"Mrs. Yu, Mo Shao, can we start now?"

The female reporter looked at Ning Qiao and Yu shaomo and asked, while the photographer kept taking pictures of them from the perspective of patients.

On this occasion, Ning Qiaoqiao of course wants to give Yu shaomo face. She turns her head with a smile and looks at Yu shaomo. She is particularly docile.

"Yes." Yu shaomo's lofty handsome face was full of strength, his expression nodded faintly, his big hand with clear bones stretched out, and naturally held Ning Qiao's small hand.

Whoever marries such a man is worthy of envy,

Yu shaomo's action made the female reporter look at Ning Qiao more, then smiled, coughed and said, "Hello, let's start now. In fact, you two don't have to be nervous. Let's treat our on-site visit as a chat!

Let's start with our feelings. We all know that after Mo Shao's marriage, the outside world is very curious about your wife, but you and Mrs. Yu rarely appear in public, and there are few external responses, which makes us all feel very mysterious. I don't know what Mo Shao and Mrs. yu think of this matter. "

"It doesn't matter. There's nothing to care about." The expression on Yu shaomo Jun's face was faint and cold, and he said briefly.

This answer is in line with Yu shaomo's consistent style, but it's too cold.

The female reporter still kept a professional smile, nodded, put all her hopes on Ning Qiaoqiao, and hoped that she could answer longer: "I don't know, Mrs. Yu, do you think so? It's also because you have the same personality as Mo Shao. Don't you care what others think? "

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned, his purple grape eyes flashed, his delicate little face pulled a smile, looked at the female reporter and said, "no, our two personalities are very different. My husband always doesn't care what others say about him, so he seldom goes to see how some media outside report us. I usually surf the Internet and watch some of these news. We don't respond because we are usually too busy, and if we have to respond to every news about us, it will be very tired. "

"From Mrs. Yu's words, we can tell that you and Mo Shao have very different personalities! So what's inconvenient or interesting about living together? "

The female reporter asked again.

“……”

This time, Yu shaomo didn't speak, but looked directly at Ning Qiaoqiao. His eyes were dark in his sharp eagle eyes.

Interesting place?

In fact, there are many interesting places.

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed, like thinking of something. He looked up at the female reporter, smiled and said, "yes. In fact, everyone should know that there is a big gap between my husband and me. At the beginning, we did make some jokes, but now after running in, it's much better. "

"Can Mrs. Yu give an example?" Asked the female reporter.

……

Ning Qiaoqiao never thought that an interview with a magazine would become a memoir.

Every question mentioned by the female reporter makes Ning Qiaoqiao inevitably think of the past. For example, when she was just with Yu shaomo, did Yu shaomo propose to her, or married Yu shaomo at such a young age, does she have any pressure

Ning Qiaoqiao answered one by one slowly. In fact, these questions not only made her involuntarily recall the past, but also for Yu shaomo sitting next to her.

Yu shaomo's sharp eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiaoqiao without trace, patiently listened to Ning Qiaoqiao chatting with female reporters, and there was a touch of complexity at the bottom of his eyes.

She remembered so many things so clearly!

But why did she remember so clearly? Is it because these things happened in her life and she has a good memory, so she wrote them down, or because these things are very important to her, so she remembered them?

As time went by, it was already ten o'clock at noon.

When the female reporter had almost seen the piece, she smiled at Ning Qiaoqiao and said, "today's chat with Mrs. Yu is really very pleasant. It's not early now. We can answer the last question. Christmas is coming soon. I hope Mrs. Yu will send blessings to our readers and friends, and I hope Mrs. Yu can send some messages to our other lovers. "

Message

Ning Qiao's purple grape eyes flashed and looked at the female reporter. His delicate little face smiled and said, "I wish you all a happy Christmas and hope that every pair of lovers in the world can get married, sweet. I hope everyone can understand and tolerate each other when they get along with their other half in life, so that their feelings can go far. "

"Well, what else does Mo Shao have to say? You haven't spoken much today. Most of the people responsible for answering questions are Mrs. Yu. "

The female reporter smiled at Yu shaomo and said.

Yu shaomo's sharp eagle eyes took a dim look at Ning Qiaoqiao and said, "what I want to say is very simple, just like what I did today. When a woman is talking, a man just needs to listen. Whether she is right or not, you think what she said is right, so as to avoid a lot of trouble."

"Ha ha, you are so humorous. That's all for today's interview. Thank you, Mo Shao, and Mrs. Yu for your cooperation. "

The female reporter said with a smile. She stood up and shook hands with Ning Qiaoqiao and Yu shaomo. The other two men also shook hands with them. Then she packed her things and was ready to leave.

Neither of the them said anything meaningful or meaningful. Ning Qiaoqiao kept smiling on her small face until female reporter left president's room.

"Then you're busy with your business. I'll go back first."

Ning Qiao turned and looked at Yu shaomo, smiled and said.

She's leaving so soon! As for being so impatient!

Yu shaomo's cold handsome face suddenly sank, the temperature in his sharp eagle eyes dropped a little, and his face stared at Ning Qiao.

In the final analysis, he is a man with self-esteem. If Ning Qiaoqiao usually plays such a small game with him at other times, he can't coax him.

But now go to coax Ning Qiaoqiao. For a man like Yu shaomo, it's no different. So others hit him on the left face, and he put his right face out to others!

Ning Qiao stopped for a few seconds. Seeing that Yu shaomo didn't say anything, he picked up his bag and went outside.

"Mo Shao..."

Ning Qiaoqiao walked out of the president's office. Lu Yao frowned and looked at her back as she walked farther and farther in the corridor.

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