Song Qiyue slept three poles up until the sun. After waking up, it was really aching back!
When she opened her eyes, she saw that the curtains in the room were still being drawn. She had now returned to the hotel where he was staying. She had tossed back from the seawall last night and was really embarrassed when she passed the hall. I just don't know what time it is now, but I saw the red light glowing from the edge of the curtain, it was the rising sun. Her consciousness was still dim and unclear, and she looked around, there was no one, he was not there.
Thinking of everything last night again, she couldn't help but feel dizzy. Song Qiyue couldn't help shouting, "Mo Zhengyan--!"
After shouting, there was no one, Song Qiyue shouted again, "Mo Zhengyan! Mo Zhengyan! Mo Zhengyan!"
Outside the suite, in the living room, Mo Zhengyan was sitting on the sofa, and he was looking through a document with him.
Qi Jian looked back, and He Sangsang included the relevant content in the report document.
It was originally a very quiet atmosphere, only He Sangsang was light and calm female voice, but suddenly, another female voice was startled!
"Mo Zhengyan——!" She was yelling!
At the moment, He Sangsang was startled, and Qi Jian was also startled.
Mo Zhengyan, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his eyebrows while supporting his forehead with one hand.
Continuing, the shouts kept ringing, as if a telegram was broadcasting. This made him, who had been listening indifferently to the report, slightly raised his lips.
"Mr. Mo, Miss Song is awake." He Sangsang replied.
Mo Zhengyan put down the documents, he stood up silently, and walked to the bedroom not far behind.
He Sangsang in the same place was surprised, and Qi Jian was even more surprised.
This Miss Song Qiyue is really far from those women in the past.
When Mo Zhengyan pushed the door and entered, Song Qiyue's word "Mo" got stuck in her throat. She squinted her eyes and saw his tall figure appear and walk in.
Close the door with his backhand, Mo Zhengyan walked in and sat down by the bed, "You call me so high, call me in, I thought something was wrong."
When Song Qiyue saw him, she wrapped the quilt and snorted.
"Why are you upset again?" he asked.
"Why didn't you sleep with me?" Song Qiyue asked.
"I woke up and went to do something." He hugged her with the quilt and hugged her around his chest.
"You should be by my side, waiting for me to wake up, and then when I open my eyes, I can see you at the first glance, so that it looks like a newlywed couple. How can someone like you, happy to be finished, sleep? Wake up, throw the bride on the bed, and then go to work by herself?" Song Qiyue poked his chest with her hand.
"Well, I will wait for you to wake up tomorrow." Mo Zhengyan smiled and held her hand.
"No, I want to punish you!" Song Qiyue still refused.
"You order, I will do it."
"I want you to dress me and hug me outside. I'm hungry and I want to eat." Song Qiyue has opened her hands, looking like she is waiting for someone to hold her.
Mo Zhengyan took her hand, found a bathrobe to wrap her up, and brought a quilt.
"Ah, a bathrobe is enough, why do you need a quilt!" Song Qiyue whispered, she was almost suffocated.
Mo Zhengyan didn't care, "It's cold today."
"Where is it cold!"
He had wrapped her hand around her neck to let her hug him, and with a light hand, he picked her up and walked outside.
"You open the door." Mo Zhengyan whispered, and Song Qiyue turned his hand.
"Ms. Mo, Miss Song." When Qi Jian and He Sangsang saw them coming out, they saw Mo Zhengyan holding Song Qiyue who was still wrapped in a thin quilt. They were surprised, but they also silently accepted.
As long as you meet this Miss Song, anything weird and impossible will happen to Mr. Mo.
Song Qiyue was taken aback for a moment, and she reacted, "Ah, Qi Jian, Sangsang, you are here too." After that, she couldn't help looking sideways, turning her head and staring at the culprit!
He knew that they were outside, so he still carried her out like this? Didn't this embarrass her?
Mo Zhengyan caught all the expressions in her eyes, and said in a beautiful name, "Of course I will satisfy you for your request."
"You don't call Miss Song again in the future." Mo Zhengyan ordered again, and he ordered, "She is my wife now."
When these words came out, the two were shocked! what? Mo Shao said she was his wife?
Seeing their surprised eyes, Song Qiyue almost felt that this was an incredible thing. She smiled, "Ha, by coincidence, the two of us registered for marriage not long ago."
Now, the facts are even more conclusive, really!
"Mrs." Immediately, the two of them changed their words.
Song Qiyue was depressed, "I'm not so old, am I? Don't call my wife, let's change my name."
"Mrs. Mo." He changed his words immediately.
But is there a difference between these two titles? Although it is his wife, Song Qiyue doesn't like this title, "Could you not call his wife?"
The two of them thought quietly, and suddenly they had a general answer, and shouted again, "Young lady."
"You can actually call my name directly." Song Qiyue didn't mind.
"Okay, just shout like that." Mo Zhengyan saw that his subordinates were unsuccessful in thinking and meditation, and he didn't make them embarrassed anymore.
Mo Zhengyan again ordered He Sangsang to prepare the clothes, while Song Qiyue said, "No, I brought the clothes here. Go to my hotel to get them."
After reporting the hotel, Qi Jian and He Sangsang went immediately.
Here, the waiter brought the breakfast, Song Qiyue picked up the fork, forked a small cake, and started to gnaw. She was eating, while the corners of her mouth fell into pieces. Drinking milk again, so busy.
Mo Zhengyan was also accustomed to her unlady-looking food. He took the newspaper by himself and accompany her on the side.
"Aren't you going to eat it?" she asked vaguely.
"I have eaten, you can eat it." Mo Zhengyan looked at the newspaper, but said with a smile, "Eat more, so that you can have physical strength, and you won't be able to shout when you save half of it."
Song Qiyue became more angry and creaked the slice of bread.
The speed of the two was very fast, and they sent all Song Qiyue's clothes back and forth. And the people who came back were not only them, but also another person. It was Shao Fei who turned black as soon as he came in.
Shao Fei brought her duffel bag, Song Qiyue smiled, "Feier, you are here too."
"Manager Song, you made an appointment for dinner at noon today, but it is already afternoon." Shao Fei said coldly.
Song Qiyue also remembered that there was indeed such a thing, and she immediately said, "I'll change it now! Set out now!"
Song Qiyue jumped back to the bedroom wrapped in a quilt bathrobe, while He Sangsang handed the duffel bag into the room.
Shao Fei's gaze looked at Mo Zhengyan. It was the light of examination and consideration, and Mo Zhengyan saw it.
He said hello, "You are July's secretary."
"Hello, Mr. Mo." Shao Fei greeted formulaically.
"Fei'er, hello." Who knows, but Mo Zhengyan called him so and replied.
Shao Fei's face was strained, but now he is speechless! Why is Feier again!
"I'm fine." At this moment, Song Qiyue quickly changed her clothes, and she turned her head and said, "Zheng Yan, I'm going to work."
"Go." Mo Zhengyan smiled.
Song Qiyue was about to leave, Qi Jian opened the door for her, and He Sangsang shouted from behind, "Madam, please go slowly."
Madam Young, well, this title actually sounds pretty good.