No if, no if, at the moment he said it was true, what would she do? Just seeing the glorious sunset, like a thousand li, beautiful and refreshing, who can resist such beauty, the beauty is like a dream, so she is so eager to hold it.
"What is this tree?" Chu Yan asked beside him.
"Wishing tree." Luo Zheng replied.
The two women looked at the wishing tree and looked at it curiously. Chu Xiaoxin shouted, "There is a red note there. If you write your wish and hang it on the tree, you can achieve it."
"There is such a good thing in this world?" Chu Yanle said.
"It depends on whether you believe it or not." Mo Baiyao said.
Luo Zheng looked at the wishing tree, she was optimistic, "Always have a sustenance in her heart, otherwise there are so many unsatisfactory things in life, there is no good hope."
"Director Luo, you seem to feel very touched. It seems that you are here today." Chu Xiaoxin replied.
Hearing what they said, Mo Sinian stood not far away, his eyes faint.
"So, boss Chu is selling hope here." Chu Yan summed up the key points, and everyone laughed.
Chu laughed and believed, "Such a good wishing tree, you say it sells hope, it really has no sense of beauty."
"Sorry, I'm really disappointed." Chu Yan raised his eyebrows, and Mo Baiyao said with a smile, "I think your words are very incisive."
Chu Yan sighed hurriedly, "Fortunately, there are still people here who are on the same line with me, otherwise it is estimated that Boss Chu will blow me down the mountain."
"Let's go, then we also go buy hope." Mo Baiyao called.
At this time, Mo Zhengyan also spoke, "Let's go together."
Song Qiyue stood there in silence, listening to the words of the people around her, her hand was still at a loss, he walked towards him, and suddenly held her.
It seemed to be a potent tonic, the warm current poured straight into his heart, feeling the temperature of his palm, he had already taken his steps, Song Qiyue involuntarily stepped to follow him, he had taken her to the small pavilion on the top of the mountain to worship the shrine Go.
Luo Zheng looked at them, she suddenly fixed her eyes, and then smiled slightly.
Her smile fell into Mosnian's eyes, and he stared silently.
Everyone went to the small pavilion of the shrine, Li Chengyi turned his head and called to Cheng Qingning, but he saw her looking sideways at the wishing tree, whose eyes were so worried that it affected whose heartstrings.
Li Chengyi walked over, and he took her hand, "Let's go in too."
They bowed in front of the shrine and worshipped the shrine. Everyone took the red paper one by one, and put the pen on one side for people to write their wishes.
Chu Yan wrote: Congratulations on getting rich.
Mo Baiyao saw what she wrote and wrote the same: Gong Xi Fa Cai.
"Mr. Yao, you are so rich, and you still have to congratulate you on getting rich. The wealth in this world will be taken by you alone." Chu Yan raised his eyebrows.
Looking at other people again, Chu Xiaoxin wrote: Smooth sailing.
Luo Zheng wrote: happiness and peace.
Mosnian wrote: Healthy life.
Li Chengyi took a red note here and said, "You can write it, you can write anything."
Cheng Qingning didn't know what to write. The two were thinking, and Chu Yan found another scene on the other side.
Mo Zhengyan also took the red note and handed the pen to Song Qiyue. She took it and held it in her hand, but she was a bit at a loss when she took the pen for a while. Just when she turned around and stared at the red paper, he approached from behind, resting his chest close to her, his hand was wrapped around her, his right hand was covering her, and the two of them wrote the same sheet together.
"What do you want to write?" he asked aloud, his voice close to his ears.
Song Qiyue's heart trembled and was even more confused, "Can't think of it."
"I can't write Song Qiyue here anymore." Mo Zhengyan smiled.
He actually remembered such embarrassment, and Song Qiyue was slightly annoyed.
In the next second, she had already begun to write, and his hand held her together. Suddenly she was not clear about whose handwriting, but only slowly appeared on the red paper. When she finished writing, Mo Zhengyan took a look , The red is set against the black characters, which is exceptionally clear. It was a simple wish. He held her hand again, picked up the pen again, and wrote their names side by side. The note of wishing has been completed.
