After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyu met Mo Beiyan's cool eyes and asked, "What? What's your dissatisfaction?"
"No." Although Mo Beiyan was upset, he couldn't say that he was dissatisfied.
Because he really didn't feel dissatisfied, she did nothing wrong with her behavior. It can only be said that he has a bad impression of Lan Jinglong, all because of the psychological shadow of those things she deliberately angered him before.
Knowing this, Song Qingyu didn't care too much, smiled, and said, "They will come over tomorrow, and I will invite them to dinner. How about you?"
"I'll please." Mo Beiyan said decisively.
The man was too docile, Song Qingyu chuckled and leaned over and leaned on his waist, and said, "Okay, that's it!"
Mo Beiyan hugged her smoothly and said, "You should take a two-day break before going to work, eh?"
Song Qingyu also had no objection, nodded, and said: "Well. Jin Yuwei will come over tomorrow, I will deal with some chores. The day after tomorrow I will go to the detention center to take a look at Shen Qiaoyin."
"What are you going to see her for?" Mo Beiyan narrowed his eyes, not very much in favor of her doing this.
But Song Qingyu insisted: "You don't have to worry about this little thing, I can arrange it myself. So... you go busy with your affairs."
He wants to resolve his marriage with Ye Bingqing, and it is not convenient for her to intervene, so she can only give him space and time to deal with it by herself.
But the ugly words are at the forefront. She looked at him coolly and said: "I can declare first, if you can't solve this problem, I won't be willing to be with you!"
"Can you escape?" Mo Beiyan's expression was darkened at the thought of that possibility.
Song Qingyu smiled and said: "I can't escape, and may be forced to be trapped by your side. But, don't think I will give you a good face!"
Mo Beiyan: "..."
What kind of personality is she, does he still know
He sighed helplessly and said, "I see."
Song Qingyu raised her eyebrows and smiled: "So good?"
"Men can't say goodbye, eh?" Mo Beiyan stared at her, warning her not to talk nonsense.
But Song Qingyu was not afraid of him at all. She nestled softly into his arms, pressed her face to his heart, and said, "Although from my perspective, I hope you can solve this matter as soon as possible, but don't be too impatient. . Do what you can, don’t go head-to-head and lose yourself too. I hope you do well, you know?"
"Yeah." Of course Mo Beiyan agreed, but there are also premises: "You can't leave me just because the progress is slow."
His bottom line is basically that she can't leave him.
Beyond this bottom line, he can tolerate whatever temper she wants to play, how willful she wants to be.
Whatever you want, you can give it.
After all, although the words on the marriage agreement were not signed by him, and the marriage certificate was not signed by him in person, it cannot be denied that he and Ye Bingqing are indeed registered for marriage.
This matter is uncovered, and a group of people are about to fall!
Song Qingyu looked up at him, couldn't help laughing, and asked, "If I had to leave you, what would happen to you?"
She was obviously joking, but Mo Beiyan obviously couldn't accept it: "You better not try!"
Song Qingyu couldn't help feeling boring, curled his lips, and said, "Brother Mo, I think jet lag is coming, so sleepy!"
"Well, you go take a bath and sleep." Mo Beiyan quickly let go of her, stood up and went to the closet to find her pajamas.
"What about you?" Song Qingyu looked at his figure with emotion in her heart.
The dignified Young Master Mo, condescendingly lived with her in this small apartment, and also personally took care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation. How can she be
Mo Beiyan said, "I have to go back to the Mo Family."
Song Qing said "Oh", stood up and took off the clothes outside, but the pajamas he brought over, but saw that he opened the drawer again and gave her the **...
She couldn't help blushing and said, "I'm here by myself!"
Mo Beiyan turned around and saw that she was a little shy. He couldn't help but smile: "Help you take it off, and help you pass it. Take it. Why are you shy?"
As he said, a finger picked up a pink small inner part and shook it in front of her.
Song Qingyu snatched the **, and said in an angry manner: "Mo Beiyan is going to die, I will ignore you!"
Then he turned and went out.
Mo Beiyan quickly took her hand with his eyes and hands, and put her in his arms, and asked, "Is this annoyed into anger?"
He paid special attention, it was not the hand she pinched her wrist.
His eyes touched that hand, his eyes dim, still very regretful.
Song Qingyu gave him an elbow, and said, "Is there no shame, but there is real anger!"
Mo Beiyan was severely attacked by her, and couldn't help taking a breath, and said: "Little conscience, are you really trying hard?"
"Are you afraid if you don't need to work hard? Humph!" Song Qingyu turned his head and went out.
After taking a shower, he returned to the room, Mo Beiyan took the towel in her hand and wiped off the water splashing on her hair.
Enjoying his service, Song Qingyu felt very comfortable in her heart. Without even thinking about it, she said, "Brother Mo, don't you need jet lag? Or should you also sleep for a while and get up before leaving? You are tired and go back to face. I'm afraid you don't have energy for them."
"I am physically tired, and I don't have to sleep to regain my energy. Do you want to accompany me?" Mo Beiyan responded with a faint smile.
Song Qing: "..."
This old beast is getting more and more dirty!
She feels that her future will be in dire straits, and she can completely predict it now!
"As you said so, I really want to stay with you." Mo Beiyan wiped her hair, and then opened the quilt for her.
Song Qingyu got into the quilt, looked up at him, and said, "Or, just stay and sleep, and go back later?"
In this way, I also spurned it, very much like that kind of lover, let the gold master stay more, don't go back to the eldest wife!
Thinking of this, Song Qingyu's lips twitched.
Mo Beiyan touched her face and really agreed, "Okay."
Song Qingyu raised her eyebrows, quickly moved a little away, and said, "Lie down!"
When time was too late, Mo Beiyan didn't take a shower anymore. He lay down beside her, put his arms around her and said, "Go to sleep."
Song Qingyu hugged his waist, already very sleepy, and soon she fell asleep.
Mo Beiyan didn't fall asleep. He opened his eyes and looked at her quietly sleeping face, feeling affectionately.
If this girl can treat you well, I'm afraid the gods will be jealous of him!
But his mess was not dealt with properly, but he was not qualified to enjoy her wholehearted efforts.
He knew very well that she always had reservations about him.
I am afraid that before the two officially get married, she will leave an inch for herself, right
After Song Qingyu fell asleep, Mo Beiyan got up quietly, took his briefcase and put on his coat, and left Tang Yayuan.
Long Xiaojiu drove the car downstairs and waited. When Mo Beiyan came down, he quickly opened the door for him and asked, "Young Master Mo, go back to the Mo House now?"
"Yeah." Mo Beiyan leaned on the back seat, his eyes narrowed.
Long Xiaojiu didn't talk much, and the car slowly drove out of He Tang Yayuan to the Mo House.