The Scumbag Project [Quick Transmigration]

At night, it is full of stars, and the faint moonlight paves the beach with a layer of silver light.

Although it was night, there were not many people on the beach.

Ling's mother spread a picnic mat on the ground, put the cake on it, and waved to Ling Qi and the others when she was ready.

Noticing that Mother Ling was waving at them, Ling Qi put down the things in his hand, exchanged a glance with Mo Yushu, then took the initiative to hold the hand of the person next to him, and ran over with Mo Yushu.

As soon as they arrived, they saw Mother Ling lighting candles one by one, and the two of them sat directly on the beach.

The Yingying candlelight swayed in the slight wind, Mother Ling called out: "Xiao Qi, come and make a wish and blow out the candles."

Mother Ling had a smile on her face, raised her arms, clapped her hands and sang, "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." Looking at Ling Qi with tenderness in her eyes.

Driven by Mother Ling, Mo Yushu imitated Mother Ling and clapped her hands. Although her voice was small, she had a smile on her face and her eyes sparkled.

Eight candles of different colors rubbed on the cake, Ling Qi bent down and moved slightly closer.

Through the candlelight, Mo Yushu could be vaguely seen looking straight at him. The child's eyes seemed to reflect the candlelight, and he sang a birthday song a little lamely there.

Ling Qi raised the corners of her lips slightly, closed her eyes, put her hands together, after a while, took a deep breath slowly, and blew on the candle in front of her.

As soon as the candle was extinguished, Ling Qi scooped a piece of cream from the cake and wiped it towards Mo Yushu who was defenseless.

Seeing the child's milky white face with the same milky white cream, sitting there staring at him, completely unresponsive, Ling Qi laughed outright.

At this time, Mo Yushu finally came to his senses, his fine eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he wiped his face, but the cream didn't wipe off, but it was smudged even more. It was just a small lump, but now It turned into a piece, and when the wind blew, there was a tendency to do it.

The smell of sweet and greasy cream floats in the air.

Mother Ling watched the child's face being turned into a little cat by her son, and there was an uncontrollable smile on her lips. After all, the child's appearance was too cute, especially the frowning one.

Originally, Ling Qi's laughter made Mo Yushu feel a little embarrassed, but Ling's mother's laughter made him even more embarrassed, and his little face slowly turned red.

His eyes fell on the cake in front of him, he stretched out his hand directly, imitating Ling Qi, and wiped the cake on Ling Qi's face, with a hint of complacency on his face, as if to say: You see, I can do it too.

Now both of them have become little cats.

Ling's mother was covering her stomach and laughing beside her.

Ling Qi didn't expect Mo Yushu to react so quickly, he directly scooped out another piece of cream.

Seeing Ling Qi's movements, Mo Yushu was no longer as unprepared as before. Seeing Ling Qi's movements, he immediately stood up and hid to the side.

The two were chasing each other on the beach, running several laps, and finally Ling Qi jumped and threw herself on the child, and smeared the cream on the child's face without giving up.

But what he didn't expect was that Mo Yushu directly raised his head, rubbing his creamy cheek towards him.

Ling Qi was taken aback for a moment, but saw the child raised the corners of his lips, revealing the dimples around his lips, quite proud of it.

It happened that Ling's mother's voice came from there, and the two finally ended the cream battle.

The birthday finally passed with laughter and laughter, and Ling Qi and the others resumed their primary school life.

Gradually Ling Qi discovered that Mo Yushu was becoming cheerful little by little, no longer the indifference and gloom of the first time they met.

Time flies like an arrow, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, elementary school has passed, and Ling Qi and the others have also ushered in junior high school life.

In order not to be separated from Mo Yushu, Ling Qi deliberately found Ling's mother, and asked Ling's mother to find a relationship and put him and Mo Yushu into a class and a dormitory.

The school they attended was a combination of junior high school and high school. The interior decoration of the school was exquisite, similar to the laboratory building, library, football field, basketball hall, a series of everything that one expects to find.

Of course, the children who can go to school here are not from ordinary families, and almost all of them are children from prominent families in this city.

So the environment in the school is first-class, after all, there is a lot of financial support behind it.

Ling Qi and Mo Yushu were allocated a dormitory for two people. There was an independent bathroom in the dormitory, and two beds were placed side by side. Opposite the beds were two desks, which were used for studying.

In fact, Ling's mother was reluctant to let Ling Qi live in the dormitory, but Ling Qi insisted, in the name of wanting to train herself.

In fact, Ling Qi was thinking that Mo Yushu had already stayed, so how could he have any reason.

Ling's mother looked at Ling Qi with some reluctance. After all, this was the first time Ling Qi left home, but she could only tell her in the end: "Xiao Qi, if you are not used to it, you must tell mom, why don't you go home and live here?" .”

Of course Ling Qi knew that Ling's mother was worried about him. Ever since something happened that year, Ling's mother had been cautious about him.

The corners of his lips slightly raised, comforting Mother Ling: "Mom, don't worry, it's okay, I will call you often."

Only then did Ling's mother feel relieved, and then Ling Qi sent Ling's mother out.

When Ling Qi came back, she found that her bed sheet was in the young man's hands, and the young man was kneeling on his bed, spreading the bed sheet for him.

