National First Love and His Little Jasmine

The polished extended suspension vehicle was parked in front of the Marshal's Mansion, and no one got off the vehicle for a long time.

The polished extended suspension vehicle was parked in front of the Marshal's Mansion, and no one got off the vehicle for a long time.

Aunt Wang, who had been waiting for a long time, went up to greet the people inside, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, and gently persuaded the people inside: "Master, today Madam knew that you were coming back, so she specially made your favorite dessert and waited in the living room. I have been waiting for a long time. It's been a while, go in quickly."

Song Shiqing, who was sitting in the car, didn't want to talk. He was forced to come back by his mother's death order.

His slender figure seemed a bit aggrieved in such a cramped environment, and he could only lie listlessly against the soft cushion.

The long and curly eyelashes drooped slightly, spreading a faint shadow like butterfly wings on the eyelids, and the corners of the mouth turned down could reveal a bit of aggrieved and depressed mood.

【drop!Little E tips are coming! 5% of the local area will rain in 90.00 minutes, and the water cover is in the storage box of the co-pilot! 】

The intelligent AI in the car interrupted the awkward atmosphere of silence, and Aunt Wang stopped urging him, and just stood by the car.

The humidity outside can be seen with the naked eye. The soil of the flower beds is full of puddles and puddles of water. The flowers and leaves that bloom in spring hold raindrops. When the wind blows, the rustling sound of falling water is no different from that of rain.

Song Shiqing suddenly remembered that Aunt Wang had rheumatism, her legs should be hurting at this moment, and immediately softened her heart.

The light blue glass of the suspension car slowly lowered, and he saw the silvery white intertwined with Aunt Wang's black hair at a glance, and his heart was even more sour and complicated.

"Aunt Wang, you go in first, I will drive in the suspension car later."

Song Shiqing caressed the steering wheel, and reached out to talk to her helplessly, "Don't force me like my mother, I can't stand it."

The raindrops on the top of the window frame were unobstructed, and a few of them slid into his soft and fluffy curly hair without any mistakes, exuding a coolness, forcing him to retract his neck again, looking a little funny.

Aunt Wang covered her mouth and chuckled, and thoughtfully handed out the handkerchief.

Song Shiqing picked up and rumpled his slightly curly and fluffy hair, and put it on the passenger seat.

His delicate and deep eyebrows lightened a little, and his attitude became more relaxed, "Get on the co-pilot, I'll give you a ride."

"No." Aunt Wang teased him: "Didn't the young master say that the co-pilot can only be used by the young lady in the future? How can Aunt Wang match it?"

"Aunt Wang, that's my mother's standard, not mine."

Song Shiqing was ignorant when he was seven or eight years old. When others wanted to get in his car, he refused to say that only his lover could be his co-pilot. He intended to be a close person, but was later twisted by his mother, Ms. Song, into a restriction. From everyone he loves to a limited lover, it's useless to explain it many times over the years, but every time Song Shiqing faces such rumors, he will explain it again seriously and sincerely.

"Maybe it will change soon. Your attitude on this matter is very similar to your mother."

Song Shiqing corrected: "Except for being single-minded and loyal to your lover, everything else is completely different."

Aunt Wang was just teasing him, and she accepted it as soon as she was good.

"Miss Song still has something to do with me later, so I'll leave first?"

Song Shiqing nodded, and his raised hair moved accordingly, looking a little dazed and cute.

After Aunt Wang left, he slowly started the suspension car and drove into the garden. He was stopped by the guards several times on the way. After passing various identity checks, he arrived in front of the villa after half an hour.

Song Shiqing dawdled on purpose, but he didn't expect the security at home to be so strict recently.

At the last checkpoint, he asked the stationed major why the first-level alert was activated, and the major couldn't explain why, and asked him to go home and ask his marshal's mother who was so busy every day that she never touched the ground.

Forget it, Song Shiqing thought, he can't even see each other, and unilateral messages are useless, and he can only say a word when he is regarded as a subordinate order, he might as well save some time and deal with the blind date introduced by Miss Song , Keep your mouth shut, and be able to restrain your desire to tell the truth during the blind date.

