Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

Because she doesn't have to go to work in the company today, Ling Wuyi plans to go to bed later.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she came back, Mother Song began to prepare breakfast for her again.

After washing up casually, Ling Wuwen directly put on a matching jacket with bell sleeves of the same color over the suspender nightdress.

The coat is long and just reaches the ankle.

Ling Wuwen didn't wear a belt either, and went out of the room in such a dress.

Hearing Ling Wuwen's footsteps, Song Zhicheng turned his head reflexively.

The suspender nightdress inside Ling Wu's catkin was very short, barely covering her delicate buttocks, and her long fair legs were generously exposed.

Her hair was draped lazily, because she wanted to eat breakfast and then go back to sleep, so Ling Wuyi didn't plan to wake up her brain.

Walking out with sleepy eyes like this, coupled with her clothes, is so sexy that men can't hold themselves back!

Song Zhicheng held his own, but compared to usual, he was obviously flustered a lot.

"Ah, Ali..."

"Well, good morning, Zhicheng!" Ling Wuyi didn't pay attention to Song Zhicheng's instantly flushed ears and pink cheeks.

Sitting at the dining table, Ling Wunie was still a little confused.

After a while, Ling Wuwen picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of preserved egg and lean meat porridge to eat.

Then he reached out to take a bite of the steamed bun made by Song's mother.

"Oh, by the way, I don't go to work today, what time will Aunt He go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables? I'll accompany her."

Ling Wuyi suddenly remembered that today was Saturday, and Song Zhicheng happened to not have to go to work in the hospital.

So sleep or something can still be thrown aside first.

Song Zhicheng is a filial son. When he is not at work, he will accompany Song's mother to buy vegetables.

Ling Wuyi proposed to accompany Song's mother to buy vegetables, but it was also to get in touch with Song Zhicheng!

Receiving Ling Wu's gaze, Song Zhicheng's eyes sparkled, and he came back to his senses: "Oh, go out to buy vegetables at nine o'clock."

Ling Wuyi turned her head and glanced at the clock on the wall, it was twenty past eight.

"Well~ Nazhicheng, you go back first, I'll wash the dishes after eating and send them over."

Song Zhicheng nodded, hummed, and left Ling Wuxi's house with somewhat messy footsteps.

After Song Zhicheng left, Ling Wuyue smiled.

Sure enough, men are visual animals, no matter what kind of man they are.

Just now Song Zhicheng just because of her dress, that kind of visual impact added a little favorability!

Even if it’s just a little bit, it’s better than nothing!

Now it is 86 points of favorability, maybe it will be 90 points of favorability after today!

Oh oh oh oh~ It's beautiful just thinking about it!

Xia Lun: →_→Are you confident that you can add up to ninety points today?

Ling Wuwen: Not confident...

By the time Ling Wuwen took the tableware and went to Song's house, it was almost nine o'clock.

Ling Wuwen wore a casual light blue chiffon shirt with sleeves and a pair of white flat sneakers.

I got a half ball head with a relatively younger age, and it looks so tender that water can be squeezed out!

Song Zhicheng, who had already buffered, was not too surprised when he saw Ling Wuyi dressed up like this, after all, he was already mentally prepared.

On the other hand, Mother Song's reaction was much greater than that of Song Zhicheng!

As if seeing something extraordinary, he gasped in surprise: "Oh my god~ is this our Ali?!"

Ling Wuyi smiled and nodded: "When I went to country F this time, I bought a lot of different styles of clothes. How about Aunt He, does she look eighteen years old?"

Song's mother shook her head again and again: "It doesn't look like it! It's just eighteen years old!"

Ling Wu couldn't help laughing. When she came over, she brought several bags besides the tableware.

Putting the bags on the sofa, Ling Wuxi took out a skirt from one of the bags and handed it to Mother Song.

"I saw this when I was shopping, and I thought it was very suitable for Aunt He, so I bought it for you. I bought several sets of clothes for you and Uncle Song, and I also bought one for Zhicheng."

Mother Song stared intently at the clothes Ling Wuwen bought for her, her eyes were full of satisfaction and love.

"Oh, Ali is indeed a jewelry designer, and his taste is good! But these must be very expensive to buy in a store in country F, right? You bought too much, and your Uncle Song and I are both getting old, so there is no need to do this Expensive!"

Ling Wupi still had a smile on her face: "Then Aunt He, don't cook me breakfast anymore, it's too expensive~"

"That won't work! If you don't make breakfast and cook for you, what will you do if you don't eat on time? It will be bad for your health! Okay, okay, Aunt He can't tell you, take these clothes into the room first, sit and wait Soon!"

Song's mother patted Ling Wuwen on the shoulder, then picked up the clothes Ling Wuwen bought for her and Song's father, and prepared to go to the room.

One of the bags belonged to Song Zhicheng, Song's mother asked Song Zhicheng to bring his clothes into the room, and the two of them went to the bedroom together.

Ling Wuxi sat on the sofa and waited, taking out her mobile phone and swiping boredly.

Just as Song Zhicheng came out of his room, he was dragged into the room by Song's mother who was waiting there.

"Mom, what are you doing?" As soon as the words finished, Song's mother raised her index finger and hissed, signaling Song Zhicheng to speak softly.

Song Zhicheng was confused, but nodded honestly.

Song's mother asked Song Zhicheng in a low voice: "Son, Mom asked you, did something happen to Ali?"

Song Zhicheng raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

"Seeing that Ali's state has changed all of a sudden, it must not be a matter of work!...It is a matter of love!"

Song's mother seemed to have turned on the reasoning mode to guess why Ling Wuwen suddenly seemed to be a different person.

Guessing that Ling Wuwen might have changed because of emotional matters, Mother Song slapped her hands, "It's over, it's over!"

The corner of Song Zhicheng's mouth twitched helplessly: "What's the end?"

He did know why Ling Wuyue suddenly changed his personality, but can he tell Song's mother?

can't!

If you tell Mother Song, then you don't have to guess the answer at all!

No matter whether it was Song's father or Song's mother, they would very much approve of him being with Ling Wuyue.

So Song Zhicheng really can't say it!

Song's mother patted Song Zhicheng on the back of the head with a bit of resentment: "You brat! If Ali has a boyfriend, you are hopeless! What are you talking about?!"

"Cough...so Mom, you thought Ali was in a relationship, and that's why he suddenly changed his personality?"

Song Zhicheng looked at Song's mother with wide eyes in surprise, his mother's queen can really guess!

"Ang! How about it! Do you know what it means to be a woman who pleases you?! Think about Ali's dress before, and look at her current dress! If you don't have someone you like, can you dress yourself up like this? "