"Really? Do you really believe me? ”

"Yes, yes, I believe you are innocent, you quickly wipe it, don't cry."

Song Lichu quickly found a piece of paper and handed it to her, and after a while of comfort, her crying stopped.

In order to make Song Lichu trust herself completely, Zhu Yue took the initiative to hold her hand and said, "That's ...... Would you like to go out shopping together in the evening? ”

Song Lichu was a little confused by her sudden enthusiasm, and in view of the lessons from the past, she still raised her vigilance.

"Huh? No, I ...... Something was going on in the evening. ”

"Well, well, I'll tell you when you're free, I'll usually have time."

"Okay, okay."

By the time Zhu Yue came out after appeasing him, it was already dark.

When Song Lichu walked out of the gate of the health center, he saw Wen Qingye standing next to the propaganda column, leaning slightly on the pillar next to him, his hands crossed on his chest, and his head slightly raised, relaxed and casual.

She hurried up to him, her chest heaving slightly.

"Have you waited a long time?"

Wen Qingye turned his head and saw that she was panting slightly, and waited a few seconds before speaking.

"It's okay, let's get in the car."

"Hmm."

After several run-ins, the two now have a high degree of tacit understanding.

Song Lichu sat in the back seat, thinking about how to secretly add a meal at night, but he didn't expect the car to suddenly stop in the middle of the road.

When she reacted, she found herself being taken to a clearing on the edge of a forest.

"Where is this?"

Song Lichu, who jumped out of the car, looked around, and was stunned that he had never found anything about this place in his memory.

Wen Qingye, who set up the car, looked back at her.

"Didn't you promise to teach you how to ride? I see that the weather is okay today, and I should be able to practice for a while and then go home. ”

Song Lichu's face was shocked, his mouth opened into an O-shape, and he was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

The big eyes widened at the boss, staring intently at Wen Qingye.

When did she let him teach himself to ride, wasn't he talking alone?

Song Lichu, whose heart was like ashes, drooped his face, pursed his mouth, and whispered: "Can I not learn?" ”

"Why? It's not as hard as you think, as long as you can ride it......"

"The problem is that I just can't ride it, you see, this saddle is almost up to my navel, I can't get on it at all......"

Song Lichu pouted, wanting to complain that the car was too tall and too big, and it was difficult for her to learn this car.

When she stood next to the tall bicycle, she stomped her feet, pouted, and complained aggrievedly, it really looked like she was coquettish.

Wen Qingye stood in place, his heart seemed to be scratched by a kitten, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually dyed with a pleasant breath, looking at her gently.

"If you really don't want to learn, forget it."

"Really?"

Song Lichu's eyes widened suddenly, staring at him in disbelief.

"Well, if you don't want to, you don't learn, you have the right to choose."

Song Lichu listened to his words, and suddenly understood a little why the original owner was so infatuated with him.

He is really warm, like an empathetic little sun, which makes people's hearts warm forever.

Song Lichu, who was a little resistant to riding a bicycle at first, seemed to be suddenly relieved.

There is no pressure, even if he can't learn in the end, he won't blame her, so why try it like this?

The clouds on his face gradually cleared, and he smiled at Wen Qingye.

"Since you've said so, then...... I'll just give it a small try, and if it doesn't work, I won't learn. ”

"Okay."

Under his patient guidance, Song Lichu, who fell a few times, barely succeeded once or twice.

However, due to her short legs, after every emergency brake, she would lose her center of gravity and fall into Wen Qingye's arms.

It wasn't until they were finally exhausted and their feet trembled that they finished their training.

Back home, at the dinner table, Wen's mother handed two movie tickets to the two of them and looked at them gently.

"Sister-in-law Li's unit rewarded and gave two movie tickets, but the two of them were busy, saying that they didn't have time to go, and they were afraid of wasting it, so I asked me to give it to you."

Song Lichu, who was taking a big bite of rice, swept the two movie tickets, and then looked at Wen Qingye next to him, but didn't open his mouth.

She has no say in this matter, after all, the object of Wen Qingye's desire to watch the movie should be Bai Yueguang Zhu Yue, not her fake wife in name only.

I thought that Wen Qingye would refuse politely, but unexpectedly, he actually reached out and took it.

"Okay, thank you Sister-in-law Li for me and Lichu."

Wen's mother nodded with satisfaction, and then picked up the chopsticks again and ate them.

Wen Miaomiao, who was already immunized sitting next to her, was eating her own food without squinting from beginning to end, and didn't care what they said.

However, not long after dinner, Wen Miaomiao reluctantly appeared at the door of her room with a red dress.

"Here you go."

Song Lichu was sitting in front of the mirror wiping her face, turning her head to look at the clothes in Wen Miaomiao's hand, puzzled.

"What is this?"

Wen Miaomiao didn't speak, took two steps forward, and stuffed her skirt into her arms.

Song Lichu was stunned: "For me?" ”

"Hmm."

After giving her the skirt, Wen Miaomiao didn't look at her, turned around and left the room with a pout.

Song Lichu guessed that it should be given by her mother-in-law to Wen Miaomiao, and she knew that this fabric was a good product at a glance.

At the beginning, the original owner saw and heard that Miao Miao wore it, but Miao Miao's skeleton was large, and this dress did not fit very well on her.

Song Lichu picked up the clothes and stood in front of the large mirror in the wardrobe and compared them twice.

It's not better, but when she compares it, she is worried.

The dress was big enough to fit two of her, let alone fit close-fitting.

But if you don't wear it, the goodwill that you finally built up with Wen Miaomiao will be ruined again, which is really painful.