Song Shiqing originally wanted Liu Shaowen to accompany him as a cover, but this cousin was as unreliable as ever, so it was fine to file a complaint, and he was afraid to even follow him.

"Master, Madam is waiting for you in Jasmine Garden."

Song Shiqing was scanning his irises at the door when the black screen suddenly lit up and typed out what he just said.

He was used to such sudden attacks, so he responded with a good temper.

"You're not feeling right today."

I haven't seen him for a long time, and I miss the only little master who can chat with it in this family, but it can't express this kind of thought, so every time it's like a primary school student teasing someone he likes, teasing Song Shiqing.

As the blind date approached, it was difficult for Song Shiqing to calm down and chat with him. After a while, he focused on the smart door.

"How did you find out?" he asked.

Smart Gate said truthfully: "You didn't teach me not to scare people today."

In the past, Song Shiqing would stop every time and pick its fault earnestly.

Song Shiqing shook his head, and said helplessly, "If I stay here because of you, you will be replaced tomorrow, and you will never see me again."

After all, the guards are on guard for normal screening, while the smart door is just looking for trouble, and if it hinders his pace of going on a blind date, he will be replaced [-]% of the time.

Song Shiqing was more nostalgic for the past, and he didn't want the smart door that had been with him for so long to be dragged to the garbage dump for scrapping because of such a trivial matter.

The smart door thought about the situation at home, and compromised: "Okay."

"I'm leaving first. I don't have anything to do at night, so I'll come to chat with you."

Song Shiqing skillfully opened the unlocked door and walked in, feeling a little unusual.

He turned around and asked the smart door: "Apart from the blind date, are there any guests at home?"

Sound waves flashed on the screen of the smart door, as if they were playing audio, as if thinking, but did not come up with any results.

"I don't know either. I only saw a good-looking person among them. I think you will like that person, young master. He is very different."

"I see, thank you." Song Shiqing didn't take the latter sentence to heart, but still couldn't help correcting it, "But I'm not a face controler, and I don't like others just because they are good-looking. It’s called liking, it’s just for sex.”

The light wave on the screen immediately turned into a huge question mark, obviously doubtful, but Song Shiqing had gone far away, and didn't stay to discuss with it about sexual desire.

Although it is the marshal's mansion, it is not luxurious. It is decorated with warm colors everywhere, which is not much different from ordinary homes. There are pillows everywhere on the sofa where he used to lie down, soft and warm.

Song Shiqing grew up here and used to be full of dependence and nostalgia, but at some point, the atmosphere at home became delicate, and his mother and mother always hugged each other and were depressed, but they didn't say the reason.

The mother was even more busy, and the mother began to force him to go on a blind date, so he had to move to the school dormitory.

It didn't take long for this situation to start, but Song Shiqing didn't know how long it would last, which made him very unhappy.

After Song Shiqing suddenly figured it out, he thought that he should find time to chat with Ms. Song about this issue.

He doesn't like to keep things in his heart, and frank discussion is his favorite solution.

The Jasmine Garden is a large greenhouse that seems to be invisible, with a simulated sky above the head, which is blue and the same as the scorching sun. Being here gives people a transformation as if they have suddenly entered a flower field.

Song Shiqing stepped on stone bricks that had been rubbed so that they could reflect light, and shuttled through the world where his pheromones had leaked.

This garden was established after he was born, and it was also his childhood paradise, so it is very familiar and intimate.

The mother brought him here, which is enough to see the degree of importance, and the eagerness to match him with others.

The sun was gradually turning white, and the glass room in front appeared. There was everything in it except the bed. There were two people sitting on either side of the tea table. Facing Song Shiqing was his mother, Song Yuxiu. The curtains were lightly covered, and Song Shiqing couldn't see clearly, only a tall and thin figure could be vaguely glimpsed.

It seemed that he was much taller than the last blind date, which made Song Shiqing inexplicably relieved.

