Chapter 11: Interest in You

"How much do you want?" Mo Zhengyan didn't demolish her, he asked in turn.

Song Qiyue looked at the night sky of the city in front of her, and she gushed, "It's like a dark night longing for dawn." ”

"If that's the case, then why haven't you looked for me in the past month?" Mo Zhengyan drove the car calmly, he quietly raised his eyes and glanced in the front mirror, only to see her gorgeous face in the mirror.

"You are so ruthless to me, I can't pull my face! I'm also backbone! ”

"That's why you reject others so categorically?"

"Of course! Because I have only you in my heart and no him! Song Qiyue blurted out, this lyric is really good.

"And then, who is the man you hugged in the restaurant?"

"Don't you know? He's my secretary Shao Fei! ”

"In order to get rid of the suitors, you asked the secretary to help?"

Mo Zhengyan's questions were one after another, fast and violent, and Song Qiyue also responded one by one, "I have no choice, who made me already have a sweetheart." Do I want to think of you in my heart, and accept others and be with them? ”

"July, your acting skills are good." Mr. Mo smiled and praised, but Song Qiyue didn't feel honored.

The atmosphere in this car is too oppressive, and there is a feeling of suffocation.

It is never wise to seek the skin of a tiger.

After that, Mr. Mo did not speak again. The car arrived at the Gold Coast apartment in silence and got out of the underground parking garage. The car stopped, and Song Qiyue opened his mouth to break the deadlock, "So today, you are willing to come and wait for me, and for what?" ”

This is indeed the doubt in Song Qiyue's heart: what is he going to do if he sends someone to follow her for so many days?

Mo Zhengyan leaned on the back of the chair, he looked sideways, and said with a smile, "I'm going to see an actor and how to justify himself and continue acting." ”

"Zhengyan, I don't understand what you're talking about......" His gaze was too dangerous, and Song Qiyue wanted to flash.

"So, let's be specific." Mo Zhengyan raised the corners of his lips, "July, don't act in front of me." ”

"I think you misunderstood something, I'm also a little tired today, let's talk about it later." Song Qiyue said, she was about to pull the car door and leave, but the car door had been sealed!

At this time, this car is a sealed space, and only he is with her!

Song Qiyue turned around again, only to see him looking at himself faintly, he seemed to have already seen through her, and she had nowhere to hide.

Since you can't hide, you don't want to struggle.

Song Qiyue asked with a smile, "Is it possible that Mr. Mo's car can't get off if it comes up?" ”

Mo Zhengyan leaned on the car with one hand, his posture was flamboyant, "Say, why did you pick me." ”

"What picked you on?" Song Qiyue looked at him innocently.

Mo Zhengyan smiled, but his sturdy and upright body was close to her, so close to her in an instant, the breath was imminent, and his burning breath spread out on the side of her ear, "Why did you pick me to sleep with you." ”

He said it directly and explicitly, which is not at all like the arrogant and graceful Mo Dashao in the eyes of outsiders on weekdays!

Song Qiyue smiled softly in his captivity, "Because I love you." ”

This woman, she is full of lies, how many of them are true and how many are false?

There were no lights in the car, and with the light of the parking garage, it was a little dim, but Mo Zhengyan's eyes were like green lights.

Song Qiyue only felt a chill down his spine, and his big hand stroked up, just lightly touching her cheek, like a lover's caressing, so touching and gentle.

"Song Qiyue, no matter what calculations you are making or planning. But you won, and you have fully provoked my interest in you. Mo Zhengyan's palm was close to her, and he said to her eyes.

Song Qiyue was dumbfounded, and the car's insurance had been unlocked.

Mo Zhengyan also stayed away from her, "It's not early, let's go up and rest." ”

"Okay." Song Qiyue laughed and got out of the car, she waved at him and entered the elevator.

As soon as the door closed, Song Qiyue leaned against the elevator wall, frowning even closer.

Oh my God, this time is not good! What kind of trouble did she get into!