Mo Zhengyan chose not to be silent anymore.
Song Qiyue didn't forget to tear Chu Xiaoxin into the water, "Mr. Chu, the uncle just said that the stars in the sky don't look as good as you, hehehe."
"..." Chu Xiaoxin was also silent.
Hearing the "hehe" laughter, Song Xiangwan looked back and saw that Song Qiyue was chatting with them fiercely.
Zhou Suhe looked at her, she was so comfortable and happy.
It was late at night when stargazing came, and a group of people went back to the house and went back to their rooms to rest.
The plan to climb the mountain was supposed to be temporarily cancelled because Song Qiyue couldn't wake up, so she was scheduled to get up tomorrow morning to continue the implementation.
"Su He, the fish I caught is delicious." After entering the room, Song Xiangwan sorted out her clothes, she said.
Zhou Suhe sat on the sofa to rest, watching Song Xiangwan go in and out with a change of clothes, "The original ecology is fresh fish, and you fished it yourself, you will feel a sense of accomplishment."
There is indeed a sense of accomplishment, so Song Xiangwan feels fresh and tender.
She took the towel out and put it in front of Zhou Suhe and said, "It's a pity, she fell asleep in July, and she didn't catch a single fish. She came to the fish pond and didn't fish. It was like a trip in vain."
Speaking of Song Qiyue, who couldn't sleep in the afternoon, Zhou Suhe thought of Mo Zhengyan.
More perhaps, in fact, his mind was full of that picture, and he didn't wipe it away at all.
Zhou Suhe looked at her calmly, and he asked, "Uncle Mo seems to be more familiar with July."
"Working in Gangcheng in July, unlike me in Haicheng, they should meet each other in normal times. Moreover, as a manager in July, there will be some overlaps in work." Song Xiangwan said.
"He is really kind to her." Zhou Suhe smiled.
Song Xiangwan looked up and saw Zhou Suhe's eyes indifferent, but with a hint of deep meaning. She seemed to understand something and said softly, "Of course the uncle is good to the niece, and he is good to the elder brother and the younger brother. "
Zhou Suhe couldn't tell whether it was really the concern of the elders.
Mo Zhengyan, that's definitely more than that.
Song Xiangwan brought clothes for him again, "Su He, these are clothes, you can take a shower."
"Let it go first, you go to wash first, I have to do something."
Song Xiang nodded late and went back to the room.
Zhou Suhe got up and went into the study, but he smoked a cigarette. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't calm down.
In the bathroom, Song Xiangwan was standing in front of the bathing stand. She looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly felt bored. I was about to take a bath, but I didn't find the towel. She went out to fetch the towel again, but she heard the "click" of the door closing, and that was Zhou Suhe walking out.
Su He, where is he going?
Song Xiangwan turned his head and looked at the balcony. The next door not far away was Song Qiyue's room.
...
Because Xu slept all afternoon, Song Qiyue didn't feel tired yet. Putting on her slippers, she went to the window sill again.
Song Qiyue turned her head inadvertently. At this window sill, some distance away was another window sill.
That was the room of Zhou Suhe and Song Xiangwan.
They live in one room.
Song Qiyue is not a seventeen or eight-year-old girl. They have been together for many years, and it is reasonable to live together.
It's just that suddenly I thought of my youth.
A few of them often go out and play together.
At that time, there were also records of three people falling asleep in one room, and more than once. In this situation, most of them were traveling outside the house, and after hearing terrible ghost stories, Song Xiangwan was afraid to sleep alone, when he was timid.
Zhou Suhe slept on the floor, and Song Qiyue and Song Xiangwan slept on the bed.
In the middle of the night, as soon as Song Qiyue turned over, she saw Zhou Suhe sleeping on the ground.
She suddenly became naughty and stretched out one foot to kick his quilt.
But who knows, he was caught upright and grabbed her ankle at once!
Song Qiyue was shocked at that time, and then couldn't help screaming!
Song Xiangwan was awakened, but Su He smiled and said next week: July, have a nightmare?
Turn off the light again and go to sleep again.
In the darkness, Zhou Suhe's hand stretched out, her hand fell down, and their hands were gently held together.
When Song Qiyue woke up during the day, Song Qiyue was still asleep, and Song Xiangwan and Zhou Suhe had already gotten up. She doesn't know when Zhou Suhe let go of her, but her hand has been put back into the quilt.
The only thing I remember clearly is that in the darkness, Su He's eyes, like stars in the night sky, are very bright.
A string of bells rang, a mobile phone call, interrupting Song Qiyue's thoughts.
She walked back to the bed and picked up the phone, only to see Mr. Mo calling.
She picked it up, but Mo Zhengyan said, "I'm outside your door."
Does this mean to let her open the door?
Before Song Qiyue hung up, she went to open the door, and as expected, in the corridor, Mo Zhengyan stood outside with a tall figure.
Song Qiyue just accepted the phone and leaned on the doorway, "Uncle, did you come to say goodnight to me?"
"Your things have fallen." Mo Zhengyan said so, making Song Qiyue curious, what?
Mo Zhengyan stretched out his hand, and something appeared in his palm.
It turned out to be a rubber band.
The black rubber band, Song Qiyue was afraid that his hair would be too long when he was fishing today, so he tied it in his hair.
