[Quick Transmigration] Reverse strategy

Pen-hold shots can best reflect a person's strength. Pei Youli's pen-hold shots quickly broke through one million views, reaching tens of millions.

[Okay, the SM artiste performance in the rain has been completed. 】

[Although it was raining, the audience didn't leave much, and the atmosphere at the scene was super exciting! 】

[It's really a chorus! Yolee's terrifying dominance! 】

【Her waist is so thin!Holding it in Fluffy's hand, I'm so lustful! 】

The video naturally spread to China, and the sourness almost broke through the sky.

[hgr stole my life. 】

[Persuade to delete, it is not good for my mental state. 】

[Only the world where Chinese fans get hurt has been achieved. 】

[When will SM return with lychees?The old mother wants to move bricks for her daughter. 】

[We can only move bricks, oh, we can also sign video sales. 】

【Fuck, I hurt. 】

SM is really ready to strike while the iron is hot, thinking about Pei Youli's next comeback.

"Since the previous two times were ballads, and the response to the school celebration dance a few days ago was so good, we suggest that we return with singing and dancing this time."

"The style of "touch" is very suitable for you, and I will try my best to blend it."

"You don't have to worry about clothing. The brands you cooperate with have taken a lot of samples. Let's choose from Lizhi?"

Pei Youli's aesthetic and makeup skills are very good, and the planners are used to asking her for opinions.

But today, Pei Youli is obviously not in the mood.

"Well... the second set and the fourth set feel like you can keep it."

The school celebration rain made her feel a little feverish, dizzy and unable to think carefully.

Originally, there was no announcement today, so she could have a good rest, but unexpectedly, the company held a new album planning seminar temporarily, so she had to come.

"Okay, let's wait for the basic melody on the composer's side to be determined, and then we'll look at other things."

"Ernie, arranger—"

"Remember, you have to compose the music yourself, right?"

"Uh-huh."

"OK, got it."

The discussion was finally over, and the staff left the meeting room one after another, and Pei Youli, who was forcibly stretched, relaxed instantly.

Jiang Shibin probed: "Go home?"

"Well," her voice was muffled, and she couldn't hear it clearly unless she listened carefully, "I'm going to die."

Jiang Shibin felt distressed and funny, so he hurried downstairs and drove.

After arriving home, Pei Youli only drank the medicine and lay down on the bed without taking off her clothes.

With a splitting headache, she didn't fall asleep at first, but then became groggy and barely conscious.

NCT127 is coming back soon, and Li Tairong has just finished recording.

Knowing that Pei Youli was at home from Jiang Shibin, he drove home directly.

The light at the entrance was on, Li Tairong called softly, but did not get a reply.

Entering the bedroom, he saw clearly the person lying on the bed holding the quilt.

"Youli?"

It might be too hot, so Pei Youli turned on the air conditioner to the lowest level.

Li Tairong frowned and turned up the temperature, and found a thinner blanket to cover her.

The jeans were too tight, and it must be uncomfortable to be bound on the body, so he lifted the blanket and changed her pajamas.

"Who..." Pei Youli raised her eyes after a lot of tossing, and she was relieved when she saw that it was Li Tairong, "You didn't announce today?"

"Well, I didn't reply to your text messages." Li Tairong gently kissed her forehead, "I didn't know I was sick until I asked Brother Shibin."

Pei Youli squeezed out the word "um" with her nose, and then slowly closed her eyes.

The cold and fever made her whole body hot, her cheeks were as red as cute and attractive little apples, and the faint pink glow between her fingers reminded Li Tairong of the first time he had dinner with her.

Because of the lost brooch, Pei Youli ran away all afternoon, he picked her up and invited her to dinner at the company.

"Well--"

Li Tairong's lips were imprinted on Pei Youli's without warning.

But she was not feeling well, and after a while she dodged due to lack of oxygen: "Hot...uncomfortable...painful..."

Some people with a fever will feel a slight pain when touching the skin.

