After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

Since that night, the school uniform with "Longcheng No. [-] Middle School" on it has become the sweetest love affair between the two.Afterwards, Song Qing quietly searched the Internet and found out that Yu Jingzhe was serious on the surface, but he was still a uniform control in private.

Of course, Song Qing has always been a man for the little fun on the bed.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and in a blink of an eye, it is the first snow.Song Qing stays in the villa every day and is busy with the whole family for Yu Jingzhe, and the Spring Festival is coming before she knows it.

Song's mother died early, and after Song Xingye's accidental death, Song Qing was the only one left in the Song family.This Spring Festival, he is ready to watch the new year alone.

Yu Jingzhe didn't mention his family very much, but his family still has a father, Song Qing is clear about this.In any case, Yu Jingzhe should go back to accompany his father on a good day like the Spring Festival for family reunion.

Three or four days before the Spring Festival, Song Qing gave Sister Wang a holiday for the Spring Festival, and even wrapped a big red envelope.He does all the housework in the villa himself.

Although Yu Jingzhe is a workaholic, he is still considered a capitalist with a conscience.As the Spring Festival is approaching, except for the employees who voluntarily stay and earn overtime pay, he approves all the outsiders who want to leave.

Seeing that there was nothing important to do that day, he left work early on a rare whim.Before the car reached his home, he saw a silver-gray BMW driving out of his iron gate.

The license plate number seemed very familiar.

Yu Jingzhe frowned.After parking the car and entering the door, Song Qing was bending over and mopping the floor.

Seeing him coming, Song Qing turned around. The heating in the room was fully turned on. He was only wearing a low-cut V-neck sweater. He bent down like this, and the spring scenery inside could be seen at a glance.

Thinking of the silver-gray BMW just now, Yu Jingzhe changed his shoes calmly, and glanced at the coffee table, which had just been tidied up. "Why are you mopping the floor now?"

Song Qing raised her hand to wipe the thin sweat from her forehead, followed his gaze to look at the clean coffee table, and said with a light smile, "There are guests just now, so I just cleaned it up."

Yu Jingzhe has always loved to be clean.

"Oh, who is it?" Yu Jingzhe looked at that pretty face inadvertently, only to see the other person's expression as usual, "Oh, it's Mr. Ji."

Song Qing put her hands on the mop, her cheeks were slightly red because of the housework, and she exuded the gentle aura of a family man.

"Today is the 31st. Mr. Ji came to send me Song's annual report."

Yu Jingzhe once asked Feihong Investment to send Song's monthly business report to Song Qing on a regular basis every month, but he didn't know that Ji Ankang actually delivered the report in person.

Song Qing didn't seem to know that Yu Jingzhe's mind was going back and forth at this moment, but she just kept saying: "Mr. I was thinking of inviting him to dinner! By the way, I also want him to tell me what the data in the annual report means. After all, it is the performance of the whole year, and I want to hear it too. But, you also know I don’t even understand that number, and it gives me a headache when I look at it…”

The innocent look of the lover who doesn't know the world makes Yu Jingzhe feel that all the previous suspicions are purely superstitious.He threw the briefcase on the sofa, untied his tie and said, "If you want to learn, I'll just tell you."

Song Qing immediately became unhappy, "No, tell me, later..." Every time the two of them sat together to read a book or watch a movie, the final location would only be one place: the big bed in the bedroom.

Seeing this man's shy face, Yu Jingzhe was in a good mood. He approached behind his lover and hugged him, then frowned slightly, "You saw Ji Ankang in this dress just now?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Song Qing didn't think there was anything wrong with her dressing like this?

The man stretched one hand in from the loose hem, quite dissatisfied: "You are simply seducing him."

"Hey, don't mess around. I'm still mopping the floor!"

"I'll delay it later, I will serve your husband first..."

It was just a push, followed by a half push and a half, and the two of them just fell in love in the spacious living room.

After the hearty sex, Song Qing lay on the man's chest, talking about New Year's Eve.Unexpectedly, Yu Jingzhe said that he would not go back to the Yu family's main house, but would stay here to watch the new year with him.

Song Qing was overjoyed, couldn't help but smack on this cool and handsome face, and called out sweetly: "Husband."

