After the top green tea is worn to the love

"Now that everyone has left, let's start talking about business."

After driving the staff out reasonably, Meng Ziqing opened his mouth with his chin propped up.

Song Ning teased, "How does Ms. Meng know that I have something serious to tell you?"

"It may also be that I simply don't like crowds. Just because I said that, Ms. Meng kicked out the people who were in love." Song Ning frowned pretendingly.

Song Ning: "It's not good for them."

"Okay, don't you know in your heart?" Meng Ziqing glanced at Song Ning inexplicably.

She didn't hold back the words in her heart, and said bluntly, "At first, I thought you were the only green Qin Yue, but I didn't expect you to be green to everyone."

I thought it was all green tea, but I didn't expect Song Ning to live up to his name.Natural shaped green tea, green tea for everyone.

Lemon tree, share a green lemon with everyone you see.

"Miss Meng, what you just said is too strange." Song Ning shrugged innocently, "I'm just a little worried about them."

"Cut, they're all human, don't go around the bush." ​​Meng Ziqing frowned, with a little impatience in her pure black eyes, "I will throw the staff out and refuse to shoot at a reasonable shooting time. Talk to Tao Tao, she won't let her howl at you."

The elegant female voice slowly said, "And as you said, you won't come up if there is something real."

"Miss Meng is a smart person." Song Ning smiled, and raised her eyelids for the first time to notice that it was Meng Ziqing who was at work.

Different from the usual elegant casual style, women's suits during work.The jacket is neatly cut, and the rimless glasses make it hard to see the obscure emotions in her eyes. The curly long and deep hair is lazily clamped by the shark clip, revealing the curvaceous swan neck, and the natural right-angled shoulders bring out an unspeakable edge. Sharpness.

The soft sunlight shone on her body, but she looked icy cold, with the unique indifference of a superior person all over her body.

This is completely different from Miss Meng in her spare time.

During working hours, the Meng family only has the little Meng Dong whom the assistant said is superior and in control of the overall situation.

"Sure enough, it's still a little different." Song Ning's eyes were deep, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"That's why I'm curious, what is it that deserves Miss Song's visit in person?"

Meng Ziqing raised his eyes, the dark pupils under the eyelids were like sharp knives, keenly seeing the inner core floating below the surface.

"At any rate, they're still relatives. You're welcome, Miss Song."

Meng Zi said calmly.

Song Ning's smile changed slightly when she heard Meng Ziqing's relative remarks.

【You know now that we are relatives? 】

[Why are you being so polite behind the camera, you didn't fucking save me face in front of the camera. 】

"It turns out that Ms. Meng knew we were relatives. I thought Ms. Meng had forgotten about it long ago." Song Ning couldn't hold back her words.

"I haven't forgotten, I just think that we are all relatives, and we don't need to be as polite as ordinary people."

Meng Ziqing frowned, the corners of her bright red lips curled up, and she smiled like a fox who needed a beating, which made Song Ning's teeth itch.

"Oh, it's because you and I have a relationship." Song Ning kept smiling, but her voice was clearly coming out of her teeth.

"That's not true." Seeing that the momentum was not right, Meng Ziqing changed his mouth very naturally, and his tone was much more relaxed, "Although we haven't contacted for so many years, they are relatives anyway, I am very grateful to Sister Song Ning, you can still think about coming to see Look at mine."

Meng Ziqing knew the development of the plot.She had roughly guessed what Song Ning was going to say next.

But at least it was a reason for her to take proper precautions, and Song Ning was also kind, so she still had to give Song Ning some face.

Hearing what Meng Ziqing said, Song Ning's face looked a little better.

"You should know why I came to this show." When she was in a good mood, Song Ning was no longer trying to keep her secret, "Originally when only Gu Yang was kicked out of this show, the variety show could still run, but when I was in Tibet, Wen Si Liang was also kicked out."

"Although what the outside world says is good, it is because of an accident that Wen Siliang missed the variety show, but I don't think that's the case."

Song Ning poured herself a cup of tea on the coffee table, but didn't drink it, but rubbed it in her palm.

"I was still abroad when I was watching the live broadcast, so I don't know exactly why he ended up." She changed the subject, "But I know that Wen Siliang's end was definitely caused by you."

