Lu Nianzhen: "..."
Of course he could see it, but his uncle is... Is he going to rush to coax Bai Qingyu
Unable to restrain his curiosity, Lu Nianzhen asked the doubts that had hovered in his heart for a long time: "Uncle, what is the relationship between you and Qing Yu... on earth?"
Calling uncle in the Mo family, in private, seems like a brother shouting
Mo Beiyan glanced at Lu Nianzhen in the rearview mirror, thought about it, and gave Lu Nianzhen a clear answer: "No accident, she will be your aunt in the future!"
"What!" Lu Nianzhen gasped in surprise!
Others say that Bai Qingyu is the little lover raised by Mo Beiyan. Who would have thought that Mo Beiyan was going to marry Bai Qingyu
This is too much...
Mo Beiyan was very serious, "I will get rid of the Ye family sooner or later. Don't tell other people about this, so as not to disrupt my steps."
"Oh." Lu Nianzhen was still a little unbelievable.
However, recalling the thoughtfulness of Mo Beiyan to Bai Qingyu, it seems not difficult to understand.
Since childhood, he has never seen Mo Beiyan be so patient with anyone!
Lu Nianzhen thought of another question: "That Qingyu... Does she think so too?"
Mo Beiyan: "..."
Obviously, she doesn't think so now!
His breath cooled down, and said: "She can't escape from my palm!"
Lu Nianzhen understood it, and Mo Beiyan had made up his mind. It seems that there will be resistance in the future!
At this time, a trace of loss also appeared in Lu Nianzhen's heart.
Sure enough, he admires Bai Qingyu again, she is also far away from him!
After sending Lu Nianzhen home, Mo Beiyan turned around and came to He Tang Yayuan.
When he arrived, Song Qingyu had already taken a bath and lay in his arms. Before going to bed, he would review the German he learned today.
Therefore, the sound of Mo Beiyan opening the door and Song Qingyu wearing earphones did not hear, and the door was suddenly opened, which scared her: "Why are you here?"
That face is obviously ugly.
Mo Beiyan walked over and took off her earphones, with a particularly gentle voice: "Still angry?"
Song Qingyu snatched the earphones back angrily, and said, "Isn't I upset with her to find myself unhappy? I didn't lose tonight, she is the one who should feel uncomfortable!"
"..." Mo Beiyan laughed helplessly, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Can you stop appearing suddenly, always messing up my study!" Song Qing said a little speechless.
With this man in her life, the time she spends studying is squeezed a lot less.
Mo Beiyan laughed angrily by her: "I'm not more important than studying?"
Song Qingyu's face was unbelievable: "Uncle Mo, where is your face?"
"How did you call it?" Mo Beiyan cast a low expression on his eyes.
Song Qingyu reluctantly got up from her sex and sat down, rolled her eyes, and raked her hair: "Do you really want me to explain? Mo Beiyan, after I have studied well, it is a matter of following me for the rest of my life. That is self-improvement. . Why do you think you are more important than me?"
"With me, you can also follow you for a lifetime." Mo Beiyan answered naturally.
Song Qingyu was silent.
I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than the broken mouth of a man.
Although he knew that Mo Beiyan's promise was very valuable, but this man often made changes in front of her, but there was no credibility.
"Why, don't say anything again!" Mo Beiyan felt helpless towards her.
This woman is simply a little ancestor, can't be beaten, can't be scolded, whose teenage girl is so difficult to serve
Song Qingyu is more helpless than him: "The question is, why should I follow you forever?"
Mo Beiyan was silent for a moment and concluded: "So, do you want me to follow you forever?"
Song Qing: "..."
She curled her lips: "I don't have such a big face."
Mo Beiyan suddenly lowered his head, supporting her with arms on both sides of her bed, and his voice was low and charming: "You can be more confident and ask for more."
Song Qingyu subconsciously wanted to push him away, but before he did anything, he leaned down and quickly kissed her on the lips, giving a touching promise: "Bai Qingyu, no matter what the barriers are between us, we need to go through. What. You have to believe that what Mo Beiyan believes will never change!"
His eyes were so attractive that Song Qingyu almost fell into it. Fortunately, she was not a seventeen-year-old girl, so she quickly regained her senses and smiled sharply.
Looking at the man above, she said lightly: "I'm still young, you still have a long time to prove that what you said is true."
"You don't believe me?" Mo Beiyan frowned. Unexpectedly, she said it to this point, but she still distrusted him so much!
Song Qingyu pursed his lips: "It's not a question of believing or not, Mo Beiyan, I don't want to die inexplicably."
She has already experienced an inexplicable death!
She has tasted the fate of trusting men and her girlfriends.
She can take time to wait and see if Mo Beiyan can stick to it, but she will never stay in place, nor will she pin all her hopes on him!
Her words made Mo Beiyan narrow his eyes: "Are you afraid Ye Bingqing will deal with you?"
"Of course I'm afraid." Song Qingyu did not shy away from telling her own judgment: "It is not possible that she will deal with me, but she will definitely deal with me!"
Mo Beiyan frowned, but didn't know what to say.
Promise not to harm her
No, after the last time Haicheng Song Qingyu and the god of death passed by, he can no longer be so confident.
Comforting, looked so pale again.
Fortunately, Song Qingyu didn't need any promise from him, and said, "You go back. Although I feel quite upset, I don't want to get through with this."
She could still see it, and Mo Beiyan turned back again. She should be worried about her, afraid she would be unhappy because of Ye Bingqing's affairs
Mo Beiyan stared into her eyes, thinking again and again, and finally sat up, his face was not very beautiful: "I see."
His attitude made Song Qingyu feel a little strange.
But when he saw him touch her head again, he said, "Get a good rest. If you encounter someone who is upset in the future, you will just slap your face and go back. No matter what the result is, I will clean up for you."
He gave such a promise, and finally made Song Qingyu smile: "Ye Bingqing's status is not low, I can still slap her face?"
Without even thinking about it, Mo Beiyan said, "Yes!"
She curled her lips slightly, satisfied, and said proudly, "You said this!"
Mo Beiyan also breathed a sigh of relief, and a faint smile appeared on his eyebrows: "Okay, I said it."
Isn't it coaxed
"Then you are not going back?" Song Qingyu raised an eyebrow.
Mo Beiyan: "..."
"I will cross the river and tear down the bridge!" He also got a temper: "It's so late, I live here!"