This is the first time that the always shy lover took the initiative to act like a baby.Feeling moved, Yu Jingzhe immediately held down those beautiful hands, turned back and pressed him on the sofa...

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On New Year's Eve, Yu Jingzhe was still in the company dealing with some handwork.Song Qing has posted a new couplet, and the chicken soup in the kitchen is billowing with white smoke, and the aroma is overflowing.

In this year with Yu Jingzhe, his culinary skills have greatly improved.In order to make meals that men like, he once signed up for a short-term cooking class. Although Yu Jingzhe didn't say anything, Song Qing could tell that men actually liked what he did.

For the reunion dinner, he plans to have hot pot with Yu Jingzhe, and the stewed old hen soup is just right for the soup base.He was peeling the shrimp and was about to slip the shrimp, when the doorbell suddenly rang outside.

This time... Song Qing stretched out her head and looked down at the wall clock in the canteen, it was less than six o'clock.

On New Year's Eve, he really couldn't think of any guests coming to the door. Could it be that the man forgot to bring his key?

Thinking of this possibility, Song Qing hurriedly put down the shrimp in her hand, took off her apron, washed her hands under the faucet, and trotted to open the door.

The moment the door opened, he was taken aback by the two people outside.

The face in front of him is 60% similar to Yu Jingzhe, but his temples are a little gray, and he looks about [-] or [-] years old.The person behind, Song Qing recognized, is Yu Jingzhe's friend, Wang Qingxue.

"Hi, hello." Wang Qingxue took the initiative to greet him.

Song Qing nodded in a daze, "Hello."

But the middle-aged man in front of him snorted coldly, opened the door and walked in.

Song Qing immediately became nervous because of his calm and prestige. The middle-aged man entered the room, looked around, and then turned to look at him.

That gaze seemed to be inspecting a piece of goods, making Song Qing's heart beat faster and faster.

"Are you Song Xingye's son?"

Song Qing hesitated for a moment before answering "Yes".He quietly glanced at this face similar to Yu Jingzhe, and already had some guesses in his heart, "Excuse me, are you..."

Wang Qingxue who was next to him hurriedly said, "This is Jingzhe's father, Uncle Yu."

Sure enough, Song Qing immediately straightened her waist and nodded to him: "Hello, Uncle! I'm Song Qing."

Father Yu walked into the living room, looking around.At this time, the smell of the chicken soup being stewed in the kitchen has overflowed, and the three people present can smell it clearly.Song Qing simply said to the two guests who came to the door suddenly: "Uncle Yu, Mr. Wang, why don't we have dinner here tonight? Ah Zhe will be back soon..."

"A Zhe?" Yu's father interrupted him suddenly, as if the word "A Zhe" made him very dissatisfied, he said in a deep voice, "How long have you been with that brat?"

Although this face resembled her lover's, it was even more majestic, and the string in Song Qing's heart was tensed, "I, we have been together for almost a year."

"One year?" Yu's father sneered, "Although your Song family is small, Song Xingye can be considered a talent. How did you give birth to such a useless son? You are so reduced to selling ass!"

"Uncle!" Seeing Song Qing's face turn pale, Wang Qingxue hurriedly persuaded, "Didn't you agree, did you just come and see?"

Father Yu snorted, "I told that stinky boy a long time ago, don't mess with dubious people, he's lucky, he dares to hide a man at home!"

The hands hanging by her thighs tightly tightened her trousers. Song Qing was about to bite her lower lip to bleed, and then mustered up the courage to explain to Father Yu: "Uncle, I, I love Ah Zhe, and Ah Zhe loves me too. Between us, It's not what you said at all!"

Wang Qingxue thought badly when he saw the hurt expression of this pretty beauty.

But there was a look of surprise on Yu's father's face, he didn't expect Song Qing to be soft and weak, but he really dared to challenge him.After being surprised, he got angry and shouted in a cold voice: "Ridiculous. What do you love or not? Do you know shame? Do you think I don't know how you and that brat got into a relationship? You thought that brat liked you ? He just saw that you looked like—”

Song Qing's eyes widened, and the feeling of being scolded in person made him tremble all over.Yu's father's last words made him even more concerned, what was it like?

