Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1260

Stagnation on the first nine days

His words were ambiguous, which made her difficult to answer.

If he blamed him, he was afraid that she would say she was passionate.

The ninth day of the ninth day simply pursed his lips, not arguing with him.

"Tell me all the secrets of your wealth, it's not bad for this item, you can say it quickly." Lu Tingchen urged.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, she really had no choice but to take the Lu brothers and sisters.

"The twelfth lunar month." She said dullly, just wanting to dismiss him.

However, after hearing this, Lu Tingchen said thoughtfully: "You were born on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and your name is Ruoxue. Then there must be snow on the day you were born. So your family named you Ruoxue. This is really true. A good name!"

Chu Jiu was startled, and did not deny what he said.

She walked forward in silence, and suddenly heard him say with a beating: "Ruoxue Ruoxue, it sounds crystal clear and white, but why is your face so dark on the ninth day of the month?"

Ninth day: "..."

She turned her head, glanced at him, and said mockingly: "Yes, my skin is dark, and my skin is whiter than that of Lu Shizi." After a pause, she said, "sissy!"

Lu Tingchen looked at her in amazement, squeezed her shoulders with his fingers, and said dangerously, "How dare you swear?"

On the 9th day of the month, he flicked away his hand, "No, I am praising you."

Lu Tingchen discovered for the first time that Chu Jiu's mouth was also very bad.

He laughed angrily, put his fingers on her pulled hair, rubbed it vigorously, then stared at her face, and said inexplicably, "Well, you are beautiful with a bird's nest."

Chu Jiu really wanted to take off his shoes and pat him on the face.

"Insane!" She cursed, turned and walked back.

When Lu Tingchen saw this, he didn't catch up.

Instead, he wandered into the tent of his mother.

Ling Lihua was sitting in the tent, drinking tea to be shocked.

Seeing Lu Tingchen coming in, he looked up and down with strange eyes.

Lu Tingchen was numb when she saw her.

Thinking of the scene she had run into in the account of the ninth day of the ninth day, my heart was actually not so calm on the surface.

His handsome face was slightly hot, especially when he faced the deep-meaning eyes of Shang Niangqin.

"Mother." He chose to ignore the sight of his mother and spoke first, breaking the weird atmosphere in the account.

Ling Lihua took a sip of tea and asked, "How do you feel?"

Lu Tingchen was taken aback, looking at her confusedly, "How does it feel?"

"I have to ask you." Ling Lihua crossed her legs, smiling but not smiling.

Upon seeing this, Lu Tingchen suppressed the enthusiasm on his face, and curled his eyebrows: "Mother, you have misunderstood. I did nothing with Chu Jiu."

"Really didn't do it?" Ling Lihua didn't believe it.

She didn't believe that nothing happened between the two of the beautiful scenes she just saw.

"Who do you think I am?" Lu Tingchen sat down beside her, a little angry, "I won't touch her until she enters the door."

Ling Lihua stunned, "Are you serious?"

"The ninth day is a good girl." Lu Tingchen frowned.

"I know she is a good girl. But I thought you..." Ling Lihua looked at her son suspiciously.

Lu Tingchen almost vomited a mouthful of old blood, "I am your son, you would rather trust others than me."

"Don't get excited, son, I just said it casually." Ling Lihua was a little embarrassed, and quickly poured him a cup of tea to suppress his anger.

Lu Tingchen picked it up and drank it. After considering it, he calmly said: "Mother will repair the book to grandmother as soon as possible, and ask grandmother to help me prepare. I want to take the time to return to the Imperial Capital in a few days."

Ling Lihua knew what he was talking about, but still wanted to make sure, "Why are you going back?"

"We are married."

"with who?"

"The ninth day."

(End of this chapter)