She said it lightly and even perfunctory, but the man next to her listened carefully.

Qi Ran smiled, looked at Yue Mo and asked, "Is there anything else Professor Yue would like to add?" ”

"It's basically right." Yue Mo replied with a smile, and glanced sideways at Du Qian.

Du Qian inserted a small piece of cake into her mouth with a fork, probably sensing his gaze, she raised her head crampedly to look at Yue Mo, and bent her eyebrows.

What is there to add?

Those past are just their past, those good things are just their beauty, and many things we think will be buried in the deep sea of memory by us, unable to recall.

It wasn't until a certain familiar action, a familiar scene, overlapped the laughter and laughter of those years, that I realized that I remembered so much of the past that I could almost piece together my entire youth.

I know that those youths need a lot of involvement, but I also know that you are not young without you.

In the last game, it turned out to be Yue Mo who lost.

Watching the man quietly report the "2" she just mentioned, it was so smooth that Du Qian wondered if he took the script and did it on purpose.

Bai Yingqi seized the opportunity and looked at Yue Mo excitedly, "Sister Qianqian has already told your story, why don't Professor Yue tell me how you like Sister Qianqian?" ”

Gossip always seems to be at the center of most young girls, and it still will be in middle age.

Yue Mo pondered for a moment when he heard this, and then said softly: "Actually...... It's a process that accumulates over time. She appeared in front of me every day, and then whispered in my ears, and gradually got used to being alone, if I had to say such a cut-off point, it should be my sophomore year, once at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, I had just finished the experiment and changed my clothes and went downstairs, and I bumped into her, she was holding a lunch box in her arms, and her whole body was soaked because of the sudden heavy rain, and then she looked at me stupidly and asked, 'Have you not eaten yet?' ’

"At that time, I thought, maybe something has changed."

Du Qian supported her head with her hand, poked the fork twice on the bitter chrysanthemum salad, and did not speak in a trance.

She didn't remember much about it, but she was a little impressed when he just said it.

She only remembered that night Yuemo sent her back to the bedroom with an umbrella, and the two of them didn't say anything, and they felt that they had said everything.

In her junior year, she passed IELTS and went to a foreign university to study criminal psychology, during which she also wrote several books.

Just two years later, when she graduated early, she rushed back to China and ran into her former classmates.

Everyone also ridiculed her and envied her, so that almost everyone was falling into the well after the confession.

Du Qian has often been misunderstood and framed since she was a child because of her family background and good looks, and she has long been accustomed to this kind of pressure from public opinion, but she never thinks that those are the motivation given to her.

In her view, motivation is for herself, and any slander and harm that others inflict on her is still slander and harm.

Without their gossip and tricksters, she can still live a prettier life than all of them.

And they are just stumbling blocks, all she has to do is to cross those bottom stones and run towards her bright future.

In this matter, most of the boys thought Du Qian was stupid, but the girls said-

"Why do I think it's romantic."

Who knows, love is a strange thing.

Everyone dispersed after playing the game, and Du Qian and Yuemo returned to the room.

Du Qian's face turned red throughout the whole process, and she didn't look at Yuemo, she ran to the window and blew the wind for a while.

There will be no filming in the room, unless the guests go in with the accompanying photographer, so Shen Jinshu will come over to check the bugging device and the camera and the like.

Du Qian sat by the window and looked at the window, but she still felt that the air was full of hot atmosphere, and she unscrewed a bottle of water and took a sip, as if there was no relief.

Yue Mo suddenly sat down next to her, and she could see his smiling eyebrows when she turned her eyes.

Du Qian quickly turned her head away and didn't look at him.

It's just that this turn of head makes the atmosphere a little weirder.

It's not so much weird as it's ambiguous, hot and humidity.

"What was my answer?" Yue Mo's voice was low and slow, and her deep eyes looked at her face without blinking.

Du Qian lay on the small square table and muttered, "What's the matter?" So be it. ”

"Don't you get impressed?" Yue Mo also lay down with her, and the heat between the words disturbed her heart.

She turned her head and met the face just in time, her eyes widened suddenly, and she was about to avoid it, but he suddenly stepped forward, his hot lips pressed up, and his movements were soft and unspeakably domineering.

Du Qian was hugged by him and pressed on the bed, her legs and feet were a little weak, and she could vaguely guess some subsequent developments, but she couldn't stop.

At that moment, the atmosphere of the dry wood fire was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Yue Mo pressed her and didn't stop, but the person outside the door didn't stop knocking on the door.

Yue Mo wrinkled her brows, showing a few traces of impatience between her eyebrows, straightened up from her, pulled the thicker blanket over her, straightened the button on her neckline, and got up to open the door.

Du Qian was wrapped in a thick blanket, and looked at his resentful back and wanted to laugh.

I guess a man would be angry, right?

This is much cuter than Yuemo's wake-up gas.

The outsider is Xie Yun.

Xie Yun didn't seem to be very satisfied with Yue Mo who opened the door, stretched out his head to look inside and asked, "What about Du Qian?" ”

"Is there something wrong?" Yue Mo asked with a cold face and without any waves.

Xie Yun said, "Oh, I'm fine, it's just-"

"Don't bother others if you don't have anything to do." Yue Mo's tone seemed to be colder, and the whole aura sank a little, with the meaning that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

Xie Yun was stunned, his first reaction was that he really didn't understand what Yue Mo was saying, and then he paused for a few seconds before he reacted, and he couldn't help frowning.

But he has been in the business world for so many years, and he still has an aura.

He said: "Since it's working time, I still hope that Du Qian can devote herself to work, although you are not my artist, but you are my artist's boyfriend, I hope you don't do anything out of the ordinary for her." ”

Impatience flashed in Yue Mo's eyes, "Finished?" When that's all that, let's go back. ”

"Are you too arrogant?" Xie Yun asked in surprise, "I think you should still give each other a little personal space, such as not sleeping together or something-"

A "bang" that is not light or heavy.

Du Qian couldn't help but look at him in the quilt, "Why are you angry?" ”

Yue Mo looked down at her smiling smug face, only to feel even more dissatisfied, and pulled up her wrist and fell on the bed again.