Meng Ziqing nodded in approval, but then asked Song Ning, "Oh? Sister Song Ning, you are so sure."

Seeing her like this, Song Ning sneered, "Oh, I felt that you did your best in this matter before, but now I look at it, I'm sure you are fully responsible for this matter, and you are the one who handles it."

"No wonder he wants to buy all kinds of black material about Meng Shi and you, and plans to release it at the most popular time of the show next week, so that you will die without a burial."

Although Song Ning came back from abroad, she doesn't know much about some domestic affairs, but the Song family still has assets in China - such as one of the entertainment accounts that Wen Siliang found - which belongs to the Song family's studio .

The Song family has immigrated for so many years, and the domestic business has been turned behind the scenes.So Wen Siliang really didn't know at all, he called four or five more authoritative and authentic entertainment accounts, and unexpectedly found Meng Ziqing's grandma's house by mistake.

It's okay to send black material to the grandma's family of the black man who was smeared. What's more, Song Ning happened to be by the phone when Wen Siliang brought the phone to break the news.

Song Ning was delighted when she heard it, but she understood that she was able to be a substitute in variety shows, and she had to thank Meng Ziqing?

Thanks to Meng Ziqing for kicking out this thing whose mind is smaller than a needle.

To get myself on top.

She and Meng Xiqing had a grudge against each other, and even if they put aside their relationship, Song Ning felt that neither she nor Meng Xiqing could live forever.

Why is this, Meng Ziqing didn't kill people and she didn't prevent fire, what Wen Siliang wanted to do was to want people to go bankrupt and sleep on the street?

The mind is too dark.

Wen Siliang's eye drops were given to her for such a reason, and she didn't mind telling Meng Ziqing.

"He wants you to die, maybe after your family really goes bankrupt, he will continue to use violence online, even real violence."

"As for you, you just kicked him out of the show without any follow-up."

"Look at other people's operations, and then look at yours." Song Ning said this with disgust, "If you have a grudge against him, what's the point of just asking him to quit a show, and you will be handicapped in the follow-up? Still can't see with eyes, why don't you continue to kill him."

"It's hard for him to protect himself, how can he have so many thoughts of revenge?"

Her tone was full of blame, "I said you are not young, you are in your 20s, why don't you know how to cut grass and roots?"

"I don't know what kind of guy Wen Siliang is, but after all, he looks unlucky. He's not a big guy, and he's petty in his work."

"You should also understand the principles of being a human being. Don't mess with women and villains, but since you did, why don't you take advantage of the heat and the opportunity to kill him, and don't give him a chance to stand up?"

When Song Ning asked, those dark eyes similar to those of Meng Ziqing were full of pure doubts.

She looks only three times like Meng Ziqing, but because of their too similar looks.So from the perspective of outsiders, they feel that they are carved out of the same mold.

The same cold and fairy air, the same decent manners, the same slender and graceful... and the same sweet-hearted ruthlessness.

Meng Ziqing actually didn't hate Song Ning. In a sense, Song Ning and her were the same kind of people, they understood each other's thoughts.

Just like there is a saying in the public: Those who look a little like a fairy are all great beauties.

Meng Ziqing's mind was just like this, she was narcissistic, every time she saw Song Ning, she would feel that she was so pretty, if it wasn't for Song Ning being three points similar to herself, how could she look so good.

"If you just squeeze him to death, there won't be so many follow-ups."

Song Ning seemed to be teaching a young junior the principles of how to behave, but the content actually applied to her saying "a villain and a woman are difficult to raise".

Meng Ziqing shrugged innocently, and explained politely, "At that time, there was a reason for the incident, and when I came back to see you later, I was quite annoyed, and there were too many things these days, so I didn't have time to talk to him for the time being. "

Song Ning looked at Meng Ziqing awkwardly, "You don't look like a soft-hearted master."

Meng Ziqing:?

"Sister Song Ning, we are relatives, so I will call you sister."

Meng Ziqing quickly responded, and sneered speechlessly, "Well, we still look three points alike, so why are we still scolding the face?"

