She would never ask these words when she talked to strangers in normal times. It was because the other party was Lan Jinglong. She would care about these issues when she thought of some things about living in the teachers' college in the past.
Lan Jinglong didn't know that she had so much activity in her heart, and shook her head and said, "No more."
"Have you graduated from university?" Song Qingyu asked again.
She still wants to know his recent situation. Lan Jinglong should be 22 years old this year, and it is normal to graduate from university.
Unexpectedly, he laughed and said, "No, I started a game company with my classmates when I was in my freshman year, and I have been developing games."
After speaking, Lan Jinglong was stunned for a moment, with a little chagrin in his eyes.
Come to think of it, he shouldn't want to talk about his private affairs to a stranger, but he would be annoyed when he accidentally said it. Song Qingyu saw it, and didn't break it, and said lightly: "Starting a company doesn't affect your studies. Why don't you take care of it at the same time?"
"You are only a sophomore? How does this sound like a parent!" Although Lan Jinglong is twenty-two, judging from his clothes and playing with a motorcycle, his temperament is still immature.
Song Qingyu remembered that Lan Jinglong was very rebellious when he was a child. Among a group of children in the teachers' school, he was the one who liked fighting the most. Every time he was scolded, he would die, and he would not say why he was fighting, so he was often beaten.
But Song Qingyu later learned that those children who had been beaten by Lan Jinglong were all wild children who had been picked up by Song Qingyu.
Thinking of this, she still feels very moved.
"Yeah. I'm sophomore in high school." She smiled and recalled the things in her last life, and she didn't expect to meet Lan Jinglong by chance. Unexpectedly, Sister Song in the past has now become Sister Bai.
The two exchanged contact information, and it was quite agreeable to chat casually.
Song Qingyu would definitely not have such an attitude towards others, that is, Lan Jinglong, who seemed more intimate and natural.
Song Qingyu returned to the door, took out the key to open the door, changed his shoes, and said, "You don't need to change your shoes. I don't often visit guests here, and I don't have spare shoes."
Lan Jinglong walked in with her carrying a bag, and saw sharply that there was a pair of men's leather shoes on her shoe cabinet. He thought she was living with her parents and walked in without thinking too much. He walked and asked, "Where are so many things?" "
The small apartment is very small, coming in is where the living room and dining room are connected together.
"Let's put it on the table first." Song Qingyu said casually, going to pour him a glass of water.
Lan Jinglong responded, "Okay."
As a result, when Song Qingyu poured the water over and Lan Jinglong put the things in, the two found a man sitting on the sofa!
Seeing the man's dark face, Song Qing said: "..."
Lan Jinglong was completely out of the situation, and subconsciously said, "Bai Qingyu, this is your father? How young!"
The man's face darkened: "..."
Song Qingyu really wanted to scold him.
Originally, Mo Beiyan was sitting on the sofa and didn't know what was going on. This person had never said anything. He was shocked when he saw it until now. With the lunch, Song Qingyu was very upset.
But Lan Jinglong's words made her chuckle.
Mo Beiyan's face was so black that it matched the bottom of the pot, his pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at Lan Jinglong, who was dressed in a punk style and had ear studs on his ears. He rarely showed a contemptuous look on his emotions. He didn't talk to Lan Jinglong either, but treated this person as transparent, turned his head to look at Song Qingyu, and his thin lips uttered two dangerous words: "Dad?"
Song Qingyu originally wanted to say "Yes, that's my dad", but seeing that Mo Beiyan's expression was wrong, Junjie, who knows current affairs, dare not say that. But she also wanted Mo Beiyan to respond, so she said, "It's not my father, it's my uncle!"
Mo Beiyan's face became darker.
But Lan Jinglong didn't know what was going on, he smiled and said, "It's your uncle, it's no wonder you are so young. You can see that your family has good genes, and his uncle is so handsome!"
Uncle Mo, who was nearly promoted to "Dad" at the age of 27, had a gloomy breath, and squeezed a sentence from his teeth: "Sorry, there is no nephew as big as you!"
At this time, Lan Jinglong realized that something was wrong, and other people’s family affairs were not asking too much. He looked at Song Qingyu awkwardly, and subconsciously said, “Bai Qingyu, I’m sorry for what happened today. If there’s nothing wrong, I will leave Up."
Song Qingyu stared at him like that, and smiled inwardly, "Not promising", but he could understand it. Mo Beiyan made people scared when he was not angry, not to mention that he was obviously angry now.
She didn't mind, waved her hand to Lan Jinglong and said, "Well then, I have time to call."
"Well, I'll add your WeChat in a while." Lan Jinglong said as he went out.
Song Qingyu escorted him to the door and closed the door.
Looking back, the evil god was still sitting on the sofa, his eyes colder than before.
"Bai Qingyu, you are good at it. How long has it been since you got home from the restaurant, you changed a man again!" Mo Beiyan's eyes were cold, and his words were not very pleasant: "This kind of street gangster, you too like?"
Song Qingyu doesn't like to listen. Although Lan Jinglong doesn't know her, he is still a childhood playmate in her heart. She doesn't want Mo Beiyan to slander Lan Jinglong like this.
Her expression wasn't very kind, she went to sit down on the solo sofa and snorted coldly, "Is it okay for you to be a bully?"
"Bai Qingyu!" Mo Beiyan gave a low drink, with a heavy warning.
In normal times, Song Qingyu might pretend to be soft because of his aura, but the thought of the lunch restaurant made her feel angry, and she didn’t even know where she was, so she said angrily: “Dare Ask Shao Mo in what capacity to manage my friendships?"
Thinking of meeting him at noon, she didn't know her at all, she couldn't help but feel angry. I completely forgot, as she didn't know what she asked for.
When Mo Beiyan was about to speak, Song Qingyu preemptively said: "Don't use any guardian status to suppress me. Our guardianship relationship is just a transaction."
"Deal?" Mo Beiyan suffocated.
That's right, it was said at the beginning, their relationship is nothing more than a transaction.
But he is also coaxing her, the real purpose is not just to want Bai Qingyu to advance!
"Bai Qingyu, you seem to have forgotten who brought you your current stability?" His voice was full of oppression, and his arm caught Song Qingyu's wrist as soon as he stretched it out.
Of course Song Qingyu didn't want to be caught by him, subconsciously just struggle. But how can her strength beat him? A few seconds later, Mo Beiyan's skillful strength pulled her over and leaned on the couch.
Then, the body full of tension was pressed down like this, and she almost fell into the soft sofa!
Boom on the sofa
Damn it!