At the school's New Year's Day party, the college asked each club to come up with a program, and it happened that Mo Qinghanjin's ancient style catwalk program of the University Crazy English Club was selected.

Mo Qinghan looked at the eyeshadow, mascara, false eyelashes, etc. on the dressing table, and he couldn't start, he was in the same department as Mo Qinghan, and the same dormitory was also Mo Qinghan's only friend in school---- He Yurou couldn't stand it.

"Qinghan, you won't!"

Mo Qinghan said with some embarrassment: "I thought there was a professional makeup artist to help us, but it seems that I thought too much." ”

"My makeup has been done, forget it, I'll help you!"

He Yurou said while helping Mo Qinghan put on makeup: "Qinghan, after the party, my uncle will take me to improve the quality of my existing living standards, let's do it together!" ”

"That's not good!"

"As far as the relationship between the two of us is concerned, my uncle is your uncle, and you are not allowed to refuse."

After He Yurou finished speaking, the two looked at each other very tacitly and smirked for a while.

The opening process of all the parties was the same, the leaders of the school spoke, and then the students with excellent character and learning spoke.

It was Mo Qinghan's turn to play their show.

The special effects lights on the stage instantly lit up, and the white mist made of dry ice surrounded the entire stage.

When the music started, the performers all took the stage in an orderly manner.

Mo Qinghan was the last to take the stage as the finale of the show, she was wearing a Hanfu with a few peach petals, in order to reflect the peach blossoms on her clothes, He Yurou drew one or two peach petals on the side of her face.

Under this charming face, I don't know how many men are willing to sink.

He Zheyu, who was sitting on the principal's side, saw a little soft light in Mo Qinghan's eyes like this, but after hearing the words of appreciation from the opposite sex to Mo Qinghan, the light in his eyes suddenly became cold.

After Mo Qinghan, who was standing on the stage, saw He Zheyu sitting in the VIP seat, she immediately switched to nervous mode, and her steps were so chaotic that she stepped on the shawl.

At the end of the party, He Yurou pulled Mo Qinghan to find her uncle, when Mo Qinghan leaned closer to the car, the more familiar he felt, and when he saw Han Mo standing in front of the car door, his mind was buzzing, he knew that this was the case, and he wouldn't come!

Han Mo politely opened the front door for He Yurou, He Yurou sat down, and said with a smile: "I would rather be a neighbor with Han Mo than sitting with my uncle." “

Han Mo opened the back door for Mo Qinghan, and she sat down hard, perhaps it was the cold air on He Zheyu's body that made her a little scared and subconsciously moved her hips to the car window.

After getting in the car, He Yurou said: "Uncle, this is the talented girl Mo Qinghan of our department that I often mention to you."

He Zheyu opened his mouth and said: "With Miss Mo's talent and appearance, there should be many suitors!" “

"That's it, Qinghan is the dream lover of our male compatriots."

Mo Qinghan saw that He Zheyu's deep eyes exuded bursts of coldness, and hurriedly interrupted: "Yurou, what are we going to eat." “

"French food, I want to think about what I've been wanting to eat lately." He Yurou said to herself.

Mo Qinghan took a long breath and finally finished it.

In the end, He Zheyu took them to eat Western food, and He Yurou kept talking to He Zheyu about trivial things in school during the banquet, Mo Qinghan didn't say a word between them, and he was a little embarrassed, so he found an excuse to go to the bathroom.

Mo Qinghan came out of the bathroom, and after taking a few steps, he was called out by a crisp and magnetic voice of a boy: "Mo Qinghan." ”

Mo Qinghan looked at Zhao Qingwu with some surprise, and his speech was a little unfavorable: "Zhao ...... Senior. ”

"Why are you here?"

After saying "come with Xue", Mo Qinghan couldn't hide his nervousness, and ran away in a panic.

Zhao Qingwu watched Mo Qinghan disappear into his line of sight, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He Yurou saw that Mo Qinghan was panicked like a frightened rabbit, and said with a wicked smile: "What are you doing!" There's an affair. ”

"No, I just met the senior who spoke at the party."

He Yurou couldn't control her excitement and said, "Is it Zhao Qingwu, the highly talented student from the International Business School----?" ”

Mo Qinghan nodded.

"You know the cold? If you are the dream lover of our male compatriots, then Zhao Qingwu is the dream lover of all female compatriots in our school. He often represents our school to the United States, the United Kingdom, France and other European countries for academic exchanges. You said that he is so talented and so handsome, and his family background is similar to ours, if he can become my boyfriend, then my life will be perfect. ”

Mo Qinghan listened to He Yurou's words, and at the same time glanced at He Zheyu, who was still expressionless, with his spare eyes.

"I don't know his profile." Mo Qinghan ended the conversation with He Yurou with such an answer.

After eating, He Yurou said, "Uncle, Qinghan and I went back to school." “

"He Qin is waiting for you at the door of the hotel."

He Yurou said with some dissatisfaction: "Uncle, you calculate me." “

He Zheyu's tone was softer and said, "She's your mother, this can't be changed!" “

"But what about the cold."

"Leave it to me."

He Yurou and Mo Qinghan said a few words and left, and there were only Mo Qinghan and He Zheyu left at the table.

Mo Qinghan said: "I don't know your relationship with her, I can go back to school by myself." “

"Follow Me Tonight"

He Zheyu didn't go to the hotel like before, but took Mo Qinghan to an apartment, maybe the air conditioning temperature in the room was a little high, Mo Qinghan felt a little hot, so he took off his coat and scarf and hung them behind the door, He Zheyu also took off his clothes until only a white shirt remained.

Seeing this, Mo Qinghan was a little embarrassed, his fair face flushed a little, and he stammered, "Mr. He, what documents do I need to deal with today." “

"You like the boy Yurou said!"

"Ah" Mo Qinghan was made to stop thinking instantly by this sudden question.

"No..... no, you misunderstood."

"Go take a shower."

Mo Qinghan didn't speak and walked straight in the direction of the bathroom, what she didn't think about was that her change of clothes had already been placed on the counter in the bathroom.

Coming out of the bathroom, Mo Qinghan dried his hair, and after simply coiling it with a hairpin, he went to the living room to find He Zheyu.

He Zheyu looked at Mo Qinghan, who was wearing a knee-length nightdress with white chiffon, with a few strands of green silk on his forehead, and his hair coiled casually, which looked good, but added a bit of elegance.

"Does Mr. Ho have any documents that need to be translated?"

After He Zheyu got up from the sofa, he walked to Mo Qinghan's side. The hairpin that was coiled around his hair was pulled out, and his long hair slipped down like a waterfall. Such a move made Mo Qinghan stunned.

"Did you kiss?"