"It's because you have three points of similarity, so you should be more kind-hearted and soft-hearted." Song Ning looked a little narcissistic with her neck upturned, "If it weren't for the fact that you look a bit like me, I couldn't bear it, otherwise how could I treat you Soft-hearted, let you hate me so much in front of Senior Sister Qin, and make me ashamed, and I can't hate you anymore."

"Sister Song Ning, don't say that." Meng Ziqing turned back with a smile, "Even if you're not in front of Qin Yue, you can't pinch me."

Song Ning: ...

"But even though you looked embarrassed when you left crying, I won't hate you." Meng Ziqing shook his head regretfully, "Who made us look so alike."

"You must be sick." Song Ning scolded, gritted her teeth, "If you hadn't appeared in front of Qin Yue a little earlier than me, it's hard to say how the current situation would be."

"If I were a guest who appeared at the beginning like you, do you think you would still be as confident as you are now?"

"You have an advantage over me."

Song Ning was upset, she clasped her fingers on the teacup, and the light yellow tea in the teacup swayed slightly.

"But since you know that I have an advantage over you, and you can't change anything this month, why do you still choose to hang around in front of Qin Yue, Sister Song Ning?"

Meng Ziqing asked with his chin propped up, his red lips were still curved, and the rimless glasses reflected the light without mechanism.

She seemed calm, but her elegantly folded legs under the table swayed slightly, and her toes tapped the ground lightly.

I haven't seen Qin Yue for almost a week, occasionally watching the live broadcast and seeing Song Ning dangling in front of Qin Yue to show her presence, Meng Ziqing felt upset.

Just like Qin Yue is Meng Ziqing's piece of candy, even if she puts it aside, she won't allow others to come and take it.

It's true that Meng Ziqing doesn't hate Song Ning, it's true that she is upset in front of Qin Yue.

The two do not affect each other.

Meng Ziqing: "You know that things are impossible, why are you still persistent, and you still have to customize expensive gifts for Qin Yue, and the bamboo basket is empty, so it's better to stop the loss in time."

"Stop the loss in time?" Song Ning rolled these four words in her mouth several times, and frowned, "I think I should be more bold in chasing love now."

"You can't catch up."

"A person like Qin Yue, looking at Gao Leng, is actually dead-tempered. You can't chase her at all." Meng Ziqing didn't want to make up something bad about Qin Yue in front of Song Ning. If she asked her to leave quickly, it was just is stating a fact.

An impossible fact for Song Ning and Qin Yue.

The moon does not rely on catching up, the moon is in the sky, she is independent and celibate.

But rises and falls with the rise and fall of the sun.

"Don't chase after me." Meng Ziqing yelled, "For a person like Qin Yue, even if you spend all your money and have nothing for her, she might not come to see you."

"It seems that people are like this, they don't like people who are too humble." Meng Ziqing was a little lost in thought, "The ones who are too humble give up everything about themselves, they don't have any self-personality, they are called vassals."

Meng Ziqing's ecstasy happened again, and many clips flashed before her eyes, but the clips were still blurry and couldn't be seen clearly.

I used to be a vassal—

In the body of the character in the book, the vassal regains his personality by dying again and again.

"It's aggrieved to be a vassal." Meng Ziqing murmured.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Ning's voice brought Meng Xi back to his senses, "How could I lose all my family property for Qin Yue, I'm not stupid, and she doesn't deserve it either."

"My family was built with the hard work of several generations. I gave up all kinds of things for her. I'm sorry to say otherwise. I can't even forgive my ancestors." Song Ning spoke realistically.

"And I didn't think I could catch up with her."

"what?"

Song Ning's words were too straightforward, Meng Ziqing raised her eyes in disbelief, "Don't you tell yourself every day... do you like Qin Yue?"

The world can learn from each other, whenever Meng Ziqing sees Song Ning and Qin Yue together, Song Ning's heartfelt voice of "I like it, I like it, I like it" will come out annoyed.

This caused Meng Ziqing to find Song Ning particularly unpleasant.

Some people have a broken mouth, but Song Ning has a broken heart.

Meng Ziqing was really laughed at this time, "Since you know that you can't catch up with her, you have no chance, so you still chase her?"

"You have never had an idol at first glance." Song Ning glanced at Meng Ziqing upon hearing this.