"What, the clothes don't fit?"

Probably guessing that the size might be off, Wen's mother appeared at the door of her room with a wheel intimately pushed.

Song Lichu scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Sort of."

"Come, give it to me, I'll help you change it."

"Now? Will it be too rushed? ”

It's not enough to change a piece of clothing with two stitches, besides, after changing this dress, can she still give it back to Wen Miaomiao?

"No, there's a sewing machine at home, soon."

"But your legs?"

"Only one was injured, and the other one can still be used! Give it to me. ”

Song Li wanted to refuse, but her mother-in-law insisted on helping her.

In desperation, she could only hand over her clothes and turn around to take a shower by herself.

After practicing for so long, she could smell the smell of sweat on her body when she looked down, and she really couldn't wait to sleep at night.

When she came out after washing, her mother-in-law really changed her clothes.

Song Lichu was shocked, and hurriedly lifted the clothes to see.

I found that the waist of the skirt was tightened, the neckline was pulled down by two points, and the sleeves were shortened.

At that moment, Song Lichu wondered if her mother-in-law was also a traverser, this design vision was really amazing.

Wen Mu saw her twisting her clothes and didn't move, thinking that she didn't like it, and her heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Don't like it?"

Song Lichu, who came back to his senses, shook his head busily.

"No, I like it, I like it, I'll try it now."

"Okay."

Sure enough, Song Lichu, who had changed into clothes, draped her half-dried hair over her shoulders, and Qing Shui Hibiscus looked like a female star in the pictorial.

Wen Miaomiao, who came to see her secretly, her eyes were straight.

Why didn't I find that this Song Lichu looked so good-looking, with a small face with a big palm, a pair of smart and clear smoke eyes under the curved eyebrows, the corners of the lips were slightly hooked, and the two pear sockets on the cheeks were shallow, which showed even more red lips and bright teeth.

"Is it pretty?"

"Beautiful."

The mother-in-law looked at Song Lichu's bright and moving appearance, and smiled so much that her eyebrows and eyes were bent.

"Miao Miao, you go and bring the pearl earrings from Mom's cabinet, as well as the rouge ...... on the table."

Wen Miaomiao glanced at her mother angrily, her own daughter had never enjoyed her mother's treatment.

But Song Li Chu enjoyed it, don't be too annoying, the key is to let her do it.

She really wants to pick and choose, she can think of her brother's eyes when he looks at Song Lichu recently, sticky and greasy, hey, I'm afraid that she will really be eaten to death by her in the future.

Forget it, taking into account the overall situation, she should bear with it.

Song Lichu was stunned by her mother-in-law's series of operations, and before she could react, she was pulled to the mirror and sat down.

She wanted to refuse, but when she saw her mother-in-law's smiling face in the mirror, her heart softened.

Mother-in-law has been suffering for so many years, it is rare to be so happy in front of her, what does it matter if she is tossed a few times, let her go, as long as she is happy, it can be regarded as her filial piety for the original owner.

Half an hour later, Song Lichu, who almost fell asleep with her eyes closed, opened her eyes lazily after her mother-in-law called.

When I looked at myself in the mirror, I was really taken aback.

The girl in the mirror has a pair of beautiful eyes that are clear and bright, the bridge of the nose is quite beautiful, the face is as beautiful as jade, and there is a shallow style hidden between the eyebrows.

A pair of fresh hair, the ends of the hair are slightly curled in a few waves, and when the bright eyes are raised, the temperament that exudes from the inside out seems to be painted into a delicate picture, and the beauty makes people can't take their eyes off it.

Is this really her?

Song Lichu held this face, thinking that he had hallucinated and returned to the afterlife.

This dress, don't say that it is a stunning model here, even if it is placed in the future generations, it is not inferior.

Only then did she realize that her mother-in-law seemed to be a little hidden.

The sensitivity to fashion is really high.

"Mom, you painted me so well, do you want to pick a son-in-law again?"

Song Lichu held her face and looked back at her mother-in-law with a smile.

Wen Mu was stunned, and after reacting, she smiled from ear to ear.

"It's because you're good-looking, and Mom just touched it up casually."

Wen Miaomiao, standing on the side, holding a rouge box in her left hand and a small steel pipe for curling her hair in her right hand, her face speechless.

"You two just go to the stake next door and sing a duet on stage, and you will definitely win the applause of the audience."

Song Lichu and Wenmu glanced at each other, and they both laughed out loud.

Outside the house, after taking a shower, Wen Qingye, who was neatly tidied up, walked in listening to laughter.

"What are you so happy about?"

The first time he entered the door, his eyes were firmly attracted by Song Lichu in front of the table.

Song Lichu also happened to look at it at this time.

The two looked at each other, and Song Lichu smiled slightly.

The pear vortex is faint, delicate with a bit of tenderness, and the beauty is indescribable.

Wen Qingye's eyes moved imperceptibly.

has been married for two years, and it is the first time I have seen her dressed like this.

In the past, she always dressed plainly, changing black, white and gray all year round, and never wore such a bright tone.

Occasionally, it is also a big red jacket during the New Year, which is really not amazing.

Now this body seems to be tailor-made for her, and all her own beauty is stimulated, and it is incredibly beautiful.

Wen Miaomiao knew that her brother would be like this, so she deliberately complained to her face.

"Look at your worthless appearance, haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman?"

Wen Qingye came back to his senses in his sister's complaint, and he was not annoyed, but lowered his head and licked the corners of his mouth, chuckling.

seems to be acquiescing to my sister's complaint.