Chu Yan came over curiously and read it out, "I hope my son will grow up happily! As a parent, my heart is on the child!"
I hope my son will grow up happily.
Child, child.
Cheng Qingning was a little lost, Li Chengyi urged, "Qingning, write quickly."
"You can write it." Cheng Qingning put down the pen altogether, and Li Chengyi picked up the pen by himself and wrote down his wish.
Chu Yan looked at everyone's wishes, and went to see Mr. and Mrs. Li again. As a result, there were only two words on their red paper-begging for a child!
Everyone blessed, Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, "President Li's wish will be achieved soon."
"I wish you both in advance." Song Qiyue also replied.
The wish is fulfilled, who will fulfill it? Cheng Qingning looked at Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue, her eyes fixed on the man's figure, her smiling face, with a deep silence, condensed coldly again.
Under the wishing tree, everyone hung up red paper strips. Mo Zhengyan also brought Song Qiyue forward and tied the blessed blessing paper. She stood in front of the tree and made a wish: Hope Yang Yang would grow up happily.
After making this wish, Song Qiyue still closed her eyes. Even though she knew that life and death were all false, these were too nihilistic and unrealistic, but she still believed it, so she silently said in her heart: I hope to be ninety-nine. When I was 10 years old, I could still fulfil my wish with him. Whoever goes to the Yellow Spring first will wait for the first.
After climbing the mountain, admiring the sunset scenery at the top of the mountain, staying for a while, the wind was blowing at night, and everyone went down the mountain one after another. The sky gradually fell, and it was easier to walk down the mountain. The men talked about politics and current affairs, and the women's topics went around in various clothes and beauty. It was only halfway through the women's physical strength that Cheng Qingning was supported by Li Chengyi.
After going to the bathroom, Luo Zheng came out and saw Mo Sinian in front.
She cast her eyebrows ignoring his presence and walked forward. Mossnian grabbed her immediately, "I have something to tell you."
"I have nothing to say with you!" Luo Zheng yelled softly.
"Luo Zheng! What's the use of you avoiding me?"
Just when the two were involved, a voice came from behind, that was Cheng Qingning, she also came to the bathroom, came out from the other side, and when she saw them, she was taken aback.
"Everyone is waiting, hurry up." Luo Zheng hurriedly waved Mosnian away and walked down the mountain. Xu was bumped into by Cheng Qingning, and because of Mosnian's entanglement, she was upset. The pace was hurried and fast, and the sky was getting dark. Without seeing her feet, she almost fell, "Ah--"
Her soft voice caused the people not far in front to stop, only to see Mo Sinian holding on to Luo Zheng!
Everyone looked back, and Li Chengyi immediately walked to Cheng Qingning's side.
Luo Zheng said, "It's getting darker, and I accidentally stepped on it."
"How are your feet?" Song Qiyue hurriedly asked.
"It's okay, everyone, let's go down the mountain." Luo Zheng replied, moving forward again, but when he walked around, he found that his ankle was a little sore.
"I can't do it. The road below is black. Find someone to carry you down." Song Qiyue said immediately, and Mo Zhengyan came over, "Luo Zheng, I will carry you down."
"No, I'm fine, just walk slowly." Luo Zheng was so willing.
"It won't be good if you really hurt your foot in a while." Mo Zhengyan had already decided. After walking two steps down the stairs, he bent down and said, "Come up."
No matter how Luo Zheng refused, he couldn't justify it, and he supported him on the shoulders. Mo Zhengyan supported her lightly, rose up effortlessly, and went down the mountain again.
Cheng Qingning smiled slightly, "Mr. Mo is really kind to Director Luo."
"They are brothers and sisters, and Director Luo is Zheng Yan's cousin." Song Qiyue replied.
Mosnian walked behind, his hands lightly clenched into fists.
After going down the mountain, everyone went back to the villa. Dinner was also arranged in the restaurant of the villa. A good meal was arranged and Luo Zheng returned to the room with Luo Zheng. Mo Zhengyan was looking at her feet. Song Qiyue looked at her, and it turned out to be a little red and swollen. Up. This is probably an old injury left when I went to the island before, so it is easy to happen after stepping on the air.
