Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Xu Qingcheng's thinking is very simple, if he makes a good impression on her mother, it will be harder to break up in the future.

He left a very bad impression, maybe Zhao Lan will try to persuade her to break up.

Ms. Xu's calculation was perfect.

What's not perfect is that the leading actor refuses to cooperate.And it is completely unwilling to cooperate.

"Then tell me, what do you want to do?" She had no choice but to listen to his thoughts.

"I don't want to do anything, it's just a meal."

"It's not just a meal. You are acting like my boyfriend. You can't be a stranger. It's not a business either."

Xu Qingcheng was anxious, "Look at us now, we don't look like a couple, right? You can see through it at a glance."

Fu Jingting put his arms around his chest, "Then what do you think a couple wants?"

"Be intimate."

The man raised his eyebrows, "You want me to make out with you in front of your mother?"

I really want to find a pot to greet his face directly!
Xu Qingcheng closed her eyes, forget about the chicken and duck talking, it's useless to talk.

She didn't think that he would have to be as considerate to her as a real boyfriend, but it would be difficult to deal with it.But at the very least, don't let Zhao Lan see that the two are acting.

It is really difficult to grasp the degree in the middle.

"Forget it, find out how you feel. Just don't look too out of place." Xu Qingcheng took her clothes and prepared to leave.

Fu Jingting grabbed her wrist, "Let's go now?"

It was almost morning.

"It's useless for me to stay, Aunt Qi." Xu Qingcheng smiled, as if you couldn't use it.

Fu Jingting's heart is blocked, is that all he is in her heart? !
Hmm...it seems to be the same.

"Where's your driver?"

"It's late, let him go back." Xu Qingcheng put on her coat, and she went to the entrance to change her shoes.

Fu Jingting took her arm, "Sleep here tonight, I won't move you."

"I have to fly to Jinzhou tomorrow morning. I have an early flight and leave at 5 o'clock." Xu Qingcheng tugged her wrist, but did not move it.

"I'll ask the driver to take you off tomorrow morning. It will take you an hour to get home from here. And it's closer to the airport, so it doesn't have to be so early. I don't worry about you running back and forth like this."

Xu Qingcheng blinked, a little unable to understand his sudden abnormality.

But what he said was true.

Xu Qingcheng's heart felt a little warm, but before she could warm it up for two seconds, he heard him continue, "Is it considerate enough, intimate enough, enough to be a boyfriend?"

"..."

Xu Qingcheng put the bag heavily on the shelf in the entrance hall, and gave a very fake smile, "It's enough. I will borrow it from your guest room tonight."

Seeing her angrily going to the guest room, Fu Jingting couldn't help laughing.

……

Silver Bay Hotel.

Fu Jingting arrived early. He stared at Xu Qingcheng's continuous reminder messages on his phone and laughed.

[There is a little traffic jam on the road, we may be a little late. 】

[I'll send you a message when we're about to arrive, you pick us up at the hotel entrance.It's not embarrassing you, just pretending to be polite. 】

[My mother likes to drink Longjing, so let the people in the hotel brew a pot. 】

[My mother may ask what your family thinks of me, and you just say that their opinion is not the most important, but your opinion is.It can be a little bit that they are not satisfied, and there is no need to say anything else. 】

[Also, if you ask how we met.Let's say we met friends.What the newspaper said was that you have a special liking for me, so you will be wronged to be a suitor. 】

【and also,】

Fu Jingting flipped through the pages one by one. She probably spent the whole trip sending messages to him, so she couldn't help but reply, "No need for more, I'll figure it out. I have to be worthy of your expensive sex appeal no matter what." underwear."

Xu Qingcheng's face turned hot.

"Are you so busy? There are constant messages?" Zhao Lan turned her head to look.

Xu Qingcheng hid her phone in fright, "No. It's Jing Ting, he said he's here, waiting for us at the hotel entrance."

"Don't wait, let him go up, his identity is too eye-catching, it's not good." Zhao Lan patted her hand.

"Let him wait, that's what he should do." Xu Qingcheng pouted, a little shy.

But it's really wrong to think about it, so I'd better send him a message, otherwise you'd better go to the private room, so as not to be photographed, keep a low profile.

He replied with a hmm, and stopped talking.

Zhao Lan looked at her and smiled.

"The last time I went to Ye's house with you, I didn't see you sitting on pins and needles. Is it because I don't want to?"

"It's like sitting on pins and needles? Is there?" Xu Qingcheng chuckled, "It's not a formal meeting with parents, and our relationship has not yet reached that point. Why am I nervous?"

"Yeah, why are you nervous?" Zhao Lan's voice softened.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to say that she was afraid of being exposed.

But in fact, she can only talk about him from left to right, and the result of not being able to tell the truth is that she wants to explain, and Zhao Lan wants to feel that the child is interested.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't argue with anything, so he could only pretend to be stupid.

The car has arrived.

Xu Qingcheng opened the door and got out of the car, only to see Fu Jingting standing at the door, helping Zhao Lan open the door.

When Xu Qingcheng got off the car, he heard him call, "Auntie."

The voice was as deep and pleasant as ever, but it seemed to be more respectful.

He was wearing a black suit and a white shirt. He was clean, energetic, and well mannered.

Zhao Lan nodded, seemingly satisfied.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect the traffic jam to be so serious. We should have left earlier and kept you waiting." Zhao Lan apologized in a neither humble nor overbearing voice, with the pride and gentleness of a scholarly family.

"Where, please." Fu Jingting made a leading gesture.

Zhao Lan stepped forward.

Xu Qingcheng hurriedly stood beside Fu Jingting and joined him.

The place he chose is really good, with an antique flavor and realistic landscaping, which is really Zhao Lan's favorite style.

After entering the room, Xu Qingcheng took off the shawl coat and asked the waiter to hang it up. Before Fu Jingting sat down, she grabbed his hand and wanted to say something to him.

When the man turned his head, his eyes fell into her appearance, and a touch of surprise was deeply suppressed by him at the bottom of the pool.

Xu Qingcheng's clothes were chosen by Zhao Lan. She was wearing a white embroidered cheongsam, which perfectly outlined the woman's figure.

She braided her hair, adorned with patterned jewelry, she painted light makeup, and her eyes were restrained from sharpness and enchantment, so simple, fresh and refined.

His mother also often wears cheongsam, but Zhong Wanxiu is originally a lady of the family, and her daily words and deeds always match her clothes.

Xu is used to it and doesn't feel different.

But Xu Qingcheng always gave him the impression that she was gorgeous and flamboyant. She suddenly restrained her color, so elegant and poetic, he also felt that she was beautiful.

very nice.

Zhao Lan said that a truly elegant woman can see clearly when wearing a cheongsam, but Xu Qingcheng actually doesn't like it very much, because the full-front cheongsam has a very high slit at the bottom, and it is always inconvenient to walk.

A woman like her, even if she doesn't deliberately highlight her figure, is still the focus of attention.

Wearing a cheongsam, I'm afraid I don't know how many people's eyes will be glued.

Xu Qingcheng doesn't really like to expose herself to the eyes of perverts, so unless she has some other purpose and deliberately wants to seduce, she rarely wears that kind of sexy clothes.

Now being stared at by Fu Jingting, she blushed and said angrily, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen it?!"