"Do you miss art schools, or something else?" Mo Beiyan asked again.
Talking about these safety topics, Song Qingyu suddenly felt that the guardian was still alike. She glanced at him and replied, "I want to study management."
This made Mo Beiyan raised his brows slightly: "I thought your ambition was to become an international supermodel?"
"That won't affect my study of management." Song Qingyu glanced at him, curled his lips, and said: "The supermodel eats youth meals. I can't be at the age of Lilian and can still be active on the runway, right? almost!"
Mo Beiyan deeply agrees: "It's good to study management, but it's also good if you study finance."
The most important thing for a company is leadership, and then the financial staff. Because of this, he was not happy that Ye Bingqing entered the company's financial department. It was too difficult to get rid of Ye Bingqing from now on.
Song Qingyu did not answer him this time.
Reading what is her own freedom, wait for her to settle Jiangcheng's affairs, figure out the accounts of the previous life, and then enjoy the new life!
She didn't say a word, and Mo Beiyan's textbooks were also packed, and she leaned on the desk and looked at her.
The wounds in the two places where he bitten were solidified, leaving only tooth marks and blood stains. Having eaten before, Lilian had disinfected her wound and applied some medicine, but she still looked a little pitiful.
At this time, he regretted a little, a little distressed, but it only lasted for a moment.
If he hadn't frightened her by biting her badly, it is estimated that he would not be able to negotiate successfully. She would definitely not move back to his house at this moment.
This little girl is more difficult to deal with than a big customer!
"Aren't you going back?" Song Qingyu packed up his clothes and made the bed. He looked up and saw Mo Beiyan still standing there, suddenly feeling annoyed again.
The bed was made by Mo Beiyan's assistance. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was indeed late, and he couldn't stay.
He walked towards her.
Song Qingyu was subconsciously nervous, especially, Mo Beiyan also reached out to her and pinched her chin.
"It hurts!" After being touched on the wound, she subconsciously took a breath.
Who knows, in the next second, a soft, feather-like kiss fell on the place where she was bitten!
Song Qingyu's face was ashamed and angry, but her heart was angry.
Fortunately, Mo Beiyan didn't take any other actions. He quickly let go of her, touched her head, and said, "Take a good rest, I will come over tomorrow night."
The pet has a sense of sight, yes, she is afraid that it is his pet.
Song Qingyu didn't speak, nor did she send him off, listening to the sound of the door being closed outside, she was still standing by the bed in her original posture.
With a deep sigh, she threw herself into the soft pussy, and said annoyedly: "This is wrong!"
That's right, it's not right!
Mo Beiyan is too much. He is obviously going to be engaged to Ye Bingqing, and sooner or later he will label other women, especially the identity of that woman who still can't offend, but he still comes to provoke her!
He was blind, or he acted recklessly, doesn't mean that Song Qingyu is also so stupid.
She must find a way out for herself, but she can resist Mo Beiyan's suppression, so she must beware of Ye Bingqing's plot
At noon, I only saw Ye Bingqing and didn't even deal with it. Song Qingyu still had a woman's instinct, and Ye Bingqing was hostile to her!
If Ye Bingqing knew that his fiancé had kissed and bitten a 17-year-old model, it would be a world war!
Although worrying about his own affairs for a while, Song Qingyu took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Lan Jinglong: I'm done.
Lan Jinglong answered almost in seconds: How did it get it
Song Qingyu made an expression of lovelessness, and then typed: He is my guardian, what else can I do? He won't do anything to me, grind!
Lan Jinglong's next sentence was sent to her at the same time: Did you promise him not to interact with me
Seeing this sentence, Song Qingyu couldn't help laughing.
Well, her brother Blue Whale is better, and she couldn't help but think of that silly look when talking to him, and she couldn't help feeling happy.
Before she had time to type, Lan Jinglong's horrible hand speed in writing code came into play, sending more than a dozen messages in a row:
"Bai Qingyu, did you really agree to him?"
"He is your guardian, but you will be an adult next year, can you get rid of him?"
"Actually, you don't have to sacrifice for me, I'm not afraid of him."
"Bai Qingyu, if it doesn't work, you can endure it. When you are an adult, we will come together again, and I won't forget you."
"I said you were talking."
"Talk to my sister, I'm so anxious to death!"
Seeing such a long string of messages, Song Qingyu couldn't help laughing so much that her stomach hurts. She was so anxious that she didn't know to call or have a video call. It was a silly dog. Song Qingyu couldn't help but think of a husky that Lu Li had raised in his previous life.
Well, the look of Lan Jinglong gives her the feeling that it is really inexplicably similar to Husky!
She was typing in the chat box: Silly dog, don't worry. Although that guy is not easy to deal with, but I still get it. When I have time next time, I invite you to make a string!
This sentence was sent out, and Lan Jinglong finally stopped the bombing. After a while, I posted a picture of the explosion, saying: You are a stupid dog!
With a smile on Song Qingyu's face, he leaned against him: Then tell me, why am I like a silly dog
Lan Jinglong immediately fought back.
The two of them quarreled with each other about the unhealthy fight. Song Qingyu's mood that had been suppressed by Mo Beiyan all day was healed, and she had a good night's sleep that night.
After that, things seemed to be back to what they were before.
Mo Beiyan came back to eat for several days, of course, he went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and Song Qingyu resigned to cook for him when he came back from school.
It is Lilian who is wailing, a good rice cooker is gone!
Want to let her come here to eat
Kill her! Mo Beiyan's eyes could freeze her to death, where would she dare to come!
"How about your monthly exam?"
While eating, Mo Beiyan found a topic.
What Song Qingyu thought in her heart turned out to be: Yes, I have made progress, and I will finally find a topic, instead of being silent or awkwardly talking.
She stared down at the rice in the bowl and replied: "It's not like that. Everything is under my control."
"At a young age, he is not young." Mo Beiyan glanced at her, and gave her a piece of meat: "You can't lose weight without eating meat. Why do you eat so little today?"
Song Qingyu didn't bother to explain to him about his school. He was also a schoolmaster himself, so it shouldn't be difficult to understand her. She was concerned about one question: "You have searched Shen Qiaoyin and Lu Li for so long, haven't you found anything at all?"