After Dai Can and Yao Peihua left, Shen Qingxue felt much more relaxed.

Her hanging heart gradually relaxed because Song Yang looked as usual.

Because I know how good he is, it is inevitable to worry about gains and losses.

But after being sent home by him in the evening, Shen Qingxue immediately started typing in vain with the Wubi practice paper given out for her computer class.

Seeing her daughter's serious look, Lin Qixia interrupted and asked, "Did you have fun today?"

"Um."

If there hadn't been that little episode, it would have been a perfect day for Shen Qingxue.

Now, she is looking forward to tomorrow: "Mom, what are his considerations when he said it would be better not to stay and sleep? We have to go to the Forbidden City together tomorrow, and he has to come to pick me up from school."

Lin Qixia sat on the edge of the bed next to her desk, thought for a while and smiled: "It's right for him to do this. Although it's a bit harder, what I cherish is your and mother's reputation."

Shen Qingxue listened to her explain the truth behind it. Although she was a little embarrassed, she asked incomprehensively: "Does he think... we might not be able to go on?"

"Why do you think so? This makes me feel that he is very attentive to you, very serious, and not anxious for a moment. He knows how to cherish your reputation, which is a good thing."

Lin Qixia didn't know that her daughter saw a very beautiful sister today, who was also the cousin of Song Yang's roommate, and a model whose career overlapped with Song Yang's.

Shen Qingxue was not delusional, so she continued to practice Wubi.

No matter what, if he is better, he will of course like it more.

But you also have to be able to dress up a little, being beautiful is also very important.

So she said: "Mom, when are you going to buy autumn and winter clothes?"

Lin Qixia saw through her thoughts at a glance and said with a smile: "Okay, I will take you with me then. When I get up tomorrow morning, I will teach you how to put on some light makeup."

If he was really a young man who followed Li Ru and drank and drank, he would not have the determination to go back to school today.

Song Yang was indeed changing Lin Qixia's initial prejudice against him little by little.

…

On the second day, Shen Qingxue actually wore an exquisite cheongsam and minimal makeup, which amazed Song Yang.

Although my hair was not long enough, I took care of it carefully this time and decorated it with hairpins.

Lin Qixia has already gone to the store. This is the second day of the holiday.

Seeing that she was not there, Song Yang joked to Shen Qingxue: "Is it because of Dai Can's cousin that you dressed up deliberately today?"

This was the first time the two of them talked about Yao Peihua after she left yesterday.

Shen Qingxue couldn't bear it, and hesitantly defended: "It's more appropriate to go to the Forbidden City..."

"Suitable!" Song Yang was used to her loose clothes, and now he couldn't help but look at her more, "She's beautiful and elegant! I didn't prepare anything yesterday, but I bought a camera later, and it was just right!"

Shen Qingxue saw the strange look in his eyes, her body felt warm, and her heart felt happy.

They didn't hold hands on the way out. After Song Yang insisted on taking a taxi, Shen Qingxue took the initiative to hold his finger and whispered in his ear: "Mom put on my makeup! She is getting more and more beautiful now."

I believe you."

It seems that dressing her up so beautifully was Lin Qixia's intention.

Song Yang found it funny: "Did you tell her that you met Dai Can's cousin yesterday?"

"...No." Seeing him mention it again, Shen Qingxue simply asked, "Do you think she...is good-looking?"

"You're good-looking." Song Yang nodded, "But you see Dai Can is so annoyed by her, he must have a bad character. You are much prettier, I only like you. But when you dress up for me, I watch

Very happy.”

"...Mom made me wear this!"

"Then praise mom."

Shen Qingxue grabbed his waist, and Song Yang returned the favor.

After putting his hands around her waist, Shen Qingxue trembled, then she pursed her lips and half leaned into his arms.

This guy must be unable to resist taking a taxi!

But Shen Qingxue kind of likes him and can't help herself...

…

Times are indeed changing, and conservative folk customs are gradually becoming more open, which can be seen from the fact that more and more tourists are dressing more and more politely.

This time is probably the last chance to dress cooler in Yanjing. There is a lot of youthful atmosphere in the ancient palaces.