Song Ning's eyes became pure, and her tone was full of longing, "I like Senior Sister Qin, not Qin Yue."

"That powerful, beautiful, and calm talented painting girl—Senior Qin." Song Ning couldn't help but smile, "Even when she grows up, she is still successful, even more dazzling than when she was a teenager."

"Why is this kind of person not likable? Who wouldn't want to be such a person?!" Song Ning asked with her eyes slightly open.

"So that's how it is." Meng Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and after a random reaction, his tone became somewhat clear.

"What you like is the senior sister Qin who was in full bloom in her youth, not Qin Yue, and never has been." Meng Ziqing stared at Song Ning, not knowing why the nameless sadness in his heart dissipated.

Meng Ziqing seemed to understand the reason why Song Ning was able to regain her spirit in just one night after receiving such a mental blow from Meng Ziqing, and dangled in front of Qin Yue again.

Song Ning likes senior sister Qin, not the real Qin Yue.

After all, she has never had contact with the real Qin Yue.

Song Ning has come to the present step by step by relying on the idea of ​​Senior Sister Qin when she was young.

In her heart, Senior Sister Qin is synonymous with strength and perfection, and also the person she wants to be.Sister Qin is her idol and her motivation to climb up.

But now Song Ning doesn't really care about how Qin Yue is a living person. What she cares about is Qin Yue's current success.

——This is the success of senior sister Qin when she grows up, and it is also the driving force for her to move towards the perfect woman in her heart.

"Song Ning, what you really care about is Qin Yue's current rights, status, and success." Meng Ziqing said firmly.

"You are a mountain climber. To you, the word senior sister Qin is not a person, but a peak, the peak you want to climb to."

"It's not so much that you like Qin Yue, it's better to say that you, Song Ning, like yourself who likes so much and works so hard towards Qin Yue."

When Meng Ziqing heard that he liked it, it was Song Ning who said it to himself.

That voice was not the truth, it was Song Ning's self-hypnosis.

If Song Ning hadn't come over today to remind Meng Xi of being gentle and cool, she might have been fooled.

"You're right to say that." Song Ning didn't deny it, "Anyway, no matter what, I won't give up in the next half month."

"I know this is a waste of effort for monkeys to catch the moon, but so what." Song Ning thought of her firmness when she walked towards her goal step by step in the past ten years, her eyes were moist, "I No regrets."

"It took me ten years to move towards the goal in my heart. I have never regretted it. Even if there is a short-term weakness, I can overcome her in the next moment. So even if it is a matter that has no results at all, I Do it too."

"This is the best explanation I can give to myself who have been working hard in the past ten years."

"I had a great idol in this best decade, and today, ten years later, I meet her and she is still shining in the crowd just like she was back then."

Song Ning thought of the shock of seeing Qin Yue in the live broadcast room for the first time, she said proudly. "Of course, I'm not bad either."

"I, an admirer who is not known to her, have transformed very, very well in these ten years."

Now that she has transformed into a very good admirer, she can finally have the courage to stand in front of her idol and give her a gift.

She gave Qin Yue a gift, but she was the one who thanked her.

She thanked herself for giving her youth a perfect explanation.

Thinking of this, Song Ning couldn't help turning red eyes.

"Hey, don't you want to cry." Meng Ziqing listened to Song Ning's sour and provocative words, she had a headache and supported her forehead, "Don't cry, you will go out with red eyes in a while, the program team and Wang Shen doesn’t know how to make noise, it’s very annoying.”

"Why do you like Tao Tao so much, spelled like this for the popularity of her show, does Tao Tao know?"

"You will destroy the atmosphere!" Song Ning was interrupted by Meng Ziqing, and said angrily, "Say less, comfort and encourage others, and your mouth will not break."

"Which law stipulates that a person has to comfort a rival in love?" Meng Ziqing leaned away from her, waved his hand and refused, "It's all green tea, and I refuse moral kidnapping."

"You better say a few words less!"

The tea in her hand finally cooled down, Song Ning took a breath for herself, struggled for half a minute, and finally suppressed the soreness in her heart.

She cleared her throat and said, "I'm here today, and you know other than Wen Siliang will trip you up these days. I'm going to customize a bracelet for Senior Sister Qin."

