[Quick Transmigration] Reverse strategy

The milk tea wetted the first layer, and the second layer naturally did not "survive".

Quan Min parked the car in the parking lot of the nearest shopping mall, and then took Pei Youli upstairs to buy clothes.

There are many styles in the underwear shop, and most of the customers are girls.

"How about the pink one? The white one is also fine, just a good set."

"..."

Pei Youli stretched out her hand to lower the brim of Quan Min's hat.

"As an artist, can you be a little self-conscious? What if you are recognized?"

"If you recognize it, you will recognize it. What is there to cover up when you are in a relationship?"

It doesn't matter whether it is public or not. He is more worried that Pei Youli will be photographed and his private life will be affected.

Thinking of this, he took off his hat and put it on her head.

Pei Youli understood Quan Min's considerations and did not refuse.

"But, seriously, that pink suit really suits you."

"like?"

She looked up at him.

"like."

Pei Youli's gaze gave Quan Min the illusion that she would wear it for himself.

"Then you buy it home and wear it yourself."

"..."

Quan Min's hand holding Pei Youli lightly pinched her waist.

In the end, Pei Youli still chose the other white set.

When paying, she deliberately kept him away, and then whispered her number to the waiter.

Pei Youli was disobedient, and Quan Min had no choice but to silently write down the style of underwear, planning to buy it for her again when there is a chance.

Coming out of the underwear store, the two chose a women's clothing store.

This time, Pei Youli fully listened to Quan Min's opinion and chose a floral dress with suspenders.

The skirt is long, very slim, and has some slits, which make the curves more concave and convex.

"You like this one?"

"Ah."

Maybe because of work, Quan Min found that Pei Youli didn't wear skirts very much on weekdays, even when he went to his studio for composition lessons, he mostly wore trousers and shirts.

But she looks good in a dress.

"Then..." Pei Youli grabbed the hem of her skirt, looking a little hesitant, "Do you really want this?"

"Buy it if you like it." Quan Min got up to pay.

She quickly pulled him back: "I have money."

Quan Min grabbed Pei Youli's wrist with his backhand, and handed a card to the waiter: "Swipe this."

"ah……"

"good."

Quan Min gave him a wink, and the waiter quickly swiped the card.

Not only did he buy clothes, but he also paid for the meals for the two of them on a date.

This made Pei Youli a little uncomfortable.

"If you buy me a dress, then I should be responsible for the food."

"My usual salary is not bad."

"I'll give you back the skirt and the money for the meal later."

……

The girl chattered beside him, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Her mouth opened and closed, the top was fresh red that had just been patched, it was bright and very attractive.

Quan Min's focus unconsciously deviates.

"I'm your boyfriend, what are you doing so clearly?"

"This is not a matter of clear distinction, but a matter of principle."

"What principle?"

"We fall in love as equals, and of course we have to share the expenses equally. It's not like we're married..."

"Ah, I see, you want to get married?"

"... Quan Min!"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be listening, Pei Youli, who had been talking patiently, raised her volume unconsciously.

"exist."

Quan Min opened the rear door and signaled Pei Youli to get in the car.

The latter sighed and could only climb up first.

Unexpectedly, just as she sat down, he also squeezed in.

"Aren't you going to drive?"

"We have to talk about what happened just now."

Pei Youli believed it was true.

After a while, she was forced to straddle Quan Min's lap.

"...Did you listen to me seriously?" Pei Youli folded her hands, pursed her lips and stared at him.

Kwon Min is a very famous artist, even if he doesn't play songs, he can easily get one.

Although Pei Youli has already participated in the work, strictly speaking, she is still a student.

Not to mention anything else, only the copyright fee is much more than her salary.

Pei Youli's income is at a disadvantage, but her self-esteem does not allow her to take advantage.

Kwon Min finally realized something was wrong.

In his mind, a dress, a meal, no big deal.

The girl in front of her obviously didn't think so.

Before Pei Youli exploded, Quan Min carefully recalled what she said just now.

"What I mean by saying there's no need to make a clear distinction is that we're dating now, and the skirt or something is just a trivial matter."

"I bought you a skirt today, and you can give me a little gift tomorrow."

Pei Youli's expression finally relaxed.

"This date mainly costs me money, so you can arrange it next time."

"I understand your considerations, but we are a couple, so we don't have to hold on to every meal. We should think about each other a little more and give a little more. That's fine."

"What do you say?"

Quan Min supported her waist with one hand, and pinched her face with the other.

Sure enough, it felt as soft as a thin-skinned bun.

Pei Youli, who had just fallen into a dead end, was completely convinced: "Well, what you said... seems to make sense."

How could it be that the one who raised this question seemed a little narrow-minded in comparison?

Pei Youli opened her mouth, and before she could speak, Quan Min said again: "Besides, this skirt is not just for you to wear."

"Ah?" She didn't understand what he meant and was momentarily confused.

But immediately, Pei Youli understood.

"I love so much."

Quan Min tugged on Pei Youli's skirt, his gaze slowly swept from bottom to top, and finally fixed on the tip of her nose.

"Can you wear more skirts when you're with me?"

There were no windows in the car, and it was a little stuffy, and his voice was very low, and the vibrating vocal cords touched her heartstrings.

Pei Youli was in a dilemma.

She didn't answer, and moved back quietly.

Sensing Pei Youli's movements, Quan Min's hands around her waist exerted a little strength.

So, she who hadn't moved much distance was pushed back again.

"..." A few strands of long hair that were originally pinned behind Pei Youli's ears hung down, "Your pendant is quite beautiful."

The silver earrings he was wearing were heart-shaped, and she reached out to touch them, trying to change the subject.