After four years of baptism, coupled with Ling Qi's feeding, the boy's small body was no longer as thin as before. At least there was some flesh on his face, and his height had grown a lot. The slenderness of a young man is still not as tall as Ling Qi.

The young man's exquisite face is still the same as before, but the big round eyes are not as cute as before, a little more deep, but they are more attractive than before.

Ling Qi leaned aside, stared at the young man, and joked: "Xiao Shu, you are so considerate, I really want to take you home."

The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener might have it. The corners of Mo Yushu's lips raised slightly, but he said duplicity: "It's not because I'm afraid that you, an idiot, don't know how to make bed sheets."

It's a pity that Ling Qi didn't see the boy's smile, but only heard the boy's words.

To be honest, after Ling Qi's training in the past few years, Mo Yushu at this time is no longer as shy as when he was a child, but occasionally complains about Ling Qi, of course Mo Yushu is quiet most of the time Yes, except when facing Ling Qi, he will say whatever he wants without any grievances in his heart.

Ling Qi snorted, a little dissatisfied with what the young man said, but for a while there was no way to refute it.

Because it seemed that Mo Yushu really helped him do these more detailed things.

But then Ling Qi had a smirk in his eyes, and quietly walked to the boy's side.

He threw the boy who was laying the bed sheets for him directly on the bed, then pressed his legs against the boy's legs, and unceremoniously stretched his hands directly to the boy's waist, and began to tickle.

Mo Yushu, who was thrown down by Ling Qi, was stunned for a moment, and lay down on the soft mattress. The itching from his waist immediately made him laugh out loud.

Ling Qi pressed on top of the young man, looked down at the young man, and said triumphantly, "Do you still dare to say that you despise me, huh?" The movements of his subordinates did not stop, and they kept looking for the tender spots of the young man.

The young man's crisp laughter was next to his ears. The boy's originally fair cheeks were already stained with a touch of blush because of the violent laughter, and a layer of watery light gradually appeared in those clear eyes.

Because of the struggle, Mo Yushu's shirt had been pushed up quite a bit, revealing a section of her white and slender waist. Ling Qi looked at Mo Yushu's smile, and suddenly felt some inexplicable feeling in her heart.

The movements couldn't help but slow down. At this moment, Mo Yushu took advantage of Ling Qi's absent-minded look and struggled away.

Quickly jumped off Ling Qi's bed, stood on the side with bare feet, wiped away the tears overflowing from the violent laughter, pointed at Ling Qi's bed with some anger and said: "You can do the rest yourself. Well, I don't care." By the way, he rubbed his stomach that was about to ache from laughing.

Without refuting Mo Yushu's words, Ling Qi's eyes immediately fell on the boy's feet on the ground, and he immediately put the boy's shoe on the other side, and lifted it to the boy's feet.

Ling Qi squatted down, patted the boy's calf, and said without raising his head, "Lift your feet."

Being caught by Ling Qi's sudden movement, Mo Yushu subconsciously took a step back.

On the other hand, Ling Qi directly reached out and grabbed the young man's slender ankle, and said softly, "Don't move."

This time, Mo Yushu obediently did not move, and obediently raised his foot.

Because it happened to be September, and Mo Yushu was still wearing cropped trousers at this time, so the temperature in Ling Qi's hands was clearly transmitted to his ankles.

Ling Qi grabbed the boy's feet, and carefully patted the soil under his feet. This action made Mo Yushu feel a little itchy, and he moved his toes reflexively.

Seeing the movement of the boy's toes in his hand, Ling Qi felt a little cute for no reason, Ling Qi slightly raised his lips, and then put the boy's feet into his shoes.

So did the other one.

Mo Yushu watched Ling Qi put on the shoes for herself, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and said awkwardly: "Well, for the sake of putting on the shoes for me, I'll lay the sheets for you."

Ling Qi clapped his hands, stood up, squeezed the boy's face with his hands, and said with a smile: "No need, I will do it myself."

Then he walked to the bathroom, and after a while, the sound of water came from inside.

What is Ling Qi doing in the bathroom?

Mo Yushu was a little puzzled, and touched the face that Ling Qi had pinched.

It suddenly occurred to him that Ling Qi pinched his face with the hand that touched his feet just now.

Mo Yushu: ...

"Ling Xiaoqi, you're going too far." Mo Yushu angrily walked to the bathroom, he understood why Ling Qi washed his hands.

At this time, Ling Qi had just dried her hands when she saw the young man enter the bathroom angrily.

"What's wrong?" he asked suspiciously.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Seeing the boy pointing at his face, he asked angrily.

Ling Qi turned around and turned on the faucet again, moistening the hands she had just dried.

Mo Yushu looked at Ling Qi's movements suspiciously.

Ling Qi turned around with a smile, and replied: "Of course..."

Before he finished speaking, he touched the young man's tender face with his wet hands.

He continued, "It was on purpose."

After the words fell, before the boy could react, Ling Qi turned around and disappeared into the bathroom.

Mo Yushu touched his wet face and felt that Ling Qi was really childish.

Finally, he went to the sink and washed his face.

Ling Qi outside the bathroom looked in the direction of the bathroom with a bright smile.

The author has something to say: Ling Qi, a person who has successfully raised his daughter-in-law from shyness to irascibility.

Of course, most of the time our little Shushu is still very gentle.