Li Tairong quickly released the hand holding Pei Youli's shoulder, and helped her straighten her messy hair.

"You sleep for a while, and I will cook for you tonight."

Pei Youli didn't say a word, she fell directly on the bed, and arched her little butt as a response.

He couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Li Tairong has taken care of sick members, so he is relatively experienced in this regard.

There was no fever-reducing patch in the medicine bag, so he put on a hat and mask and went downstairs to buy one.

When he came back, near the door of the unit, Li Tairong received a call.

"Brother Shibin?"

"Tairong, are you still at Xiaoli's house?"

"Yes, what's the matter bro?"

"That... Her parents seem to be going there."

Li Tairong:? ? ?

"When? I called me a few minutes ago and said it was coming soon, and I don't know where it is."

"……okay, I get it."

Now that Xiaoli's parents are here, she probably doesn't need him to take care of her.

Li Tairong still remembered the embarrassing scene when he met last time, and decided to leave immediately after delivering the medicine he bought.

However, the moment the elevator door opened, he bumped into Pei Jingcheng and Han Xishan.

"Hello, Uncle...Auntie." From the looks of it, he should have come up from the parking lot on the first floor.

"Ah, Xiaorong, are you here too?" Han Xishan smiled kindly.

Pei Jingcheng didn't recognize who it was at first, but only nodded when he heard her called "Xiao Rong".

Han Xishan turned his head and asked, "You Li not feeling well?"

"Well, it was raining during our performance that day, and we had a little fever," Li Tairong said softly, "I'm sorry, auntie, I didn't take good care of her."

Pei Jingcheng thought of the video of him dancing with his daughter on his mobile phone a few days ago, and said nothing.

"It's okay, it has nothing to do with you," Han Xishan was considerate, "I will definitely go if I promised a good itinerary. Lili has always been responsible."

The elevator door just opened, Li Tairong stretched out his hand and pressed the key, asking Pei Jingcheng and Han Xishan to go down first.

After entering the house, Han Xishan and Pei Jingcheng couldn't wait to see Pei Youli.

"Oh, it's so hot... why don't you send me to the hospital?"

"Didn't that child Shibin say that she has already been there? With her current status, it is probably not easy to show up casually."

"Hey, let me check the air conditioner, it's okay, the temperature is not high."

"You wipe the child's body with a warm towel, or alcohol, can it help cool down?"

……

Han Xishan turned and walked towards the bathroom.

"Auntie, use this." Li Tairong's fingers were blushing, and the temperature of the towel he was holding was just right.

"Thank you, Xiaorong."

Li Tairong took the anti-fever stickers again.

After standing behind Pei Jingcheng for a while, he handed it over hesitantly: "Uncle, would you post this for You Li?"

Pei Jingcheng looked back at Li Tairong, didn't say anything, just took the anti-fever sticker silently.

Han Xishan wiped Pei Youli's body, Pei Jingcheng and Li Tairong naturally had to avoid it.

The two looked at each other in the living room, and being stared at by Pei Jingcheng intimidatingly, Li Tairong felt uncomfortable.

"Uncle, shall I pour you a glass of water? Is it hot or cold?"

He is Chinese, and Chinese people are used to drinking hot water.

"Is there any tea?"

"I'll look for it. It should be there. You Li seems to have bought it."

Li Tairong found the tea leaves in the cabinet, brewed the tea, and carried it carefully.

"You wait to drink it, it's a little hot."

"Ah."

What should I say next?Li Tairong fell into confusion again.

I heard from Youli that her father is a Chinese professor.

But he only knows a little Chinese.

Fortunately, Han Xishan came out quickly and closed the bedroom door.

"Oh, this child sleeps so deeply..." She remembered the years when her daughter was lying in bed and couldn't do anything, "I couldn't wake up no matter how much I struggled."

Pei Jingcheng patted Han Xishan on the back: "I have a cold, it's just a cold, just get some sleep and you'll be fine."

Li Tairong stood aside, at a loss.

It was really embarrassing to meet my future father-in-law and mother-in-law twice, and each time the girlfriend was not there.

