After five or six minutes, Song Qingyu finally climbed up. When he was about to reach the hatch of the plane, Mo Beiyan stretched out his hand to her and said, "Hold on!"
With great strength, his hand holding Song Qingyu tightly, pulled her into the helicopter.
After Song Qingyu came up safely, Mo Beiyan hugged her tightly and sat down, and then untied her gloves.
Climbing without protective gear will be more useless, even if there is, it is not a small burden for her.
He was worried that she was afraid of falling and hurt her hand too hard. He unbuttoned the glove and saw that her hand was just red. He breathed out, "It's okay."
Song Qingyu looked at him with a faint smile, and said, "Although I haven't climbed the rope ladder, it's really a bit thrilling, and I won't be so nervous, right?"
"You don't understand!" Mo Beiyan threw out such a sentence.
Song Qingyu was puzzled: "Why don't I understand?"
"In the future, I will take you to exercise and practice all of these." Mo Beiyan did not explain.
Song Qingyu thought it was okay: "Well, I also think I'm very close to you, it's best to be proficient in all 18 martial arts!"
Mo Beiyan squeezed her hand and said, "Thanks for your hard work."
Song Qingyu shrugged.
Mo Beiyan said again: "There is no apron near the coffee house, so I can only take you to the neighborhood. I arranged a car, and I will take you there later."
"Does it need to be so troublesome? I'll just go by myself." Thinking of how much less he would make this trip, Song Qingyu felt a little sweet in his heart, but he was also a little guilty.
Of course, it is one thing to give him a chance to express, it is another thing to give him a chance to express her feelings.
Mo Beiyan took her hand and said, "It's no trouble, I was the one who caused your trouble. I made you wronged."
Song Qingyu glanced at him and said nothing, but the concentration of sweetness in his heart doubled.
Even though what he said is the truth, he has to be able to achieve this kind of consciousness, and he has to say that he has made progress.
"Qing Yu." She did not speak, but Mo Beiyan had something to say, as if to discuss with her, but hesitated.
Song Qingyu couldn't help but feel puzzled: "What do you want to say?"
Holding his hand, Mo Beiyan spent a while working on psychological construction and sorting out his language, before asking: "Have you ever thought about how long these reporters will stay on guard?"
"Huh?" Song Qingyu hasn't really thought about this issue yet.
She was planning to let things ferment for a few more days, and then came forward to turn around. The reporter was able to find this small apartment to block her, which was completely unexpected to her.
Mo Beiyan also thought that she might not have noticed the problem, and said: "So many reporters are at the door, and they will definitely not leave for a while. After you come out, can you go back?"
Song Qing: "..."
She didn't expect this problem either!
You know, she came out with only a carry-on bag. If you can't go back, it would be troublesome to go to the hotel to stay at night.
"Qing Yu, then where do you plan to live at night?" In fact, Mo Beiyan could find a way to help her drive the reporter away. He did intend to do this originally. But now thinking about this problem, I suddenly changed my mind.
Although he can also live there every day, sleeping together is not new, but such a good opportunity, if he doesn't take the opportunity to turn her to his side, he feels it wasted.
Song Qingyu was taken aback again.
Where to stay at night
She thought for a while and said naturally: "I'll go to the hotel and let Lilian go back and pack me something."
Mo Beiyan: "..."
live in hotel…
Fortunately, he didn't want to take her back to the Mo's house, and he didn't live in the apartment outside often, and he still needed someone to clean it. In particular, the household and daily necessities are not yet complete, and living is not as convenient as hotels.
The most important thing is that you can enjoy the world of two people when you stay in a hotel!
"Okay, then I will book a hotel for you first." Mo Beiyan had a wishful thinking in his heart. Living in a hotel is also equivalent to changing the environment. It's so fresh, isn't it
But what he didn't expect was that Song Qingyu said again, "Don't follow me, or else it will be photographed by someone with a heart, what should I do?"
Mo Beiyan: "..."
The flower that just unfolded in my heart was stunned by a pot of ice water so soon!
"Didn't I say, Qing Yu, are you so worried? Anyway, it has been exposed. Are you planning to clarify your relationship with me when you come back?" Mo Beiyan was full of dissatisfaction: "Can you clarify? ?"
Those photos are solid evidence. Although his face is mosaic, but those intimate poses, as well as the kissing photos of her front face and the back of his head, can she clarify this
He must not be able to.
Her man, who is just right, clarify? How wronged!
Song Qingyu couldn't help but smile by his statement: "At least this kind of private things shouldn't appear frequently in the news. It's okay to stay together at ordinary times, and go to the hotel to open a room?"
Mo Beiyan: "..."
In the end, Mo Beiyan also failed to convince Song Qingyu, and after sending her to Shanglinyuan Coffee House sullenly, she went to work depressed.
And Song Qingyu, when he entered Shanglin Garden, it was ten minutes before three o'clock.
Soon after, Mario arrived and saw Song Qingyu unexpectedly come here early: "Sorry Miss Bai, I'm late."
Doesn't it usually take a long time for girls to go out? Besides, most girls think that being late is a qualification for girls.
"Isn't this just right? There are two minutes left. I came early." Song Qingyu said with a polite smile: "Punctuality is the foundation of life."
You know, she really made Mo Beiyan spend a lot of money in order to keep the appointment.
Her smile is always full of confidence, with a unique beauty, Mario admires her very much.
"No, no, let the beautiful lady wait. It was originally my fault. If Miss Bai is used to making appointments in advance, I will probably have to come half an hour in advance to meet with Miss Bai in the future."
Mario himself especially admires Song Qingyu. The reason why he wants to terminate the contract this time is mainly due to the company's decision. So when Lilian helped to make an appointment to meet, he immediately agreed, and set aside this time to meet with her.
In any case, he must explain to her, this is not his reason.
"Mr. Mario, stop joking." Song Qingyu smiled and handed over the menu he had just read: "I have ordered a cup of coffee, what would you like to drink?"
Mario took the menu, but didn't look at it. Instead, he directly greeted the waiter and said, "Same as this lady."
Song Qingyu raised her eyebrows: "What if I order a cappuccino?"
Most men don't like to drink so sweet.
Mario smiled and said: "I noticed when I was drinking coffee with Miss Bai last time. Miss Bai doesn't like to drink too sweet. I think you shouldn't order cappuccino."
Song Qingyu raised her eyebrows, slightly surprised.