I didn't mean that! What I meant was..."

Song Zhiqian's eyes flickered, and he wanted to explain that what he said just now didn't mean that, but he was flustered and didn't know how to organize the words.

Ling Wuyi tilted her head, and under the light, she saw that Song Zhiqian's ears were so red that they were about to fall off.

"Ahem~ Is the word "Lifetime" not a confession? Then what do you want to express?" Ling Wuwen asked Song Zhiqian pretending to be angry, the laughter in her heart could hardly be held back.

"Ah... I mean... just..." That's what you mean! ! !

Song Zhiqian felt that he was completely finished. Everyone confessed their love with flowers and music, very romantic!

But what about him? Nothing! She couldn't even say the words "I like you"!

And - he is really a pig brain!

Obviously everyone understood what he wanted to confess, but he still said that was not what he meant!

At this moment, Song Zhiqian's heart is broken...

If he wasn't a big man who couldn't cry in front of women, he would be crying now!

"Forget it, you better stop talking, I'll pick up grandpa." Ling Wuwen waved her hand, turned to leave.

I don't know where Song Zhiqian got the courage to grab Ling Wuyi's arm and pull it towards him.

Ling Wuwen was pulled to turn around and fell in front of Song Zhiqian.

Song Zhiqian, who was originally clumsy with both hands and mouth, suddenly became self-taught. With one arm around Ling Wu's waist, he leaned over for a kiss.

Ling Wuyi's wide eyes looked at Song Zhiqian who had his eyes closed tightly, he...he...she didn't expect him to show it directly with actions!

Song Zhiqian has lived for nearly thirty years and has never been in a relationship, so he is even less good at kissing.

He simply kissed Ling Wuwen's lips without any movement.

His mind was blank now, and his ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat.

Five minutes later, Song Zhiqian finally let go of Ling Wuwen, but he still didn't let go.

Ling Wuyi looked up at Song Zhiqian, blushing: "You, what are you doing? Are you playing hooligans?"

"What I want to say is... May I ask you to be my first love and walk with me to the palace of marriage." Song Zhiqian looked at Ling Wuwen with focused and affectionate eyes.

This time, he wasn't so nervous that he couldn't speak, but he said... well, it was quite touching.

"Well...I have to think about it."

Ling Wuyi rested her hand on Song Zhiqian's chest, slightly lowered her head not to look at Song Zhiqian, her voice was much lower than usual.

"Then, then you can't find any grandson-in-law for Grandpa Zhou."

Ling Wuwen pushed Song Zhiqian away, walked back briskly, and said with a smile: "Look at your performance! If you behave well, I won't look for you."

Song Zhiqian hurriedly chased after Ling Wuwen, and then took her hand: "If I don't behave well, you can't look for me either!"

Ling Wuyi turned her head to look at him, and then heard Song Zhiqian say arrogantly: "I don't think you will find a better man than me!"

Ling Wuxi chuckled and said, "Are you that confident?"

Song Zhiqian is not an idiot, he knew that he was accepted by seeing Ling Wuwen's expression.

It seems that after the confession is over, people are not nervous.

He shook Ling Wu's hand, and said with a smile, "It's not that I'm confident, but I know that other men are definitely not as good as me in your eyes! Didn't you say that beauty is in the eye of a beholder?"

Ling Wuyi pursed her lips and smiled, turned her head away from looking at Song Zhiqian, and muttered: "Look, you're so embarrassing..."

"By the way, Yun'er, can you come to my house to cook tomorrow? I haven't eaten your cooking for two days."

Ling Wuwen: "..." So her good cooking skills are destined to raise a president who is a foodie, right?

"It's okay to eat? But you have to wash the dishes!"

"Okay... okay..." If it breaks, buy a new one~ Song Zhiqian thought so in his heart.

Ling Wujin knew what Song Zhiqian was thinking, so she added: "If I break a bowl, I will miss cooking you a meal."

Song Zhiqian's face collapsed all of a sudden: "Ah? Don't want it?"

"Do you have the final say or I have the final say?" Ling Wuyi put her arms around her chest and looked at Song Zhiqian with raised eyebrows.

"You decide……"

"Hmph~ That's about the same!"

...

After Song Zhiqian confessed his love, his favorability instantly soared to ninety-nine points.

It's just that close!

Originally, Ling Wuyi thought it was just a little favorability, and it should be added soon.

As a result... Another month passed, and the last bit of favorability was not added.

Ever since Ling Wuwen dated Song Zhiqian, Grandpa Zhou has been urging the wedding.

And Zhou Zhi basically didn't go home.

Ling Wuwen didn't ask Xia Lun how Zhou Zhi and Mu Niannian were doing.

However, Ling Wuwen didn't let Xia Lun watch, and Mu Niannian thought that it would be fine to stick to Zhou, but he couldn't touch the Zhou family.

After all, the Zhou family is Grandpa Zhou's painstaking effort, and it cannot be ruined by a woman!

Xia Lun's original words were: "Little 55, don't worry, that Mu Niannian mainly follows the relationship strategy, but I am a little worried whether they will get back together."

In that case, You Haofan is really too pitiful!

Ling Wuxi's answer was: "If that's the case, I will definitely make a move!"

Are you kidding me, Zhou Zhi and Mu Niannian are having sex again? She won't allow—

"Xiao Yezhong, why are you so shameless! Did you learn from your mistress' mother?"

Ling Wu, who slept until midnight and was a little thirsty, went downstairs to pour water in the kitchen, but heard Zhou Liang's voice when she went upstairs.

The little bastard that Zhou Liang was talking about, he knew who he was scolding without guessing.

Tsk~ A month ago, Grandpa Zhou punished him for framing Zhou Yi, but he still hasn't restrained himself at all.

That Zhou Yi is also strange, he always bears it silently, isn't he angry and doesn't want to fight back?

Ling Wuxi shook her head, then raised her feet and walked in the direction of the voice.

At the corner of the corridor on the third floor, Zhou Liang, who may have just returned from a nightclub, blocked Zhou Yi in pajamas.

Zhou Liang was so drunk that he was shaking, as if he was going to fall down at any time.

He pointed at Zhou Yi's nose, and hiccupped: "You little bastard...why don't you die, you! It's all your fault, Mingming and I were made to kneel by grandpa!"