Song Qiyue came back to her senses, she put down the bag in her hand with a smile, and said softly, "There was a bit of traffic jam on the road, so I came back late." ******”

"This time period is the rush hour after work, so there will be a traffic jam on the road, I just said to Zhengyan, you must be in a traffic jam, sure enough, it's true." Qiao Chenxi smiled again, she shouted, "Zhengyan, don't you want to introduce it?" ”

"I think it's time to make a formal introduction." But it was Song Qiyue who answered, "Although I know Miss Qiao, Miss Qiao is the director of Qiao's, and I am the manager of the marketing department of Dingxin, and I am not talking about business now." ”

"Qiao Chenxi, Qiao Shibo's daughter." Mo Zhengyan introduced Qiao Chenxi in a simple sentence, and introduced Song Qiyue to her, "Song Qiyue, my wife." ”

"It turned out to be Shibo's daughter, and that is also my own family, Chenxi, I haven't told me before, we should have a good reunion in private." Song Qiyue took the opportunity to call her name directly and sat down in the chair.

"I've been in contact with projects before, so it's not convenient to say anything, July, don't mind." Qiao Chenxi responded, she smiled again and asked, "I like to call Zheng Yan's name directly, and now I call you so directly, you don't mind, right?" ”

"Of course I don't mind, although I'm a few years older than you, we can still be good sisters, go out shopping together, who can tell that you are a younger sister than me." Song Qiyue quipped, but Qiao Chenxi's expression sank, was she sarcastic when she said this?

"July, in the room, why are you still wearing a mask?" Qiao Chenxi stared at her face, still wearing a mask and never taking it off.

"She's afraid of the sun." Mo Zhengyan said softly, only remembering that her face was slightly red before, "July, pick it up, there is no sun here." ”

Wearing a mask to talk to people, this is really not polite, Song Qiyue really forgot about it, but now, it is a shame to pick it up or not. However, Song Qiyue didn't care about it, and she didn't care, she took off her mask directly in front of them.

"July, what's wrong with your face?" Qiao Chenxi snorted lightly, she was surprised.

They turned their backs to the sun, and the translucent light happened to illuminate Song Qiyue's face, only to see that her face, without a trace of makeup, was plain, and her face was full of red rashes little by little, and her skin was red, it was really terrible to look at it.

Only her eyes were still crooked, and she was still smiling, open and fearless.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Zhengyan also asked immediately, he stared at her face.

Song Qiyue said truthfully, "It doesn't matter, don't be nervous, it's just that I am a little uncomfortable, and I have eaten some seafood, so I am allergic." ”

"Seafood?" Qiao Chenxi said, "Is it the one you ate at noon?" I ordered them, I'm sorry, July. ”

"It's okay, I don't think you know, although I started a little bit of allergy symptoms a few days ago, but it's not serious. When you go to your office, when you see me, it's not so obvious, is it? Song Qiyue asked, picking through her early knowing that she was unwell.

"At that time, I thought you were exposed to the sun, and you also know that the sun here in Yucheng is very poisonous." Qiao Chenxi said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, July, if I had known that you would be so allergic, I would never order seafood, I will pay attention next time." ”

"Have you seen a doctor?" Mo Zhengyan asked.

"I went to see it in the afternoon, and the doctor said that it was nothing serious, just pay attention to the taboo and pay attention to rest." Song replied.

"That's good, otherwise there will be more busyness next, without you, I really don't know what to do." Qiao Chenxi smiled, "But you have to rest well, so that you can recover early." ”

"Huh? Zhengyan, I made an appointment to go to my house as a guest in the evening, can I still go like this in July? Qiao Chenxi asked.

"In July, you can rest in the hotel." Mo Zhengyan said.

"Well, I think so, it's better to pay attention to rest now." Qiao Chenxi responded, "In July, go to my house as a guest, and you can do it next time." "Martial Cracks

Song Qiyue looked at them, she kept smiling, "I'm also a little tired and don't want to go out again." Next time, there will be a chance to accompany Zhengyan to be a guest. ”

"Zhengyan, greet Aunt Qiao Shibo on my behalf." Song Qiyue instructed.

Mo Zhengyan smiled, and Qiao Chenxi said, "Zhengyan, let's go?" It's almost time, so it's hard to keep Mom and Dad waiting. ”

"Let's go." Mo Zhengyan replied and called again, "July, let's go." ”

"In July, Zhengyan and I left." Qiao Chenxi is also the way.

