"So, what do you mean?" Mo Zhengyan didn't point her out, but instead asked her to continue.
Song Qiyue stretched out her hand, her nails lingering around the hem of his shirt, "I want to get back together with you."
"complex?"
"Yep!"
He smiled, and the smile was calm and gentle, "Have we started?"
As soon as the words were uttered, they were so unfeeling and indifferent!
Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows, and her flexible fingertips got in through the gaps in the shirt. She touched his chest and slid gently, "So from now on, is it still too late?"
Mo Zhengyan was silent for a moment, and slowly lowered his head, the falling bangs and hair were getting closer to her.
His facial features became more and more conspicuous in an instant, reaching the bottom of his eyes. The breath and lips were almost close to her.
Just at the moment, the phone rang!
That came from Song Qiyue's pocket!
She touched his lips with her finger, and took out the phone to pick it up.
Shao Fei said over there, "It's eight o'clock!"
Song Qiyue gave a "good" and pressed hang up, she sighed, "The secretary urges me to go back."
"To work overtime?"
"Can add, can't add, do you want me to go back?" She asked him back.
At this moment, she lay down on his lap, spreading her hair, like splashing ink, the silky touch was like real silk satin. She has a charming smile, her beautiful eyes are narrow and bright, with a touch of inspiration, but she is completely defenseless.
This look, no one can resist any man.
What's more, she is still teasing him.
Mo Zhengyan grabbed her naughty hand and pressed it to her chest to prevent her from stirring.
The black shadow in front of her was once again, and Song Qiyue closed her eyes subconsciously, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, waiting for him to drop a kiss.
But who knows, after waiting for a few seconds, he hasn't taken the next step.
Quietly, she opened her eyes again, and met his deep sea-like eyes, which were full of joking smiles!
"It's getting late, I'll let the driver take you off." Mo Zhengyan whispered, but he just pulled away the scattered hair for her.
Song Qiyue realized that he did not take the bait, but instead she was playing with him!
"Do you want to send me away?" Song Qiyue helped him to get up.
"The good girl shouldn't be in a man's house anymore."
"If this man is my brother-in-law, what am I afraid of. Unless, he is impure towards me." Song Qiyue looked at him directly.
Mo Zhengyan didn't answer her, but he didn't deny it either. He just said, "Go ahead, it's not that you have to work overtime."
Song Qiyue had to stand up, and when she left, she bent over and kissed him on the cheek, "Uncle, good night."
"Good night, July niece."
...
Back at the hotel, when Song Qiyue used the key card to open the door, Shao Fei in the next room poked her head out, "Manager Song!"
"Feier, it's so late, and you still don't sleep, wait for me?" Song Qiyue asked with a smile.
"You always ask me to call you at eight. What are you going to do?"
"Feier, have you ever heard a word."
"what?"
"Curiosity will kill the cat."
"..."
After walking to Mo's residence, Song Qiyue felt like she was going to war.
Getting along with Mr. Mo is simply a fight of wits and courage, but he actually let her eat the door behind her!
This emotional game really ran into an opponent!
This time, you must not rush.
For the next two days, Song Qiyue had been waiting for Mr. Mo's call, but he didn't wait for Mr. Mo to come, but Song Lianheng was waiting for him!
Early in the morning, Song Lianheng said directly on the other end of the phone, "Now let's go to Mo Mansion."
"do what?"
"Relatives come to Haicheng to play, our Song family always entertain."
"So, let me be the escort?" She blurted out.
"Song Qiyue!" Song Lianheng was dissatisfied with her words, but she was annoyed, "but today is not a weekend!"
Where would he care about it, only to leave a sentence, "The car has already come to pick you up."
This is undoubtedly catching the ducks on the shelves!
At exactly ten o'clock, the car stopped at the gate of Mo's residence, and Song Qiyue got out of the car and waited.
Later, I saw that the front door was pushed open from the left and right, and Mo Zhengyanying's posture flashed from the door.
Song Qiyue stepped forward and held his arm intimately and said, "Uncle, I will accompany you on a tour of Haicheng today."