"Laughing letter has already sent people the booze drink over, it's just a sprain. I blame myself for not seeing clearly at night. It's fine to sleep at night." Luo Zheng urged them to go out, "Well, it's not about watching the stars Do you? Go ahead."
Seeing that the problem was not serious, Mo Zhengyan gave up and left with Song Qiyue.
Walking in the corridor, Mo Zhengyan said, "Luo Zheng's ankle was twisted, and I only carried her on his back."
"I know." Of course she knows this. Why does he have to explain
He seemed relieved, she was not angry, and pulled her hand downstairs.
After climbing the mountain, watching the stars and chatting together at night is really a pleasant enjoyment. The place to watch the stars is a hillside in the clubhouse, with a lake in front of which the stars are shining, and the moonlight is also shining. Mo Zhengyan took the blanket and put it on Song Qiyue's shoulder, and hugged her to watch the stars together.
Li Chengyi originally hugged Cheng Qingning, but Cheng Qingning looked at it for a while and felt a little cold. She also wanted to go back to the villa. Li Chengyi said, "I will send you back."
"No, it's behind, so close." Cheng Qingning got up and walked back to the villa by himself.
As soon as Cheng Qingning left, Chu Yan looked around, "Where did Nian always go?"
In that villa, someone was knocking on the door on the second floor. Luo Zheng went to open the door and saw Mo Sinian standing outside the door. Luo Zheng was all overshadowed by his sudden appearance, "What's the matter!"
"Go in and talk."
"No, it's here!"
Luo Zheng stared at him, Mo Sinian also looked back at her. The two faced each other, speechless for a while, but in an instant, Mo Sinian made a move, and he actually took a step forward, suddenly Just hold her shoulders and kiss her!
The kiss was messy, everything was messing up, and the two became entangled.
On the other side of the corridor, Cheng Qingning came upstairs, she passed the corner, because she heard the slight movement, she turned her head and glanced, suddenly stunned. Just because she saw the man kissing the woman, the two stumbled into the room. That is, Luo Zheng and Moss Year!
It's not too late to watch the stars at night, and I was tired all day today, and I went back to my room around ten o'clock.
The two brothers walked behind, Mo Baiyao asked in a low voice, "Where did you go just now."
"Just walk around," Mosnian replied.
A group of people entered the villa, and a few stopped on the second floor. Chu Yan smiled and said, "Good night everyone."
The three of them went to the third floor, Li Chengyi went back to his room, and so did Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue. Song Qiyue was also a little tired. She went to the bathroom to take a bath, while Mo Zhengyan sat down on the sofa outside.
Song Qiyue took a bath and said, "I'm fine, you go and wash it."
Mo Zhengyan also went right there.
Song Qiyue entered the bedroom, saw that the quilt and pillow were all on the bed, took half of it out and carried it to him in the living room.
When Mo Zhengyan came out of the shower, he saw what was on the sofa, and the bedroom door was closed tightly. Should he still sleep on the sofa tonight
Song Qiyue turned off the light and fell asleep, and soon fell asleep. She didn't know how long it took, but she didn't notice that the door was opened, and someone came in quietly holding the quilt and pillow and fell asleep next to her.
"Buzz—"
When a phone call came in, Chu Yan smoked and picked it up, "It's twelve o'clock."
Chu Yan smiled. She didn't rush and wiped herself, "Boss Chu, you asked me at twelve, but I didn't seem to agree."
If it was said that she had an appointment with him yesterday, it would be him tonight, the same sentence: see you on the balcony at 12 o'clock in the evening.
"So what do you want?" Chu Xiaoxin asked.
"I don't want to be so."
"What are you doing right now."
"What else can I do, of course, is bathing and sleeping."
"Are you in the bathroom?" Chu Xiaoxin asked again, and Chu Yan smiled, "Why? Want to come in?"
Click--
Just as Chu Yan's voice fell, the bathroom door was turned, and the man walked in with his mobile phone!
Chu Yan didn't wear any clothes, only a large bath towel wrapped herself in her body. She was stunned when she turned her head!
Chu Xiaoxin hung up the phone, and he stared at her and said, "You seem to have forgotten that I am the boss of this club."