Looking at them, Song Qiyue nodded, "Be careful on the road." ”

Mo Zhengyan put down the book and left with Qiao Chenxi, she walked beside him and held him.

"Zhengyan, Mom and Dad, they knew that you were coming, so they asked me in the afternoon, when would I go back with you, they said that I hadn't seen you for a long time, and they all missed you......" The two turned around, and Qiao Chenxi's brisk female voice came.

They come in pairs, they go in pairs, they come suddenly, but when they go, they are no longer abrupt.

Song Qiyue sat in the chair, she lay lazily, and glanced at the book that he had just put down, the book that he and Qiao Chenxi were reading together, and they had been chatting so happily before.

Song Qiyue took the book and opened it and took a look, it was a foreign masterpiece, detective category. But she remembered what Qiao Chenxi said to her before, those about Mo Zhengyan's preferences, the coffee and tea he likes to drink, the food he loves to eat, and the books he loves to read.

Qiao Chenxi said: Zheng Yan's favorite book is "Cienanosdesoledad", and Zheng Yan's favorite color is Cerulean, and these are just the tip of the iceberg, but you don't know all of them!

cienanosdesoledad, a hundred years of solitude.

cerulean, cerulean.

In fact, she really didn't know anything.

Nothing.

……

At night, Song Qiyue was still doing his homework on the project, and Mo Zhengyan came back. He walked over, but picked her up and snatched her place, "The doctor didn't say that you should pay attention to rest, are you still busy?" ”

"I'm not busy." Song Qiyue smiled, let him pick him up and sit on his lap, "You're back, I'm not busy." ”

"When you come on a business trip, you don't take good care of yourself?" Mo Zhengyan looked down at her face.

"Oh, don't look at it." Song Qiyue also knew that it was not good-looking at the moment.

Mo Zhengyan grabbed her jaw and faced herself stiffly, Song Qiyue simply didn't resist, let him see, she raised her eyes and asked, "Zhengyan, am I ugly?" ”

"Yes, it's ugly." He replied that he really didn't give face, and he didn't show any mercy.

"My pride hurts, and now I'm disfigured." Song Qiyue sighed, Mo Zhengyan smiled, "It's just allergies, it's still far from disfigurement." ”

Embraced by him, Song Qiyue asked, "How is it today, are you still happy to be a guest at Qiao Shibo's house?" ”

"I used to go there when I was a child, and Qiao Shibo and my father were world friends."

"Well, so the relationship between your two families is very good."

"There's always been a relationship." Mo Zhengyan responded.

"So you and Qiao Chenxi, your relationship is pretty good, right?" Runaway princess

"I grew up watching her grow up, and she was just a little girl. When I was a child, I was a little willful, but when I grew up, I got a lot better. Mo Zhengyan's tone of voice was accompanied by a hint of care.

Song Qiyue raised his eyebrows, "Are you in the mood of a girl in my family who has just grown up?" ”

"It's not like that, she's not my daughter either." Mo Zhengyan said.

"She is indeed not your daughter, you are so good, you are so close, even if you get married, no one will object, let alone approve. Coupled with the relationship between the two of you, why didn't you match her with her? Song Qiyue asked.

"There really is." Mo Zhengyan never hid it, he said truthfully, "Actually, my father and mother like and are quite satisfied with Chenxi. ”

"In terms of family background, character and appearance, you are all right, if it were me, I would be satisfied." Song Qiyue replied objectively, and the real situation is the same. The Mo family is a big family, and the Qiao family will not be too inferior, and it is the relationship between the world friends, the two families are close again, and there is a layer of affection for getting along since childhood, Miss Qiao is wearing the halo of "quasi-young lady", she is the one who is recognized by everyone, so blessed.

"You're not jealous?" Mo Zhengyan looked at her suspiciously.

"What's so jealous about this, it's just a matter of facts." Song Qiyue asked, "What about you, Miss Qiao, who is such a match, why didn't you choose her?" ”

"Who made me meet you?" He asked rhetorically, his eyes burning.

"Then what if, you don't meet me." Song Qiyue smiled and asked, "Will you marry her?" ”

Mo Zhengyan was silent, as if he was thinking about this question seriously, and then smiled, "Maybe." ”

Such an answer, he said calmly, without making any bends to cater to the statement, Song Qiyue felt indescribable in her heart, she smiled, "It's a pity, after meeting me, this hypothesis has no chance to be realized." ”

"Zhengyan, you like to read detective books lately?" Song Qiyue asked again, and she took the book on the table.