However, when the fingertips accidentally rubbed against Quan Min's earlobe, the touch was soft and dreamy.

"Well--"

Pei Youli didn't expect such a "serious" consequence from a casual little action, and she didn't react when her lip was bitten.

Until, the territory was invaded seven to eighty-eight.

The light fragrance became more and more intense in his fingertips, slowly gnawing at his remaining sanity.

Pei Youli's breathing gradually became disordered, but Quan Min's breath was still stable.

She couldn't help but think of his performance that day, singing five songs in a row without breathing a bit, this lung capacity...how can I resist.

"I thought you were nice."

When she was let go for a short while, Pei Youli muttered in a low voice.

Before dating, Kwon Min was gentle and gentle in both his personality and the songs he wrote. Anyone who made a little joke would bow his head in embarrassment.

Who knew...he talked about love like this.

"Feel cheated? I can't run away."

Quan Min picked up Pei Youli's chin.

He had eaten most of the lipstick she had put on after dinner, and the water stains he had just stained on her pink lips.

Pei Youli looked down at the posture of the two of them.

He leaned on the backrest and looked up at her, with undisguised possessiveness in his eyes.

And she was riding on his lap, with her thin arms on both sides of his neck.

It looked like she was forcing him.

Pei Youli wanted to go down, but Quan Min refused to let her go down.

"Legs...the legs are numb." She could only make excuses.

After all, Quan Min felt sorry for Pei Youli, and helped her change her position with empathy.

He held her in his arms, her legs wrapped around his.

"You look really good in a skirt..."

Quan Min still remembers the last time Pei Youli installed a gopro on the production team car, her clothes were regular and normal, but his mind was crooked.

"Does it only look good when you wear a skirt?"

Pei Youli threw out a proposition.

Quan Min laughed, his broken eyebrows flaunted wantonly: "Yes."

"..." Pei Youli made a gesture to get out of the car.

However, it seemed that her skirt was really bought for him. Not only did the suspenders slide off easily, but the side zipper didn't block it at all, making it easier for him to move.

"I seem to know your measurements."

"To shut up."

How can Quan Min be obedient?

He simply and neatly reported three numbers.

"..."

Pei Youli quickly covered Quan Min's mouth.

He buried his head on her shoulder and neck, his laughter was muffled but clear.

Wait a minute, why was she pushed down again?

Pei Youli looked at the roof of the car, lost in thought.

Fortunately, the superficially unreliable Quan Min has a good sense of proportion, so he doesn't stop at first.

------

Dates from time to time, there are always some pictures taken by passers-by or fans.

Moreover, Pei Youli and Quan Min are in the period of passionate love, even though they have tried their best to conceal it, their facial expressions and interactions cannot deceive people.

The matter was rumored inside "showmethemoney", and even the hiphop circle heard a little bit about it.

However, the photos that went out did not capture Pei Youli's face, and when strangers asked about their relationship, Quan Min would just prevaricate it with a few words.

Therefore, most people are still dubious.

"Are Dean and Pei Youli together?"

"It feels like it's there."

"It won't be an ambiguous period."

"It might be a friend with benefits."

"Indeed, the world of rappers is quite chaotic."

"Well, we don't know the facts, so try not to judge others."

The production team discussed privately, and it was Park Jae-won who helped Pei Youli clarify.

"I said it was impossible."

"Then tell me, how do you explain the relationship between Pei Youli and Dean?"

"Maybe a girlfriend."

"...Are you brain-dead?"

Park Jae-won still feels that "everyone is drunk and I am alone".

Quan Yuzhi is so good-looking, Pei Youli is not bad, the two beauties... are actually a good match.

He who once chased Pei Youli felt that it must not be because of his own charm, but because the child had a problem with his sexual orientation.

Compared with the production team, it is easier for the contestants staying in the Kwon Min and Woo Ji Ho teams to inquire about news.

At that time, they were gathering in the recording studio, waiting for the show to send someone to shoot.

Although Liang Hongyuan felt it was a pity that the sister who had a good impression was with others, he did not comment too much.

However, the quality of the contestants is uneven, and there are always some people who talk too much.

"What's it like dating Pei Youli? Dean is dating her, right?"

"She has a good figure, long legs and thin waist."

"Is the bust that big... (gesturing)"

"Ah, envious."

The speaker would usually talk about other female rappers casually in the chat room of several people, but Quan Min never responded.

But today it involved Pei Youli.

What she looks like when she gets along with him in private, pure or charming, that's all their desire.

Not speaking out, not talking about it with outsiders, is the basic respect for her.

"It's almost eliminated, do you still have the heart to think about this?"

"That's my girlfriend, it won't have anything to do with you, keep your mouth clean."

Quan Min sat in front of the device, gently tapped the recording button that had not been pushed up with his slender fingers, his tone was cold and merciless.

The air in the room suddenly condensed, and the rapper looked embarrassed.

Yu Zhihao said to ease the atmosphere: "Come on, come on, you guys practice again, later we—"

A knock on the door interrupted his voice.

Pei Youli and Can'en came in with a few glasses of drinks, their smiles were soft and bright: "I've been waiting for a long time, I bought milk tea for everyone."

Yu Zhihao clearly felt that someone beside him had regained the temperament of the little sun in the past.

He turned his head and found that Quan Min had already picked up a cup, inserted the straw, and took a few swigs of "ton ton ton".

"Pei Youli pd, drink carefully, don't spill it."

"..."

Using her hand as a blade, she made a menacing gesture on her neck.

The dark pupils were stained with a smile, Quan Min bit the pearl in his mouth.