When Mo Beiyan returned to the Mo family, Song Qingyu actually had no plans to sleep.
Some time ago, she was hyped about her illness and hospitalization. Later, after being harassed by reporters, she was "discharged" and went home for treatment. Several days passed, and she returned to work after "well recovered".
She was very busy during the summer vacation. Yes, she was really tired, but she never stopped studying.
Seeing the bedroom door opened, she raised her head and took a look. She was a little surprised: "Why did you come back so soon? I thought it wouldn't leave before twelve o'clock."
At this time Song Qingyu was sitting in her arms, leaning on the bedside with a laptop while busy, Mo Beiyan walked over, lowered her head and kissed her on the lips, took off her suit jacket, and replied, "I'm afraid of drinking. Too much, I will smoke you for a while."
Song Qingyu raised his eyebrows.
His words really pleased her, so he put the notebook aside, knelt by the bed and unbuttoned him.
Mo Beiyan especially enjoyed her service, looked down at her, and narrowed his eyes with comfort.
Feeling the sweat on the man's body, Song Qingyu unbuttoned him and laughed at him: "It's a hot day, go out for a drink and wear a suit. You deserve to be hot!"
In this regard, Mo Beiyan chuckled quietly.
This is a man's compulsion, especially when he is in his position, even if he is hot, he still needs to have the pomp that he should have.
Of course, as soon as he goes home, he will change his clothes.
"I said, I will rest tomorrow. When you go out with me, don't wear a suit anymore." Song Qingyu raised his head and gave him a blank look.
She will wear a youthful style tomorrow, see if he is still in a suit!
"Yeah." Mo Beiyan spoke very well.
The shirt buttons were all unbuttoned, Mo Beiyan cooperated with her to take off the shirt, hugged her and bowed his head to kiss, but Song Qingyu pushed him away and said: "I have taken a shower, you are all sweaty. Don't hug me!"
Mo Beiyan was not disappointed either, she squeezed her cheek, and said, "Okay, I'm going to take a bath."
After coming out of the shower, Song Qingyu has finished studying today, and the laptop has been put away, and he doesn't know what he is doing with the phone.
He walked over and took a look, and found that she was talking on WeChat, and the other party was Lilian, so he said: "Yan Jinkuan proposed to Lilian, do you know?"
"Proposal?" Song Qingyu was surprised, and glanced down at the chat log on the phone screen.
She talked with Lilian for a while, but never heard of it.
If it is really a marriage proposal, why would Lilian not tell her
Song Qingyu thought for a while and realized: "In Yan Jinkuan's opinion, it is a marriage proposal. It shouldn't be the case for Lilian, right?"
"Huh?" Mo Beiyan took a towel and wiped his hair. Hearing her say this, he asked incomprehensibly: "What?"
After all, he is his own brother. Bachelor has been around for many years. Finally, there is a woman who wants to settle down. Mo Beiyan still thinks very much about his brother.
Song Qingyu explained: "Lilian didn't tell me, it proves that from Lilian's point of view, it should not be considered a proposal. But if Yan Jinkuan told you that it was a proposal, what does it mean?"
She spread her hands, how could Mo Beiyan's IQ couldn't tell what she meant
He put down the towel and asked, "So, Lao Yan is actually careful, but he didn't touch the bottom of the woman's heart?"
"From my point of view, Yan Jinkuan feels like this, even if the two are better off, but here Lilian, it should be the general." Song Qingyu smiled: "You know, Captain Yan did not show Lilian. I like her very much. I want to marry her because I like her. Isn't it just a general?"
Mo Beiyan paused.
He is a big man, he really didn't expect this.
It's like him and Song Qingyu... At the beginning, he thought the relationship between the two belonged to the relationship between men and women, right? But here, she doesn't think so.
Women need a sense of ritual!
This sentence suddenly rushed into his mind, and Mo Beiyan suddenly understood: "Okay, let me remind him. Whether it is good or bad, it depends on his own destiny."