"You watched it too?" Mo Zhengyan glanced at it.

"After you and Chenxi left, I was bored, and I looked at it with curiosity."

"Dawn loves to see it, she brought it, and we watched it together."

"I thought you liked it." Song Qiyue looked sideways, she hugged him and asked, "Zhengyan, what books do you like to read?" ”

"This kind of detective, I think it's pretty good." Mo Zhengyan said.

"And what else?"

"Human geography, historical science, as long as it's a good book, I'm interested."

"Yes, in your mansion, there are even ancient* in that library." Song Qiyue agreed, Mo Zhengyan smiled, but she asked, "Then there must be a favorite book, right?" Out of so many books, which one do you like the most? ”

"I like them all." Mo Zhengyan said.

"No, I have to say a favorite." Song Qiyue made him have to say one.

"I like all good books." Mo Zhengyan still answered this way.

"Isn't there a favorite?"

"There are different types of books, and there is no way to compare."

"I mean, in terms of your personal interests, which one is your favorite." She stubbornly asked for an answer, Mo Zhengyan raised her eyebrows, "July, when did you become so curious about books that you had to do research on a book?" ”

"And what's your favorite food?"

"July, you should know I'm not a picky eater." A first-class champion

"That's if you don't have a favorite? What about your favorite color? She asked about something else, and Mo Zhengyan smiled, "You seem to like to do research on me today, so let's continue another day." It's not early, it's time for us to take a shower and sleep. ”

"Yikes!" As he spoke, he had already picked her up and walked to the bathroom, Song Qiyue kicked his feet, "I've washed it!" ”

"Then stay with me one more time."

……

When they woke up in the morning, the two were about to order a meal, but someone came to visit, it was Qiao Chenxi, she was dressed brightly and appeared outside the door, "Are you disturbed?" ”

"Please come in." Song Qiyue replied with a smile.

Qiao Chenxi walked in, she walked directly to Mo Zhengyan, and sat down beside him, "Zhengyan, I guess the murderer must be the postman, because he has the most time ......"

She directly opened her mouth to discuss the case, and Mo Zhengyan listened quietly, "You came early in the morning to discuss the plot of the book with me?" Did you think about it for a night? ”

"Zhengyan, did you say I guessed right?" Qiao Chenxi asked.

Mo Zhengyan smiled, "Why must it be the postman, and not the deceased's friend?" ”

"The good friend of the deceased, you said? It's unlikely, first, he didn't have a motive for committing the crime, and second, he didn't have the time to ......"

"If you say that, then why isn't the taxi driver?"

"Huh? How do you say more and more? Qiao Chenxi was slightly annoyed, "Who are you talking about?" ”

The waiter at the hotel had already brought breakfast, and Song Qiyue shouted, "Zhengyan, it's time for breakfast." Dawn, have you eaten it? ”

"I don't think you have one." Mo Zhengyan replied in the affirmative.

"Yes, not yet." Qiao Chenxi smiled, and she even said, "When I came, I thought, so early, you must not have eaten breakfast yet, so I specially brought freshly ground coffee and asked the people in the restaurant to cook it, and you can drink it in a while." Zhengyan, you love freshly ground coffee, right? ”

"It's so troublesome, don't bring it next time." Mo Zhengyan said.

"I'm on the way, too." Qiao Chenxi said.

At the dining table, the three of them ate together, and Song Qiyue really didn't like to talk much when she was eating, because all her thoughts were on the food in front of her. Mo Zhengyan pays attention to table manners, and he doesn't know how to speak. It's just that they still occasionally talk about some daily trivial matters, Song Qiyue said, "Zhengyan, how many days do you plan to come to Yucheng on a business trip this time?" ”

"Not yet, it depends." Mo Zhengyan said.

Qiao Chenxi took a sip of coffee, "Zhengyan, how does the coffee taste?" Is it delicious? In July, you can try it too. ”

"Yes, it's not bad." Song Qiyue has always used coffee to refresh himself.

"Belgian coffee beans?" After Mo Zhengyan savored it, he spoke softly.

"Zhengyan, you will know as soon as you taste it, that's right, it's Belgian, I remember that you used to love this taste...... Qiao Chenxi smiled.

Song Qiyue sat there peacefully, listening to them talk about coffee, from Fang Cai's detective book to this moment, but he didn't seem to be able to interject.

In the end, Song Qiyue didn't ask him what he liked, or he didn't know anything.

She only realized that she didn't seem to have really entered his world.

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