The sound insulation effect of the glass room is obviously very good. The people inside didn't hear the people coming from outside, and the people outside didn't make a loud reminder. Song Shiqing just rang the doorbell and opened the door to go in.

Such behavior can be said to be very impolite outside, but now in his home, his exclusive garden has been invaded by others, and the unhappiness in his heart is inevitable.

However, within a few steps after stepping in, he just glanced over there for a while, and then he stopped, and his breath couldn't help being suffocated.

Opposite Ms. Song, Omega is slumped on the soft sofa, surrounded by a layer of lazy sunlight reflected by the glass room.Fu, dazzlingly white, still sitting upright.

Under the soft forehead, those pair of black and round grape eyes looked at Miss Song earnestly. His eyes moved as if they were full of affection. He assumed a listening attitude, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and the dimples on both sides were genuine. The can be intoxicating.

Song Shiqing never admits that he is a face controler. After all, in this developed era, everyone's face can be beautiful and flawless, as if carved out of the same template.

In his eyes, except for himself and those close to him, those people seem to look the same, especially the Omegas who are pampered now, they are equally cute and have the same fashionable makeup.

But now, there is such a person who breaks the stereotypes of the world and allows him to have his own aesthetics.

Song Shiqing suddenly realized that maybe in terms of external conditions, he also has a preference, and he just likes people who are clean and sunny, like Nuanyu, and have a sweet smile.

"Song Shiqing? Why are you here so late?"

Miss Song's speech was interrupted by the doorbell, and when she turned around, she saw her son staring blankly at the opposite side of her, then turned around again, subconsciously frowning.

Song Shiqing never hid himself, so he didn't notice the corner of his mouth raised unintentionally, but slowly withdrew his gaze and landed on his mother.

"I didn't even want to come." Song Shiqing walked over. Compared with his tall figure, he found that this Omega might be as tall as him.

After sitting down, this discovery was implemented.

The eyes of the person in front of him fell on him, and the four eyes met, and the other party's smile did not hold back.

"Hi, I'm Meng Chu'an."

So I started to introduce myself, and Song Shiqing's heartbeat was speeding up, as if he was ringing in his ears endlessly.

He thought the name was very familiar, but his mind was a little messed up, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

I just typed out a draft of rejecting a blind date, and now I can't think of anything.

I just feel that the other party is not only good-looking, but also has a nice voice, as if a warm pulse has penetrated into his ears and warmed his whole body.

"My name is Song Shiqing."

Song Shiqing touched the phalanx of the ring finger of his right hand and kneaded it lightly, but he still couldn't calm down and think.

He could only say with his inner voice: "Hello, you look so good-looking."

I want to introduce myself and get to know each other, just because I met the appearance I like, and I also want to know whether the inside is suitable.

Song Shiqing thought this way, but the other party was stunned, as if he had never seen such a straightforward person, and then he immediately laughed.

"Thank you."

Meng Chuan's smile this time was a bit playful, but Song Shiqing didn't notice anything unusual.

He asked, "Shall we go on a blind date?"

As soon as he said this, there was a sound in the closet room next to him, Song Shiqing didn't turn his head, because Meng Chuan didn't speak, and he was waiting for an answer.

The other party's eyes moved away from him, and the mother beside him suddenly moved.

"You made a mistake. The cousin in front of you is an Alpha." Miss Song pinched Song Shiqing's ears, and said in a dark tone, "That's your blind date over there!"

She was at the side in a daze and couldn't get a word in. She didn't expect her son to be so stupid that he couldn't even tell Alpha from Omega. It was obvious that he was blinded by Meng Chuan's harmless face.

She was so angry that she wanted to give Song Shiqing two brains.

Song Shiqing: "..."

how to say?

Song Shiqing looked at the stylish Omega who was no different from the previous blind date.

Embarrassment is now covered in capital letters.

As for Meng Chu'an, the person he had mistaken for, he propped his head and covered his mouth, trying not to make a sound, laughing very tiredly. ?

The author says:

Little Jasmine expressed that she was very wronged, she was ridiculed by her wife even though she was right, she needed a hundred kisses to be good!