With that, he took out his cell phone and called Yan Jinkuan.
Mo Beiyan doesn't like to send messages very much at ordinary times, and feels it was a waste of time.
A call came, and Yan Jinkuan had just finished here. He had just walked out of the clubhouse, and the phone was connected. Mo Beiyan had only one sentence: "My wife said that women need a sense of ritual."
Quickly hung up the phone.
Yan Jinkuan: "..."
"Women need a sense of ritual, what the hell?" Yan Jinkuan stared at the phone screen, talking for three seconds!
He almost laughed at Mo Beiyan.
This guy, can you make it clear
Ruan Zhengling and Xing Qiaofeng were by the side. Hearing him say this, Ruan Zhengling understood: "This is definitely not what Shao Mo said."
"He said it was in Bai Qingyu." Yan Jinkuan looked at Ruan Zhengling and Xing Qiaofeng and asked, "Do you two know what this means?"
Xing Qiaofeng has always been a transparent person. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and said with a smile: "Probably... Master Mo told Bai Qingyu about you and Lilian. Little girl Bai gave you some conscience advice."
Yan Jinkuan: "..."
He frowned, still didn't quite understand the meaning.
"Take you a rough man!" Ruan Zhengling contemptuously said: "Do you know what it means for a woman to need a sense of ritual? Ask me! I understand!"
"I don't know the sense of ritual, but I know very well that hard fist is king, do you want to try it?" Yan Jinkuan asked coolly.
Ruan Zhengling: "..."
Good intentions were not rewarded, so he turned his head decisively to the parking lot.
Yan Jinkuan looked at Xing Qiaofeng, "How about you?"
Xing Qiaofeng shrugged and became a good person: "The so-called sense of ritual is probably... if you want to confess when you are in love, you want to get married, you want to show something on the anniversary... and so on."
Yan Jinkuan: "..."
Seriously, this sounds the same as the heavenly book!
However, there is one thing he understands!
All of them say so, what does it mean
It means that he probably didn't satisfy Lilian. As a result, the result of Lilian's consideration for a week may not be satisfactory!
Others can be ignored, but Yan Jinkuan has to care about this.
He quickly asked: "If there is no confession or marriage proposal, will she not agree?"
"Not necessarily. But if you just want to marry a wife and live your life, it doesn't matter; and if you marry because you like her, be careful. She is willing to marry you without a sense of ritual, then It means that she wants to get it right." Xing Qiaofeng patted Yan Jinkuan on the shoulder, said in sympathy, and walked towards the parking lot.
They have drunk and can only find a driver tonight.
Only Liu Yan Jinkuan was messy in the wind alone.
"Will you?" He frowned, feeling that he couldn't accept Lilian because he agreed to get married.
Thinking of this, he decided to go to Lilian to make it clear!
Lilian said that she would consider it for a week, but did not say that she would not meet Yan Jinkuan this week.
Therefore, when Yan Jinkuan came, she let him in.
Seeing the coffee table full of documents and materials, Yan Jinkuan was taken aback and asked: "It's so busy? It's already eleven o'clock and you don't plan to go to bed?"
"When did you see me go to bed before twelve o'clock?" Lilian returned to the front of the coffee table and continued her work.
Yan Jinkuan walked to the sofa and sat down, looked at her for a while, and saw that she had ignored her intentions at all, then stood up again, poured two glasses of water, gave one to her, and drank one by herself.
"Thank you." Lilian took the water, was also thirsty, and drank half a cup in one breath.
Yan Jinkuan was very upset: "I said how long you have been thirsty, how much time can you take to pour a glass of water? How much time can you take? I would rather thirsty yourself!
Lilian took another sip, and the answer was simple: "I didn't expect it when I was busy."
Yan Jinkuan: "..."
He said angrily: "I don't think you can take care of yourself!"
Lily settled down, blinked, and admitted what he said: "Well, so did you."
Yan Jinkuan: "..."
To be pissed off by her!