Meng Ziqing became interested, leaned over slightly and asked, "What do you want?"

Song Ning looked at Meng Ziqing's somewhat expectant look, which completely lacked the image she had on the outside. She rolled her eyes bluntly, but still replied, "It has elements of stars."

——A star whose goal is to transform into the moon.

"Oh...then you go for it—" Meng Ziqing elongated her voice, her broken hair swaying with her movements, lazily and easy-going.

In Song Ning's eyes, seeing Meng Ziqing is indebted.

She clenched the corner of her clothes tightly with her fingers, and couldn't help but asked, "Will you watch Qin Yue put on the bracelet I gave you then?"

Song Ning knew that Meng Ziqing understood that she gave Qin Yue the bracelet as a thank you gift, but with Meng Ziqing's narrow mind, how could she be so magnanimous to let Qin Yue wear it?

Maybe she will also customize a bracelet, Qin Yue will definitely choose Meng Ziqing's without thinking, and will not even accept her things.

Hearing the voice of his heart, Meng Zun raised his eyebrows lightly, and he was unusually not vicious and funny, "Don't worry, I don't have a habit of deliberately giving away anything."

Hope ignited in Song Ning's eyes, "Then you..."

"Don't even think about it." Meng Ziqing interrupted neatly, she frowned, and looked at her with a look of "don't be too greedy", "Without my trouble, Qin Yue will definitely accept your gift, and I will accept it too." I won't throw it away for you afterwards, as for the others..."

"That's my wife, stay away from her. Thank you." She finally thanked her lightly.

"Farewell, let me thank you." Song Ning gritted her teeth, "I already said what I was going to give away, shouldn't you also tell me what you are going to give away?"

Song Ning: "Exchange news, reciprocity, sister."

Meng Ziqing: ...Why do these words sound so familiar?

Meng Ziqing stared at Song Ning for a few seconds, then said slowly, "I'm giving you a necklace, which contains the elements of the sun."

"The sun?" Song Ning's mouth twitched.

The stars look up to the moon, but the moon is only bright and dim because of the rise and fall of the sun.

She is a star, and Meng Ziqing is the sun. What is the difference between her being the first day of junior high school and Meng Ziqing being the fifteenth day of junior high school.

You really can't overestimate her.

Giving a gift also requires a dignified look.

"However, Meng Ziqing, do you really like Qin Yue?" Song Ning raised her eyes and asked doubtfully, "I've been puzzled these past few days. I was thinking that according to the age you met Qin Yue at that time, What can you understand."

Meng Ziqing's eyes moved slightly, but she didn't make a sound, listening to Song Ning continue.

Song Ning: "At the age of seven, you know what liking is, but you can't tell the type of liking, and you can't develop a love for Qin Yue. You even said that you have long ago loved Qin Yue in the past 15 years. Passers-by who appeared in my life for a few months are completely forgotten."

Song Ning: "Qin Yue is a year older, so she probably remembers some, but the details are still relatively vague."

Song Ning: "So the time you really spend together is only these two months, Meng Ziqing, have you really fallen in love with Qin Yue during these two months?"

Song Ning raised her eyes and said slowly, "My liking for Qin Yue is not called love, but what about yours?"

"The kind you like so much?"

A slightly indifferent female voice wrote a response in the slightly empty office, obviously in a very gentle tone.And like a soft knife, it knocks open the hardest shell in people's hearts.

Meng Ziqing leaned lazily on the waist of the seat and froze, "Qin Yue and I called each other wife when we were in Tibet."

"Just call me, who doesn't have many wives and husbands yet." Song Ning tilted her head, "I'm talking about whether you like her to the point of loving her. You are vague now, which proves that you have something in your heart." ghost."

"The relationship between you and her is not that deep at all."

"How much do you like Qin Yue? Do you like it to the point of love..."

The sun was setting and the golden red waves were swinging on the desk. Song Ning's questioning voice seemed to be still echoing in my ears. Meng Zi cleared the pen in my hand and stared at the drawing under my hand. I was a little lost for a while .

At noon, Song Ning was pushed out of the office by Meng Ziqing during her lunch break, but her question remained.

It remained in Meng Ziqing's mind, replaying it like a psychopath.

