An unknown fire surged into his heart. Jiang Yuyao took three steps at a time and was about to rush forward, pick up the traitor's collar and question him.
Did Wei Shi and Xue Yin feel sorry for him? When he was dreaming, he was thinking about other women, and they were so close to each other, chatting and laughing.
Rebel, you are very happy!
I've never seen you so happy.
She had to admit that Jiang Yuyao was a little bit sour. The disciple in her impression had always been so steady and calm. Even when faced with her questioning, even if the fault was his own, he was still thick-skinned than the city wall. You can lose it, but you can’t lose face.
But in front of this unknown woman, he was completely different from his usual posture. Sometimes he would sigh, sometimes he would wink, he would be glib and perfunctory, and his movements and expressions would become much more frivolous.
This is not a good thing. Sometimes, the more calm you are, the more distance you have. You have concerns, so you treat each other as equals, which counts as respect. The more frivolous and indulgent it is, it means that there is no barrier between the hearts and the true feelings are revealed.
The more he thought about it, the heavier Jiang Yuyao's heart became.
I have raised a disciple for more than ten years, but he is still no match for a strange woman?
When he got closer, not only did his face turn frighteningly dark, but his heart also felt a lot colder.
However……
"You brat, with your temper, you know what the hell, when a man and a woman meet for the first time, all they see is each other's faces, their personalities and hobbies are secondary matters. If you don't know how to speak, don't open your mouth. Just pretend. Just act cool and cool."
Su Zhijing can't guarantee her son's character, but she is still very confident about his appearance.
These days, good looks are the hard currency. With this as a foundation, no matter what you do, your success rate with women can be increased by 30%.
"Mom, please don't treat me like a pretty boy. I'm not a superficial person."
Su Xinhong was anxious. Is this his biological mother?
When Jiang Yuyao heard this, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She was stunned on the spot and watched the two of them walking past in front of her, motionless.
mom?
! ! !
Is that beautiful woman the traitor’s mother?
Real or fake, just make up the story, don't you want the sudden twist to be so exciting?
Wait a minute, this is the disciple's dream. There is nothing wrong with dreaming about his mother, this is normal.
But...but...
The sudden cessation of behavior and the unknown impulse brewing in her chest made her feel particularly uncomfortable.
Are you too nervous? This is just a dream for your disciple. It's not okay to get too involved accidentally.
Jiang Yuyao patted her hot cheeks and forced herself to calm down.
He clearly entered his disciple's dream to teach him a lesson, how could he get distracted by such a trivial matter? Besides, that beautiful woman is his mother, isn't this a good thing?
The disciple did not eat the food in the bowl, but looked at the food in the pot, which showed that the disciple's character was still there. The loyalty of being close to eighty-year-old was not just a show, and she did not need to clean up the family.
only……
While thinking about it, Jiang Yuyao suddenly caught a glimpse of a floor-to-ceiling window not far away. In the bright mirror, a woman's figure was reflected.
The bright and delicate lips are slightly open, the beautiful face is blushing and hot, like flowers blooming, and the clear eyes contain shame...
! ! !
Just one glance made her heart beat wildly in embarrassment. The woman did not dare to take a closer look, and quickly followed her disciple's retreating back.
. . . . . .
"Mom, what are you looking at?"
Walking into a star-rated hotel, Su Xinhong found that his mother seemed to look behind her meaningfully. He also looked in the direction, but saw nothing.
"I'm dazzled. My son is so handsome. I almost thought there was a woman with bad intentions following him. I must have been wrong." Su Zhijing waved her hand, chuckled and joked: "In the future, wear more clothes when going out, men are not safe anymore." ! Maybe some women are just like my son. I can’t afford to raise such a big child to be abducted by some random woman.”
Su Xinhong: "???"
Mom, can you stop worrying so much?
It's not that exaggerated!
He didn't take it to heart, but Jiang Yuyao, who was following her, felt suddenly in her heart, because the moment the woman turned back, her gaze seemed to fall on her.
But is this really possible?
Not to mention that both of them are ordinary people, it is the characteristics of dream wandering. If you are a bystander, you are just a bystander and cannot affect the changes in the dream. If you really rushed up to question the traitor just now, then It will have corresponding effects, but I don’t have any!
After a brief period of distress, seeing that the mother and son in front of her had disappeared from sight, Jiang Yuyao didn't care so much anymore and walked in with an uneasy feeling.
"Hello, is this the private room booked by Ms. Su?"
As soon as she entered the hotel, a well-dressed waiter wearing a Suzhou embroidered cheongsam came up to her and showed her the way with a smile.
Jiang Yuyao's scalp was numb and she was a little unresponsive.
"No, you got the wrong person." She forced herself to remain calm and said calmly.
"How is that possible? Ms. Su clearly told her just now that if you are a girl, she can just take you to the private room." Although he was curious about the other party's dress, the waiter still had a professional smile on his face.
"..."
Hey, no, isn’t this a cover-up at all?
When was she exposed?
Master was caught off guard. Could it be that she had fallen into this dream without knowing it?
But how is this possible?
He wanted to turn around and leave, but he was curious about the purpose of his disciple and the others' coming here. After thinking for two seconds, Jiang Yuyao gave up. Anyway, it was just a dream that his disciple had. Even if something happened, it would not be a big deal.
It's just a dream, it doesn't count.
Under the guidance of the waiter, she soon arrived at the box that Su Zhijing had booked in advance, and walked in without any pressure.
It must be an illusion, Ming Ming has experienced strong winds and waves, and has never seen anything before, but why is he so nervous when meeting his disciple's mother?
It stands to reason that she is Su Xinhong's master, so she is his equal!
"Girl, you are finally here."
As soon as she entered the door, without even seeing the situation clearly, the beautiful woman came forward with a smile, took her hand, and said with a smile: "Your mother just called me and said that she was stuck in a traffic jam on the road. , I won’t be able to come for a while, so let me introduce you to my children first.”
"I..." Jiang Yuyao blinked, not yet understanding the situation and who her mother was, but she was quick-thinking and quickly thought of a possibility. Due to some factors, she replaced someone in this dream. Is the person’s identity lost?
"Wait a minute, you may have misunderstood, I'm not..."
With her heart racing, she wanted to explain clearly, but she didn't want to admit she was wrong!
But in the process of pulling her hand away, she was surprised to find that she couldn't break free. Even though the woman's hand was white and delicate, as smooth as jade, like a natural work of art, she was holding her hand firmly and couldn't. get rid of.
How can this be?
Is there something wrong with the magical power of dream travel? Once caught in it, it will suppress the strength? There is something wrong with this woman...
Although she was shocked, Su Zhijing had already pulled her to sit next to Su Xinhong, and then patted the dazed boy on the head, breathing heavily.
"You brat, why are you still looking at me stupidly? Hurry up and call me sister!"
"Oh...sister...hello, sister." Su Xinhong, who was still in a daze, stood up quickly and called out shyly.
Jiang Yuyao: "!!!"
Sister, how big are you? I am your master, not your sister!
