The two again considered some details, and finally they all agreed.
"I'll report in the next year, everything about the Song family from now on, please! Wait for me to return home with glory!" Song Qingyu stood up and gave Lilian a hug.
Lilian smiled and said, "Well, I'm waiting for you."
After a year, the personnel mobilization made the entire Song clan make a comeback.
Song Qingyu, on the other hand, wanted to educate the two newcomers. In fact, it was still a bit nerve-wracking.
After all, it's hard to change your character!
When he returned to the Mo family in the evening, Mo Beiyan saw that she had been staring at her notebook, not studying, but thinking deeply. He couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Song Qingyu came back to his senses and told Mo Beiyan about the things he was thinking about. After all, he was sophisticated, and men thought differently, so he might be able to give better advice.
After listening to Song Qingyu's statement, Mo Beiyan smiled and stroked her head, and said: "Tonight, work hard to make your man happy, and there will be a good way tomorrow morning."
Song Qing: "..."
She said grimly: "So, between you and me, you still need to sell your hue to help?"
"Oh, it's not shameful to sell your hue to your husband." Mo Beiyan smiled badly, and leaned in to steal a kiss on her face.
The speed is extremely fast, Rao Song Qingyu is so angry that he doesn't want to kiss him at this time, and he can't prevent it.
Song Qing was speechless: "..."
She said angrily: "I can think of a way myself, but it's a big deal to slow down, and be a little roundabout!"
Well, when that happens, she will spend a lot of time dealing with these two models, don't blame her for neglecting him!
Especially during this period of time, at the end of the Chinese New Year, both parties were very busy at first, and the time spent together was much less than before.
Mo Beiyan was discouraged when he saw that his method was not working. He didn't expect the sequelae of being sore in front of his daughter-in-law!
For the next few days, Song Qingyu was so busy that no one was seen during the day, and he did not go back to Mo's house for dinner every day.
Even if someone as busy as Mo Beiyan went home, she called her and she said something was going on outside.
At first, he was worried that she thought she was annoying, Mo Beiyan never thought about pushing too hard.
Who knows that after a week in this situation, Uncle Mo gradually felt something was wrong!
Daughter-in-law, this is going to neglect her own rhythm!
So it was eleven o'clock when Song Qingyu came back that night, and Mo Beiyan waited for her to come back and followed up in the bathroom.
"Qing Yu, what have you been up to lately?"
Smile carefully.
Song Qingyu glanced at him, but didn't evade the problem, and said coldly and coldly: "I will end my contract with the Song family soon. I will go there. Before that, I must help Lilian solve the biggest trouble . Apart from this, what else is there?"
"What about the two newcomers you talked about last time?" Mo Beiyan realized.
What is meant by a misstep and an eternal hatred, that's it!
Damn, if he had known that he would be left out for so long because of the momentary coolness, he shouldn't have taken Joe!
And Song Qingyu didn't want to say too much to him, yawned, and said: "I want to take a bath, you still want to go out?"
"Wash your hair?" Mo Beiyan saw her untying her hair and knew she was going to wash her hair.
If she didn't wash her hair, she would tie her hair up and put on a shower cap to wash her hair.
Song Qingyu nodded: "Wash."
"I'll help you." Uncle Mo took the comb and smoothed her hair first.
Song Qingyu was taken aback, somewhat flattered: "Do you still wash people's hair? Have you learned it? Who did you practice it?"
Three questions in a row are all propositions!
Mo Beiyan laughed and said, "I haven't learned it, the first time. So, if you don't wash well, don't be angry."
Song Qing: "..."
I thought to myself, Uncle Mo is a genius, what else can he not
result…
Five minutes later, Song Qingyu wailed for the Nth time: "Mo Beiyan, you go out!"
Mo Beiyan looked innocent: "I thought it would be easy to wash your hair, who knows..."
Song Qing: "..."
This man is really...
There is no guilt at all, and there is grievance on his face!
Is she who should be wronged? Why is he wronged!
how to say
Either the bubble was put on her face, or the bubble water flowed into her eyes!
What's terrible is that the hair that was combed smoothly has become messy after being messed up by him!
This guy will wash her hair and rub her long hair like clothes!
It seems that she has to let him wash the clothes for herself!
Song Qingyu wanted to cry without tears: "I'll come by myself, you go out, go out!"
It's over, the hair is all tangled together, if it doesn't come down for a while, she is afraid that she will cut her hair!
Mo Beiyan couldn't help it, she was angry, so he had to stop: "Or, I call Xichun to help you?"
"Get out!" Song Qing shouted silently.
Damn, let Mo Xichun come to see her joke
The result of this shampoo was that Song Qingyu couldn’t comb her hair. Some of them formed a ball that night, and the hair was blown dry with great effort, and it was a little too much before she could barely sleep. under.
Early the next morning, Song Qingyu went to the hairdressing shop and cut his hair. The original waist-length hair turned into shawl hair!
Seeing her hair shortened, Mo Beiyan felt guilty: "Sorry."
Song Qingyu didn't bother to pay attention to him.
"I thought it was easy, who knew it was so difficult." Uncle Mo turned his head and looked out of the car window, frowning and said, "How can there be things I can't do?"
Song Qing: "..."
Dare to feel that he was wronged all night to now and another morning, just because there was something he wouldn't be able to do
She is drunk too!
"From now on you stay away from my hair!" Song Qingyu decided decisively.
But Mo Beiyan turned his head and said, "No, I don't believe that there will be things I can't do. Next time you wash your hair, I will wash it for you again. Just wash it a few times and practice more. "
Song Qing: "..."
Do you still want to practice a few more times
She said angrily: "Then am I going to be ready to become bald?"
Hearing this, Long Xiaojiu, who was driving in front, couldn't help laughing. Feeling two murderous glances from the back seat, he quickly pressed the corner of his mouth, not daring to laugh any more.
The hair washing storm is now over, Song Qingyu concluded in his last sentence: "You don't need to wash it."
Mo Beiyan touched his nose, but couldn't hold on.
Let's talk about the future things later.
However, Song Qingyu said to Long Xiaojiu: "Send me to the Song family."
Mo Beiyan suddenly remembered that before washing his hair "tragedy", one of the most important issues between him and Song Qingyu had not been resolved!
He quickly said: "How do you plan to solve the problems of the two newcomers?"
There are two potential stocks in vicious competition under my own company. If the company has matured and stabilized, of course, they will be kicked out.
But when the Song family was in need of employment, it was a big loss to kick out two good newcomers at once.
Hearing his question, Song Qingyu turned around and glanced at him, but did not answer his question, but said: "You are busy with you, I can handle my affairs by myself."
At first glance, I was angry. She asked him for a solution that night, but he took Joe!
Mo Beiyan thought it was funny: "Well, it's not a big deal, are you as good as it?"
Song Qingyu was too lazy to talk to him.
Mo Beiyan knows that his woman is a little temperamental. It's okay if this little wild cat doesn't want to scratch you with his paws, or it's better not to provoke you.
Therefore, he said to himself: "If it is me, I will slap them first and warn them. Then separate the two people."
Song Qingyu glared at him: "Did I ask you?"
"I'm not answering you, I just talked casually. Just treat it as if I was talking to myself." Mo Beiyan said lightly, with a noble and cold face.
Song Qing: "..."
Very good, this smelly man is terrible!
Ahead, Long Xiaojiu was suffering from internal injuries. He didn't dare to laugh even if he wanted to laugh. It was painful!