"So, you have the key to this villa, including every room." Chu Yan took his words, and recovered after being astonished, "I'm really a fool."
Chu Xiaoxin walked over, and he pressed her to the bathing station, "Intentionally?"
"Yep?"
"Dress like this and wait for me here."
"My hair hasn't been blown dry yet, which proves that I am really taking a shower."
"Then you have been so close to President Yao these past two days, isn't it intentional?" Chu Xiaoxin raised his hand and stroked her collarbone.
Chu Yan smiled, "It's just a chat with friends, is this deliberately approaching?"
At this moment, the cell phone was buzzing again, and Chu Xiaoxin glanced at it. The caller ID was Mo Baiyao, "They exchanged numbers, and it was in the middle of the night."
Chu Yan picked up the phone, and Chu Xiaoxin snatched it from her. She thought he was going to press it off. Who knew that he directly raised his hand, the phone crossed a parabola, and went into the bathtub with a "plop"!
"I just bought a new phone for two months!" Chu Yan shouted.
Chu Xiaoxin hugged her, "Change another one."
After twelve o'clock, in the suite on the third floor, the lamp in the study room was still on, and Li Chengyi knocked on the door, "I'm not here to call you to sleep. Are you really going to sleep?"
Cheng Qingning raised her head to look at him, "I plan to go to bed, and I will see it again tomorrow morning."
Li Chengyi approached and saw that the computer screen slowly faded. Cheng Qingning turned off the lamp and got up to sleep in the room, but he leaned over and trapped her in the executive chair. Cheng Qingning stared at her.
"Not happy to be out on holiday this time?" he asked suddenly.
"Nothing."
"I see you, I always feel that you are not very happy these two days."
"You are wrong."
Li Chengyi stared at her for a moment, and laughed in a low voice, "It seems I was wrong."
On Sunday morning, Song Qiyue woke up hazily after a sleep, and suddenly noticed something strange. The arm that crossed his waist was a man's arm. When he turned his head, he actually slept beside her. She didn't find it!
Looking back, Song Qiyue sat up, and when she moved, Mo Zhengyan also woke up a little, "So early? Sleep a little longer."
"Why are you here!" Song Qiyue asked.
"The sofa is so hard to sleep, the bed is so big, it divides me half." Mo Zhengyan's early wake-up voice was very lazy, even with a hint of coquetry.
Song Qiyue naturally knew that it was uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa, but he sneaked in in the middle of the night, which left her speechless and depressed. He pulled her next to him, Song Qiyue fell down and sat down. It was her fragrance, which made him almost unbearable. His lips were on her neck, and he kissed her passionately. Song Qi Yue was startled, "Mo Zhengyan!"
His breath was disordered, and the deep voice suppressed it again, "Before you nodded, if you said that if you don't touch you, you won't be touched. How can you believe it?"
Song Qiyue was upset, her face was even hotter, she shouted, "Let go, I'm going to get up!"
"It's still early..."
"How did you get in!" She obviously locked the door!
"Xiaoxin has the key."
It turned out to be Chu Xiaoxin! Song Qiyue was even more speechless at the moment, and directly picked up the pillow on the side and threw it on his face, "Go to sleep by yourself!"
He was suffocated, her scent would make him lose control, his hand finally relaxed, Song Qiyue got up and walked out of the room.
Song Qiyue went downstairs to the villa early in the morning, thinking that it was the same as yesterday morning, and everyone shouldn't get up yet. But when I came to the restaurant, I found that someone was already there. That was Cheng Qingning, wearing a sweater coat, making coffee.
Hearing the movement, Cheng Qingning turned around and saw that it was her, "Mrs. Mo is so early."
"Mrs. Li is quite early too." Song Qiyue smiled, she also went to the refrigerator and looked at the food inside.
The aroma of coffee gradually dissipated as the temperature boiled. Song Qiyue was about to toast bread. Out of politeness, she asked, "Drinking coffee on an empty stomach is not good, do you want bread?"
"Okay, let's take two pieces," Cheng Qingning replied.