The more Meng Ziqing didn't want to think about it, the louder the question would be played back, which caused Meng Ziqing to lose his mind from time to time, and his work efficiency this afternoon would be greatly reduced.

"Xiao Mengdong? Do you still have to work overtime today?" The assistant's tentative words came from the ear, "You have already dealt with all the urgent matters."

Meng Zi came back to her senses, she shook her head at the assistant, got up to tidy up and refused, "I won't work overtime today, I'm a little tired, go home early and rest."

The assistant smiled, "Okay, after spinning around for several days, Xiao Meng Dong should also take a good rest."

"Hmm..." Meng Ziqing packed up, carried her bag and walked out.

The staff of the program group who were fishing at public expense outside the office were a little surprised by Meng Ziqing's "laziness" today.But he still put down the top game in his hands neatly, and started recording with the equipment on his shoulders.

Meng Shi is not far from Meng Ziqing's apartment, and it takes less than 3 minutes to drive, which is not as long as her parking time.

The photographer followed Meng Ziqing all the way to the door of the apartment. For some reason, Meng Ziqing suddenly paused at the door.

The photographer behind him almost stopped the car with the equipment in his arms. He stabilized his body and asked, "What's wrong with Ms. Meng?"

Meng Ziqing's ears moved, his eyes casually glanced at the safe passage not far away, and he opened his mouth slowly, "It's okay..."

She turned to the photographer and said, "I'm also a little tired today, and I won't go out for a while. I'm going to take a shower and go to sleep, to save my energy, and then move back to the villa after get off work tomorrow. You can go back early today."

The photographer was pleasantly surprised, and he didn't care to ring his WeChat phone two or three times, "Really, Miss Meng, you're moving back tomorrow, can't you wait until next week?"

He suddenly thought of Meng Ziqing's work, "Is it convenient for you to work? Will it be too much trouble?"

"No, the busiest period of time has passed, and the rest is all finishing work." Meng Ziqing's brows and eyes were gentle, and people couldn't help but listen to and do what she said, "How many times?" I don’t see you, I still miss them a little bit.”

"I'll get a good night's sleep for a few days, and you'll have a good rest when you go back. I'm going to surprise them tomorrow." She winked at the cameraman playfully.

The photographer's WeChat rang again and again.

The photographer didn't care about this, he nodded excitedly, "Okay! Ms. Meng has a good rest today, then I'll go first!"

"Be careful on the road, I'll go in first." Meng Ziqing held the fingerprint lock and entered the door under the moving gaze of the photographer.

"Great, Ms. Meng is finally coming back." The cameraman turned his head with emotion, and suddenly met three pairs of resentful eyes and resentful faces.

"Oh my god!" The photographer jumped, and the camera vibrated violently in the air.

When it was clear that it was a staff member of the same program group, his heart that was too hot to beat was relieved. The cameraman calmed himself down and exposed his restrained Northeast dialect, "I said why are you here? Now you Why don't you go with Qin Yue?"

"We came here with Qin Yue!" The staff was angry, "She said that Meng Ziqing's family is small, and it is crowded when we all go in. Why don't we let you go in alone, and we can also record Meng Ziqing's expression when he sees her, But why did you let her in by herself!"

She excitedly held up her mobile phone, which was green, "How many WeChat messages we sent you, you didn't read any of them, bastard!"

"What?" The photographer was stunned. He looked at them, and then looked back at the tightly closed gate, thinking of Meng Ziqing's glance at the security exit just now.

He blinked his eyes for a moment and couldn't describe the various feelings in his heart.

The next second he reacted, he threw the camera directly to the staff next to him, and took pictures of the gate of Meng Zunqing's house, "Miss Meng, you can't trick me!"

"It's just six o'clock, and we still have to record and broadcast live!"

"Your intentional avoidance of recording in this way violates the contract..."

The next second, the door of Meng Ziqing's house opened.

It was Qin Yue who came out.

"What's matter?"

The woman who also worked for a whole day was wearing a black suit, her red lips were tightly pursed, her brows and eyes were cold and she looked very unapproachable, the dim light of the corridor came down, her white palms with clear hands rested casually on the door, tall and tall Blocking the indoor scene, the whole body is full of the aura of a high-ranking person who is not easy to mess with.