But Song Yang could only see Shen Qingxue because of yesterday's "catalyst", wrapped in a cheongsam and entering into the expectation that the relationship between the two would heat up a little more.

No one disturbed her, and she left her beautiful side in Song Yang's lens.

When the two of them were sitting in a small pavilion in the imperial garden to rest, Shen Qingxue could already feel relieved about Yao Peihua's appearance, and she could also say to Song Yang more calmly: "The emperor has a queen and so many concubines. You will be very rich."

, I will meet many beautiful girls, and I will grow old. In fact, I have thought about what my mother said before. But I believe you."

"...How unjust you say I am!" Song Yang looked helpless, "Yesterday I didn't even look at him, and you are so nervous today. You dressed up and reminded me again."

"I'm not nervous anymore!" Shen Qingxue smiled sweetly, "I don't know why, but I have a feeling that although you were very surprised when you first saw her, you didn't think it was a big deal, as if you had seen her too much."

"Yes, I see you every day."

"...You're joking again." Shen Qingxue's disapproving expression looked a bit coquettish because she was wearing this cheongsam, "It's just...you didn't really control yourself not to look at her, but you didn't look at her naturally. I didn't even think about it.

I can't help but look at her all the time..."

"You can't talk too much about this topic, you know? You are deepening her impression on me." Song Yang teased.

"oh!"

"But thanks to her appearance, otherwise how would I know that you are so nervous about me now?"

"...Song Yang!"

"How wonderful it is to be in this state. Show me different clothes from now on." Song Yang was pleased with himself, and then said seriously, "But you can't wear such beautiful clothes in school, otherwise I will worry!"

"Of course I won't dress like this every day!"

Seeing his eyes wandering along her figure, Shen Qingxue stood up and turned her back: "Let's go over there to play."

Song Yang stood up and hugged her waist.

Shen Qingxue became thin-skinned when there were other tourists. After taking his hand away, she hugged one of his arms again: "You can't do that, there are so many people..."

"Oh, but we'll take a taxi back later."

"……Um."

The residual feeling in her waist was still there, and now that she was holding his hand, Shen Qingxue felt something else.

Seeing that his hand suddenly moved toward her, Shen Qingxue stared at him with a red face.

Song Yang enjoyed the soft touch and looked innocent: "What's wrong?"

"...Don't do anything bad!"

"That's unless you don't want to walk."

How can we not walk? As long as we move forward step by step, the relationship between the two of us will be slow.

"Besides...it's impossible for me not to dream."

Shen Qingxue was immediately embarrassed.

What were you doing in your dream?

Song Yang chuckled, and Shen Qingxue still held his hand tightly after all.

Their hearts are filled with affection. What young man or woman has not thought about some intimate things?

A legitimate couple, such private conversations between two people will only make each other enjoy and admire each other.

So Song Yang sighed again: "How could I have survived these four years if I didn't spend more time on making money!"

Shen Qingxue felt very sweet after hearing this.

Mom is right, he is very serious and not in a hurry.

When Song Yang returned home from the Forbidden City and was about to go back to school, Shen Qingxue gently held him in his arms.

As soon as Song Yang turned around, Shen Qingxue pulled his front, pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and stood on tiptoes slightly.

Her breathing was a little heavy, and her figure under the cheongsam was rising and falling.

Song Yang's heart suddenly moved, and his hands slowly hugged her waist.

Shen Qingxue's eyebrows trembled, she bit her lip, but still closed her eyes and whispered: "I...I dreamed about it too."

Song Yang suddenly exerted force on his hands, hugged her close to her, and then bowed his head.

The clumsy girl was confused and lost her mind. When she came to her senses, she realized that she was also hugging his waist.

But the lover said in his ear: "This is not the only thing I dreamed about."

Shen Qingxue immediately gently grabbed his back and shook her head.

"Thank you Dai Can tomorrow."

Shen Qingxue broke away angrily, stared at his smiling face and said, "It's not because of her!"

"You're kidding, it's because I can't see what you look like now, hiding from my eyes." Song Yang smiled and held her face, "You came first to confess your love, and you came first to have the first kiss. From now on, it will be me who takes the initiative.

, don’t be afraid.”

How could Shen Qingxue not be afraid? Seeing him approaching again, she felt a little panicked.
Chapter completed!