"I'll tell you one thing too."

Qi Moyue's eyes were full of girls in front of her, and her voice was as warm as jade, and she said, "I'm sure I love you, and I'm sure I'm willing to be your person." ”

Song Ziyan, who was surprised by such a simple but meaningful answer, felt a coolness on her lips before she could react, and a soft touch covered her entire lips, with a crisp and itchy feeling that she had never had every time she kissed Qi Moyue before.

It was so crisp and itchy that Song Ziyan's toes hidden in his shoes quietly picked at the ground, so excited!

Song Ziyan closed her eyes full, and every cell on her lips was feeling carefully, and gradually cooperated with Qi Moyue, until Song Ziyan felt that she was a little hypoxic, Qi Moyue slowly let go of her.

Song Ziyan was already in a daze, looking at Qi Moyue, he felt that he was floating, and he was very handsome.

Qi Moyue's hand protected the back of Song Ziyan's head, and the other hand was on Song Ziyan's waist, and Song Ziyan, who realized it later, took a step back and said, "I'm afraid this is not very good, don't you feel that we are too fast?" ”

Qi Moyue smiled faintly, pinched Song Ziyan's face, and said with doting eyes: "Compared to you dragging me to get married, I don't think this is nothing." ”

Song Ziyan didn't want to say anything about the embarrassment of the old terrier's repetition, so he had to reach out and cover his face, and frantically changed the topic: "What, don't pinch my face in the future, you have to remember one thing, my official positioning is the façade!" ”

"Okay, my façade."

Qi Moyue reached out and touched Song Ziyan's head: "So there is one last question." ”

Song Ziyan sat on the table, his chin propped up on his hands, staring at Qi Moyue and shaking his head to look left and right.

"You ask."

Song Ziyan continued to stare at Qi Moyue, and said with a super stroll: "I'll tell you whatever you want to ask." ”

"Did you get stimulated by something today?"

Song Ziyan's head, which was originally shaking, suddenly paused, then smiled awkwardly, and continued to shake, secretly building for himself in his heart.

I can't panic, I can't panic, I'm not stimulated.

Song Ziyan's eyes rolled and said, "No, I just thought that the letter was not yet in my heart." ”

Qi Moyue gently tapped the desktop with the end of the pen and continued to ask: "Then why do you want to grab it back when it arrives?" ”

Song Ziyan was stunned, how did she feel that the pen hit her heart one by one?

It's just been built, and it's about to collapse!

Song Ziyan deliberately cleared his throat and pretended to be calm: "What, don't you want to publicly execute yourself?" Who knew it would be that coincidental, right? I just arrived at it and it came. ”

As he spoke, Song Ziyan silently stood up and tidied up his makeup, and slipped back to the door with his bag step by step.

"I'll leave first when I'm done with the matter."

"Don't get too busy!"

"Remember to eat on time!"

"Remember to follow my circle of friends and Weibo!"

"Remember thinking about me when you're free!"

……

Song Ziyan said sentence after sentence, chattering endlessly.

Qi Moyue smiled and said nothing, listening to Mrs. Qi, who had already calmly accepted her identity, and couldn't stop telling her.

Song Ziyan thought about it, and felt that he had nothing more to say, so he walked out of the door sideways: "That's all I have to say, go first, I'm really gone!" ”

"Okay."

Qi Moyue smiled and nodded, watched Song Ziyan walk out and memorized the seconds and waited for her to turn back.

Song Ziyan stood at the door of the office, his ear pressed to the door: "Why don't you keep me?" ”