The staff looked at each other hesitantly, swallowed, and boldly did not retreat.

"Miss Qin, we want to complete the next recording."

"What are you going to record?" Qin Yue raised his eyes, very coldly, "Why are you recording?"

Staff: "Because it needs to be edited into a film, and as two popular contestants in the romance drama, getting along alone after the Cold War is very attractive."

"But don't worry, we will record and live broadcast until eight o'clock."

"It's six o'clock in the afternoon, and it will be night in one or two hours. Are you sure that the period between your recording and live broadcast is a selling point or not?" Qin Yue looked over, "Are you sure?"

The staff member's face turned yellow, and he got it completely, "Ah, this..."

He said in a low voice, "Isn't it because we are still here?" Why do you have to restrain yourself in front of outsiders, don't really block the live broadcast.

"We don't mind." Qin Yue said bluntly, as if it was true, you can come in if you want, our usual casual attitude frightened the staff.

Staff: Do you hear that this is a human language! !

Don't put on a face like a cold lonely moon, and say such non-offline words!

"Also, since you said that you want to edit the video into a film, are you sure that after you come in, the recorded things can be put into the film?" Qin Yue asked again, hitting the nail on the head, "Or do you want to see the world and see other people? How do late-night shifts work, so you can accumulate some experience."

"No, no, no! No!" The staff quickly denied, "I didn't!"

Qin Yue: "True or false?"

"Really not!" The staff gritted their teeth. They all realized that this place is not suitable for staying for a long time. "Let's get off work first, so we won't disturb the night life of the two of you. Goodbye!"

"Oh, bye."

"Bang -" a sound.The door of Meng Ziqing's house was closed again.

The laughter behind her could hardly be restrained, Qin Yue turned her head helplessly, and shifted her gaze to Meng Ziqing who was jokingly looking at her in front of the sofa, her ears inevitably turned red, "Stop laughing..."

"Wow, I thought so, my sister said such things to people." Meng Ziqing did not follow Qin Yue's wish, she imitated Qin Yue's indifference, "Do you just want to see what other people do? Do you want to gain some experience for yourself?"

Qin Yue: "Meng Ziqing!"

"Uh huh..." Meng Ziqing was acting like a fool, he didn't even think about being serious with Qin Yue, he just wanted to pass this time by whatever means he could.

Meng Zi Qingyuan was not as relaxed and natural as she looked on her face.

At noon, what Song Ning asked herself was still in her mind, and Qin Yue's sudden visit made her already clear mind even more confused.

If you talk seriously now, she will collapse.

But Qin Yue didn't want to and didn't want to do what she wanted.

She walked towards Meng Ziqing step by step, the sound of the high heels she had not changed was crisp, but the brightly lit living room was filled with oppressive heaviness for no reason, the tall figure of a woman cast a shadow over Meng Ziqing, as if she was an inescapable prisoner cage.

Looking at those blue eyes and her, Meng Ziqing could gradually feel Qin Yue's warm breath on her eyebrows and eyes, bringing out a little itchiness and wetness, which made her squint. eyes, she shouted, "Qin Yue, you are too close now."

It was indeed too close, which made Meng Ziqing feel a little danger from Qin Yue—the danger that made her heart beat faster.

"But we are so close, you can still run." Qin Yue pressed Meng Ziqing's resisting hand forcibly, and clasped his five fingers tightly, "If you change cars and change residences, you will not answer or respond to the phone and WeChat. Here, but I dare not come to you, because I am afraid, afraid that you will hate me."

"You said how cruel you are, and you still refuse to talk to me after you're like this. You hold me in your hand, and if you want to play with it, you can put it aside when you get tired of it."

"I didn't..." Meng Ziqing's eyes dodged a little guilty when she spoke, she turned her face away from Qin Yue, "I'm busy with work."

"Busy?" Qin Yue laughed softly, her tongue was as cold as a poisonous tongue, she slowly pinched Meng Ziqing's turned face, and asked, "Meng Ziqing, have you hid enough?"

Meng Ziqing said stiffly: "I didn't hide..."

Qin Yue then smiled with crooked eyes, looking very happy, "It doesn't matter if you haven't avoided it, be obedient——"

"I've had enough."