The toaster was working, the bread was baked, Song Qiyue picked it out and spread some peanut butter on it. She moved carefully, Cheng Qingning was watching, but suddenly, looking at it from the side, she saw a trace on her neck.
That is the mark left after a kiss!
Who else will he leave behind!
Cheng Qingning pursed her lips, she said, "Ms. Mo is so virtuous, she actually wants to show it to me."
Show her? Song Qiyue looked sideways, and Cheng Qingning smiled, "Show how affection you are, it's been the same since these two days, haven't you."
"If Mrs. Li said so, in comparison, we are far inferior to you and President Li." Song Qiyue also smiled back.
"Chengyi's personality is like this, and it's different from some people. Mr. Mo is not a person of this kind, but it's hard for him to do such things." Cheng Qingning said softly, "However, if I were Mrs. Mo you, I would really be feel sad."
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "Sad? How come it is too late for me to be happy."
Cheng Qingning condensed and saw that she was smiling at herself, "It doesn't matter if you say he was deliberate or show it to you, he is willing to treat me like this. I'm afraid that some people say that they are sad as a bystander. But I will never get it, so I am envious."
"Mrs. Li, what do you think." Song Qiyue asked softly.
Cheng Qingning stayed there, and she said in an instant, "You don't have to bend around, what do I envy, do you think I will? I have all the things you have, but I don't want it myself!"
Song Qiyue didn't understand what she was referring to, but another female voice rang out, "Are you all so early?"
That was Luo Zheng. After a long sleep, she got up. When she came to the restaurant, she saw the two face each other. The atmosphere was so stalemate that you could see the subtleties at a glance.
"Mrs. Mo, thank you for the slices of bread." Cheng Qingning took the plate, took the coffee and walked by Luo Zheng, "Director Luo, good morning."
"Morning." Luo Zheng replied. She looked at Song Qiyue again and wanted to ask, but she didn't. She just said, "Is there toast?"
"Do you want to eat? There are more here." Song Qiyue asked with a smile as if nothing had happened, but the man's words still caught his ears, what are they.
Today is the last day of the holiday. In the afternoon, everyone will go fishing in the fish ponds. After having dinner in the evening, they will not rush back to the city in a hurry. In the evening, everyone returned with a full load. Here in the villa, dinner is being prepared, and the men sit and chat in the front yard.
"I'm hungry, head chef, when can I eat?" Chu Yan asked when he came to the restaurant.
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "It will be ready soon, and there is the last dish, it will be ready soon. By the way, Luo Zheng hasn't come back yet?"
"No." Chu Yan replied. Luo Zheng just said that he had forgotten something in the fish pond, so he went to find it by himself.
"Then I will call her." Song Qiyue took off her apron, and Chu Yan asked, "Then what am I doing?"
"You set the tableware." Song Qiyue handed her apron.
Chu Yan set up the tableware in the dining room, and she walked to the front yard without incident. As a result, she was the only man among the men in the room. "It's the time of the summit meeting. Does the lady stop?"
Song Qiyue and others were not there, and Mosnian, he was also not there.
"Welcome Madam to join." Mo Boyao moved a chair over.
"Thank you, President Yao." Just as Chu Yan was about to sit down, someone ran from behind, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Chu, it's not good!"
That was the waiter in the clubhouse, who came here with a look of shock, and everyone stared.
"What's the matter?" Mo Zhengyan asked, and Chu Xiaoxin also asked, "What's the matter, so anxious."
"Someone fell into the water! It's Mr. Li's wife, she fell into the water! Right there at the fish pond!" The person hurriedly replied.
After hearing this, everyone rushed over.
Right at the fish pond, at the fish pond where the group of them fished in the afternoon, they saw Cheng Qingning who had been rescued, and beside the fish pond, there were several other people who were the waiters of the clubhouse.
Also, Luo Zheng, Mosnian, and Song Qiyue!
"What the hell is going on! Why is there no one guarding the fish pond here!" Chu Xiaoxin asked the waiter.
The waiter panicked and could only say truthfully, "Mr. Chu, we don’t know. We saw them from a distance and seemed to be arguing. It seemed to be Mrs. Mo. She pushed her, so Mrs. Li fell into the water. ..."