But I don't know what happened, and then it fell out, and she didn't look for it either.
Why is it in his hands?
"It's mine, thanks." Song Qiyue responded, and she was about to reach out to take it.
But the moment her finger took the rubber band, Mo Zhengyan's hand held her back, and he stepped in and led her into the room.
The two were in this hallway, and the door was closed.
Song Qiyue was pressed into a narrow space by him, and suddenly couldn't move. There is always a big gap between the power of men and women, not to mention that this man is Mr. Mo, and she is even more unable to resist.
Song Qiyue said, "It turns out that it's fake to return my things, but it's real to want to enter my room."
"Uncle, are you planning to sleep here tonight?"
"It's okay, then give you this room, I'll go to your room." Song Qiyue moved a little, and found that it still couldn't.
Mo Zhengyan was looking into her eyes, their gazes were too sharp, as if they could peep into people's hearts.
"I let you down, not Zhou Suhe." He said quietly.
Song Qiyue froze at the words he hadn't come from, and his mind seemed to be stuck on a computer crash. After sorting out her thoughts, she remembered what he was talking about.
It turned out that he heard her calling Sukh when she woke up.
"It really seems to be jealous." Song Qiyue smiled, she said boldly, "Could it be that the first person I woke up to shout was Su He, not you, so you are jealous."
"If you are jealous, what should I do to President Chu? Isn't he going to be sad?" Song Qiyue joked.
"What is the relationship between you and Zhou Suhe?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
"Don't you know everything, we grew up together, he is now my brother-in-law."
"I'm afraid, it's not that simple." Mo Zhengyan said, "I wouldn't buy a pair of sneakers specifically for my girlfriend's sister."
Song Qiyue thought the sneaking storm was over, it turned out that this box was still sweeping.
"Su He has taken care of people since he was a child, and Xiang Wan also knows this." Song Qiyue said.
"Then you know better, he is your brother-in-law." He took her.
Mo Zhengyan touched her face and said softly, "You shouldn't think of him."
He pointed out the relationship between her and Zhou Suhe in one sentence.
Although he was a childhood sweetheart and had this level of affection, it was nothing more than that. It was almost a fact that he was her brother-in-law.
Song Qiyue couldn't speak for a moment, but at this moment, the door of the room was knocked by someone "dongdong".
Song Qiyue, who was still entangled with Mo Zhengyan in the hallway, was startled and turned her head subconsciously.
Mo Zhengyan also turned around, he let go of her, "open the door."
On the contrary, he is generous and calm, and he is not afraid of being seen by others. He will think about their relationship wildly.
Song Qiyue didn't know who was outside, but there was nothing left, so he could only open the door.
"Su He." The door opened, and Song Qiyue saw the person coming.
Zhou Suhe saw her, "I have something to tell you."
He made a sound and was about to push the door in.
But Song Qiyue stopped him, "What's the matter?"
She didn't let him in, which made Zhou Suhe feel dissatisfied. He even forced him in, "Go in and talk about it."
Zhou Suhe's strength was suddenly terrifying, and the door was completely opened by him.
The other person behind Song Qiyue, the figure blocked by the door, suddenly jumped in front of him.
A handsome and eye-catching face was reflected, and the whole person shone brightly in the dark.
It turned out to be Mo Zhengyan!
Zhou Suhe really didn't expect that he would be in Song Qiyue's room, and he was still standing in the hallway. What are they doing? Too many speculations flashed through my mind for a moment, and it was a chaotic daydream.
Song Qiyue felt dead right now!
It's like being caught and raped.
But the problem is that she and Mr. Mo are innocent, and she and Zhou Suhe are also innocent.
Where did this illusion come from?
Song Qiyue calmed down and returned to nature. She said, "Uncle, thank you for coming back to me."
Mo Zhengyan was very calm, "Let's talk, good night."
"good night."
Mo Zhengyan smiled at Zhou Suhe, Zhou Suhe also reacted, the two eyes intertwined, and Mo Zhengyan walked away.
In the corridor, Mo Zhengyan slowly moved away.
Zhou Suhe's eyes were fixed, and he stepped into the room.
"What did he come to do with you?" He preemptively.
"Return things."
"what."
Song Qiyue didn't tell him clearly, she went to the room, "Su He, what are you going to say to me?"
Her avoidance was so obvious that anyone could feel it.
"What is the relationship between you and him!"
It is the same question, but facing different people, Song Qiyue will inevitably feel tired of answering.
"I'm a younger brother in generations, and I'm friends when I get along. You can be a partner or a competitor in the business circle. It's clear enough."
Song Qiyue was walking, but behind him, Zhou Suhe rushed towards her!
He grabbed her hand instantly, and the whole person was pushed down by him, she fell into the sofa!
Zhou Suhe leaned on the arm of the chair, staring at her and said, "Mo Zhengyan, he has impure motives for you."
"No way."
"Song Qiyue! Can't you feel it!"
"Even so, so what." Song Qiyue looked at him.
"He is your uncle, you shouldn't be so close to him!"
Song Qiyue laughed.
It shouldn't be this way, it shouldn't be that way, they are telling her what is right, as if that is the best for her.
It seems that she has never been wrong.