But a sudden growl interrupted all of this.

"Yu Jianguo, what are you doing?" A tall figure walked quickly from the entrance, blocking Song Qing.

Yu Jingzhe looked gloomy, he stared straight at his father.The eyes of the two father and son met in the air, and there were countless sparks in the collision.

When his own son called him by his name in front of outsiders, Yu Jianguo raised his hand on the spot, "You son of a bitch, you can't even call your father?"

Yu Jingzhe raised his eyebrows and glanced at the raised hand, showing an indifferent smile, "Yes, because you are not worthy."

"You—" Yu Jianguo slapped down, but Wang Qingxue who was next to him stopped him in time.

"Uncle Yu, please speak up if you have something to say." He comforted the furious father, and then gave his son another look.

"Jingzhe has always been like this, and it's not like you don't know. Today, didn't we agree, just come and see?"

When Yu Jingzhe saw the red-eyed appearance of his lover behind him, his heart became even more angry. "Yu Jianguo, you are not welcome here."

"Not welcome?" Yu Jianguo pointed at Song Qing behind him, "What? Hanging out with a man, not even going home during the Chinese New Year, what kind of life is this? Shameless!"

This time, Yu Jingzhe walked directly to the door and opened it, "Yu Jianguo, yes, I'm gay, and I'm shameless. But, you, a hypocrite who abandons his wife and children, keeps a mistress outside, and forced his wife to death is not welcome here!"

In front of the two outsiders, Yu Jianguo's face was flushed with anger when his own son hurled insults without restraint.He pointed at his son with trembling fingers, "you" for a long time before retracting his hand angrily.

Walking to the door, he glanced back at Song Qing who was full of grievances.Suddenly, he showed his son a mocking smile: "When I drove away that surnamed Yang, I thought you could control your temper. I didn't expect that you would be so interested in making a fake? Yu Jingzhe, you really made me too disappointed."

After all, he stepped out the door without looking back.Seeing this, Wang Qingxue hurriedly chased after him. When he passed by Yu Jingzhe, he made a gesture of begging for mercy, "There is no way your father asked my father and my father forced me."

His mouth was crackling like a machine gun, and after explaining, he trotted out the door, "Wait for me, uncle!"

Yu Jianguo came in a hurry, and left in a hurry.This time, the house returned to its former tranquility.

There was still the sound of chicken soup tumbling in the kitchen. Yu Jingzhe stepped forward to caress his lover's face, his eyes flashed with distress: "Are you all right? That old man is like this. Don't worry about what he says."

Although he came a step late, Yu Jingzhe could guess what vicious words Yu Jianguo would spit out after a little guessing.

Song Qing shook her head lightly, "I'm fine."

The person who scolded him was Yu Jingzhe's father, what should he say?Or, what else could he say?

Having said that, his eye sockets were still red, and he looked pitiful.

Yu Jingzhe pondered for a moment, comforting this kind of thing, he has never been good at it.The smell of the house provided him with a good topic, "What do you cook, it smells so good?"

Holding Song Qing's hand, Yu Jingzhe came to the kitchen and saw the half-prepared reunion dinner.He went forward and took the apron and hung it around Song Qing's neck, and pinched her face, "Okay, don't let him ruin our good mood. You continue to prepare, and I will try your skills tonight."

Yu Jingzhe rarely talks to Song Qing in such a coaxing tone, most of the time, he is always cold.

However, Song Qing's red eyes stared at this beloved man for a long time.

A bad premonition appeared in Yu Jingzhe's heart, but he still had a smile on his face, "Okay, let's go cook."

As soon as the man turned around, the person behind reached out and grabbed his elbow.

Yu Jingzhe turned around and bumped into a pair of eyes filled with mist.

"Azhe, what did your father, what did your father mean just now? A fake? Is he saying that I am a fake? Also, he said that the surname is Yang, who is the surname Yang?"

"Tell me, Ah Zhe!"

The questioning was as sharp as a sword, Yu Jingzhe looked at Song Qing with panic eyes, he opened his mouth, at this moment, he suddenly couldn't speak any words.