Chapter 356

However, Yan Yiqing's next sentence made him take back the smile quickly, "is Mr. Rong very happy?"

"Of course I'm happy that you can trust me and leave it to me." Rong Mo's reaction is not bad“ Is that... Excuse me? "

Yan Yiqing hummed coldly beside his neck and didn't answer.

"I know you still have a knot in your heart." Rong Mo followed Yan Yiqing's hair with her fingers, but she still didn't resist. She was in a better mood. "So I thought about it. Even if you want to continue to live in Xia Yijian, it doesn't matter. You don't want to cancel the contract."

"Is it?" Yanyiqing pick eyebrow, "that I want to return Mr. Rong how much money?"

"Pay back the interest for ten years first." Allow Mo to lightly sigh a, side face to find out speech Yi fine lips finally kiss to go down.

Yan Yiqing is obviously a little confused, because she is still a little stiff when she is suddenly kissed, but she doesn't struggle. Instead, she just raises her face and is gently and pestering. After a while, she murmurs when Rong Mo leaves, "you want to be beautiful."

Rong Mo laughs and lowers his head to make their forehead touch each other, as if he can directly convey his ideas to Yan Yiqing from there, "I like you."

Yan Yiqing looked away, "you said it many times."

Rong Mo said, "I like you."

Yan Yiqing was a little annoyed and looked up at him, "I don't like you!"

This pair of eyes, Yan Yiqing felt a crisp on the tip of her heart. Rong Mo's eyes are full of her, affectionate to no distractions. If this is not Rong Mo, and the object is not her, Yan Yiqing can almost certainly say: This is love.

But she's in the game, and she's not sure about anything.

"I like you enough," Rong Mo said with a smile. "I don't want you to think that we are unequal. That will return to the previous pattern."

"I'll do what you say. Isn't that good?" Yan Yiqing hummed softly.

"I think you are willful to me, angry with me, bossy with me, and show me what you won't show in front of anyone else." Rong Mo said in a deep voice, and the magnetic voice that Yan Yiqing could never refuse sneaked into her ears, "because you are special to me, so I greedily want to be special to you."

Yan Yiqing's ears are a little hot. For a period of time without close contact with Rong Mo, she forgot how much influence this man had on herself. Because Xinfang has been shaken again and again today, Yanyiqing's will is so weak that she almost wants to surrender to her heart.

At this time, rongmo's mobile phone rings, and Yanyiqing's reason is pulled back to the line.

Rong Mo, who missed a good opportunity, is a little pinched. Seeing Yan Yiqing's eyes returning to the pure and bright, he sighs silently, releases his arm on Yan Yiqing's shoulder, and answers the phone, "Yilan?"

Next to Yan Yiqing as quietly as possible to take two deep breaths, to calm down, I wish I could open the phone trumpet to remind myself a hundred times: beauty is wrong, beauty is wrong!

"We're on our way back. We'll be there soon." Rong Mo is listening to the phone, suddenly he turns his head and looks at Yan Yiqing who has nothing to observe. "OK, I know." Rong Yilan said again what, he laughs, "no, you don't scare her."

Yan Yiqing can't help but look at him suspiciously.

"See you later." Let Mo hang up the phone, just smile to see Jin Yan Yi Qing's eyes, "how?"

Yan Yiqing thinks for two seconds and decides not to ask about other people's housework. What's more, she hasn't even met Rong Yilan. It's impolite to ask for information“ It's nothing. "

Rong Mo slowly shook his mobile phone at the end of the call, "Yi Lan told me that you admitted on the program that you paid attention to my micro blog?"

Yan Yiqing just felt a bang in her head - how could she forget it?!

"I, I didn't pay attention." Yan Yiqing said dryly, "it's for the effect of the program."

"You're really good at lying when you're not acting." Rong Mo sighs, he covers Yan Yiqing's side face with his broad palm, and his eyes are focused, "it's lovely to have a red face and a hard mouth."

Yan Yiqing was so angry that she wanted to bite him, "I'll take it now!"

"In this case, if I say anything about us in the future, you won't know for the first time." Rong Mo said narrowly, "I don't know what I'm going to say."

Yan Yi Qing can't help but stare big eyes, "what do you want to say?"

Rong Mo picked eyebrows, "what did Xia Yijian say on Weibo?"

Yan Yiqing groaned with a headache, "he alone is enough for my headache. Can't Mr. Rong let me save snacks?"

"Only children who can cry have sugar." Rongmo rogue said, "what's more, even if you take off, there will be countless good people calling you to see my every update, right?"

Yan Yiqing as long as think of every time Wu Jianlan update micro blog, her fans that momentum, feel more headache, a little weak, "OK, I don't take off."

Rong Mo picks up eyebrows, takes out his mobile phone and sends out a microblog.

Yan Yiqing looked at his actions and said, "what did you do?"

Rong Mo smiles but does not answer.

Yanyiqing endured for three seconds, turned and took out her mobile phone to open the list of quietly followed. At a glance, she saw that the lonely rongmo account in it sent another photo of her looking down at the script, which she didn't know when. The words were: quietly followed.

As a qualified newcomer, rongmo's microblog has only been sent out for dozens of seconds, and many comments have been made below.

Yan Yiqing carefully went in to have a look, the blessing of a water comment, hate can't poke his eyes.

"What's wrong with us paying close attention to each other?" Let Mo smile, "recognize this is when thing?"

Yan Yiqing stares at her eyelashes in the photo, thinks for a while, shakes her head, "No."

However, after waiting for a few seconds, Yan Yiqing didn't wait for Rong Mo's answer, frowning and looking up at him.

"Just a normal day." Rong Mo tilted his head, "you are reading the script, I suddenly feel that I would like to see this picture again in the future, so I shot it."

Yan Yiqing thought hard and couldn't remember. She finally gave up and attacked Rong Mo, "how many photos do you have of me?"

"Not much." Rong Mo has a tight mouth.

"Not much, how much?" Yan Yiqing is pressing forward step by step.

Rong Mo thought, "three figures."

"Hundreds?" Yan Yiqing looks at him inconceivably, "you have taken hundreds of photos secretly, but I have never noticed?"