And now it's almost evening, do you want to invite them to dinner?

Han Xishan went straight to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door to check.

I thought it would be empty inside, but it was surprisingly full.

"Have you been to the supermarket recently?"

"Huh?" Li Tairong walked over, "Ah, I bought these. Youli is too busy filming, and it takes several days to go to the set, so I hardly have time to buy groceries."

The topic has come to this point, he took advantage of the situation and asked: "Auntie, uncle, I will cook for Xiaoli later, stay and eat together?"

Pei Jingcheng cast his gaze.

Han Xishan and him looked at each other: "How about I do it? You wait—"

"Hey, I've already figured out the recipe, Auntie and Uncle are waiting to eat." Li Tairong quickly snatched her words.

The mother-in-law was obviously being polite, so he couldn't take it seriously.

"what are you planning to do?"

"Youli can't eat spicy food, let's make a light crucian carp soup to nourish her body, and then make a Chinese-style porridge."

Chinese porridge?

Pei Jingcheng became interested: "Can you cook Chinese food?"

Li Tairong hurriedly said: "Yes."

In fact, I usually do very little, not too good at it.

But this is the first time that the prospective father-in-law has become curious about him, so he has to say yes if he doesn't!

"Then we..." Pei Jingcheng looked at Han Xishan.

The latter understood his thoughts: "Then let's stay and eat."

"I'm going to buy some fresh live fish right now."

Li Tairong was instantly excited, took his wallet, put on his shoes and went out.

He drove to the seafood market to buy ingredients, and before going upstairs, he checked several teaching videos on Youtube.

Li Tairong felt that he was not so nervous when he accepted the debut assessment in SM.

Tonight is the first step towards getting the approval of the prospective father-in-law!

Li Tairong took a deep breath and pressed the elevator button seriously.

Handling live fish, preparing ingredients, washing rice and vegetables... After returning home, he started to work.

Pei Jingcheng went to the kitchen to check from time to time.

"Has the fishy thread been drawn?"

"Smoked."

"The black membrane in the belly of the fish—"

"Go too."

"That's good, otherwise it will be fishy."

"Uh-huh."

"The craftsmanship is good. Your aunt's fried fish is all broken."

"The uncle's craftsmanship must be very good."

"Much better than her."

"You must dote on Auntie very much. You two seem to have a very good relationship."

……

Li Tairong took the opportunity to talk a lot with Pei Jingcheng.

Pei Jingcheng was obviously much kinder to him.

Sudden--

"Tairong?" Pei Youli woke up in the bedroom, calling for Li Tairong.

"Here we come!" He put down the vegetables in his hand and walked over first.

Pei Youli didn't know that Pei Jingcheng and Han Xishan were there, seeing Li Tairong come in, she didn't even get out of bed, so she hugged his waist directly: "I want to take a bath."

The quilt was too tightly covered, and she sweated a lot. Although it was indeed a little more comfortable than when she just slept, it was really sticky and uncomfortable.

"Cough, Xiaoli—"

"I'm exhausted, why don't you carry me to the bathroom." The tone was a little coquettish, and she raised her head and kissed his chin.

Before re-association with Li Tairong, Pei Youli did everything by herself, but after the association, she became more and more "hypocritical".

After all, there are more personal pets.

"Youli, your parents are here." Afraid that Pei Youli would make any more intimate moves, Li Tairong hurriedly said.

Um?Parents?

Pei Youli's reaction was a bit slow, but immediately, when she saw someone standing at the door, she shivered.

Pei Jingcheng's extremely oppressive eyes were falling on her arm holding Li Tairong.

"...Dad, ahem, why are you here?" Pei Youli let go of her hands, straightened her skirt, and obediently looked for slippers.

Look, what are you talking about?What is "how did you come"?

As a father, you can't come to your daughter's house?

Pei Jingcheng squinted his eyes and looked at the boy standing beside him.

Li Tairong trembled: It's over, the image I just established is completely shattered...