Cold CEO With Warm Love

The sick city of Song Dynasty

It's not what she said. Wake her up when you get to the villa?

Why is she angry now that he wakes her up? Still so angry?

Song Zhicheng frowned and looked at the anger on the woman's face, very confused.

After Mo Qingling's roar, a cold wind just blew in from the window, dispersing her sleepiness.

It was also at this time that Mo Qingling saw clearly who was in front of her.

When I saw the face of song Zhicheng, the anger just now disappeared and immediately changed into a smiling face. Mo Qingling said with a smile: "Oh, it's brother of song Zhicheng."

Song Zhicheng stares at her silently, and her eyes twinkle with unknown feelings. It seems that she didn't expect that her face would change so quickly.

For a long time, the city of song just gave a faint hum from his throat and said, "here we are. Let's get off."

Mo Qingling grinned at him, scratched his head and asked, "what's that..." I just Didn't scare you? "

She is very angry when she gets up. Look at the present look of song Zhicheng Emmmm, isn't he scared by what she looked like just now?

Song Zhicheng shakes his head and doesn't say much. He opens the car door and goes to Mo Qingling's side. He reaches out his hand to open the car door for her. Then he reaches out his hand with great gentleness.

Mo Qingling looks at the hand he put in front of him, smiles, pushes him away, jumps down, and says in a tone that doesn't care: "brother Zhicheng, it's very late. You should go back to bed earlier. I'll go first. Bye bye."

Words fall, Mo Qingling also don't give song city a chance to reply, stretch out a hand to push open the villa door, quickly ran in.

But after a while, there was no figure.

The city of song stood outside the villa, looking at the front of a piece of black, for a long time did not return to God.

A moment later, he looked back and turned back into the car.

He put his hand on the steering wheel and was about to drive away. Mou Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of a mobile phone on the co driver's seat beside him. It was mo Qingling who had just run fast and forgot to take it away.

She didn't leave long ago, and the door of the villa was open and not closed.

Song Zhicheng has a chance to send his mobile phone to Mo Qingling, but he doesn't move. After staring at the mobile phone for a long time, I finally chose to drive away.

It's very rare for Mo Qingling to take the initiative to find him, except when she sometimes asks for him, she seldom takes the initiative to find him.

Now with this mobile phone, I believe the next time they meet, it should be very soon.

Maybe tomorrow?

Song Zhicheng doesn't know why he wants to meet Mo Qingling, but he just wants to.

Before driving away, he specially looked back at the villa and looked at the light on the second floor. Her smiling face flashed in his mind, and song Zhicheng's heart could not help shivering.

It seemed that something was quietly spreading in his heart.

……

The next morning, when Wen Yiyi woke up, there was no shadow of Mo Xiuchen.

She took the mobile phone at the head of the bed and looked at the time. It was already 9:30. Mo Xiuchen had already gone to the company. She yawned, got out of bed, went to the cloakroom and found a loose suit to change. After washing her face, she went downstairs.

Lu Shenjin obeys Mo Xiuchen's orders and sits on the sofa in the living room waiting for her.

Seeing her coming down, she quickly stood up and spoke to Wen Yiyi in a gentle voice: "Miss Wen, I'll take you to Mohist after breakfast."