New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!
The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...
"Won't people say I'm trying to look young?" Ye Qingqing wasn't very confident.
Lu Mo's eyes lit up. He had just grabbed one casually, but he hadn't expected it to look so good. His wife looked like a fairy descending to earth in it, as if she had returned to her youthful days. Seeing this made him want to exercise a few more times.
“You’re already very young. Last time someone even said you were my daughter,” Lu Mo said seriously.
The veteran cadre spoke sweet nothings without batting an eye, making Ye Qingqing's heart flutter, but she still had to be modest, saying, "Who's talking nonsense? I've got wrinkles all over!"
"Those are smile lines. You had them when you were eighteen. Many people say you're my daughter." Lu Mo's sweet talk skills have improved significantly, and his ability to lie through his teeth has also advanced several levels.
Ye Qingqing covered her mouth and giggled, completely captivated by the charm. She gave him a reproachful look and said, "You're talking nonsense again."
But she was secretly pleased and decided to wear the dress that night.
Lu Mo's lips curled up slightly as he wrapped his arms around Ye Qingqing from behind, breathing warm air into her ear, "Do you want me to prove with my actions that I wasn't lying?"
Ye Qingqing used to always wear dark-colored clothes, which looked good, but it would get tiring to look at after a while. Now, her eyes were really refreshed, which made him even more excited and eager to do more exercise.
"No... I'm exhausted, I still have so much to do today..." Ye Qingqing pleaded, but she couldn't resist the passion of the man who was scalding her body. Lu Mo was too lazy to say anything more and started to grope her.
"Don't pull my clothes, I still need to wear them tonight..."
"There are so many more, you'll look good in any of them."
"Don't bite my neck..."
"good……"
The answer was straightforward: they immediately moved to a new location and set off in bursts of flame.
...
The room was filled with the bright spring sunshine again. The clouds had dispersed and the rain had stopped. Lu Mo had finally finished eating and even kindly gave Ye Qingqing a bath. When he went to work, Ye Qingqing was still lying on the bed, unable to get up.
"Ugh... You're so old, yet you still have so much energy, oh my..."
Ye Qingqing rolled over, her back aching so badly she couldn't get up. She cursed a few more times in anger. Her phone rang; it was Song Hongye calling. The four of them had arranged to get their hair and beauty treatments done. They were all going to make a grand entrance today to overshadow Sun Yurong.
"What are you doing? The three of us are already here."
"I overslept, you guys sit down first, I'll be right there." Ye Qingqing struggled to get out of bed, her back and legs aching, and she couldn't help but groan. Song Hongye smiled ambiguously, "Your husband Lu is quite energetic, he's forty years old and still so vigorous."
They can keep someone in bed so tightly; they have more energy than young people!
Ye Qingqing's face flushed, and she spat out, "Pah, what nonsense are you talking about? I stayed up late watching the movie last night."
“I know, I know. You're watching Japanese adult films, and you can't help yourself when you're watching. I understand. Take your time, don't rush. Take a hot bath and spray some rose essential oil to relax. After all, you're not an eighteen-year-old girl anymore, so don't twist your arms and legs.” Song Hongye teased.
"You old lecher, I'm not talking to you anymore."
Ye Qingqing couldn't handle it and quickly hung up, otherwise who knows what kind of dirty talk this woman would say.
Song Hongye even said that Du Peiran was a smooth talker, but isn't she the same way? Birds of a feather flock together, the two of them are exactly the same.
The purple cake dress is meant to be worn at night, not during the day. Ye Qingqing originally wanted to change into her usual dark-colored clothes, but when she saw a pile of light-colored clothes on the bed, she couldn't help but be tempted. Just now, she was only wearing a light purple dress, and she had already made Lu Mo unable to resist. Should she try other colors?