Taotie and Zhulong looked at each other and remained silent in tacit agreement.
Song Qingzhou subconsciously thought of the scene of sitting in a car with Bai Ze. He was as cold as a big iceberg, so he tried to struggle: "Well, I will be at the company at eight-thirty, and I have to go out at eight. ."
Bai Ze just said that he doesn't go to work until nine o'clock, so this time doesn't match up.
Bai Ze turned his head and looked at her and said, "I went out at eight o'clock."
Song Qingzhou wanted to say something else, but as soon as he turned his head, he ran straight into a pair of dark eyes. His eyes were indifferent and without a trace of ripples.
When the words of refusal reached her lips, she couldn't say them out. The next second, she comforted herself. Bai Ze was willing to take her to the company for the sake of the show's effect. It would be impolite to refuse anymore.
So she tried her best to put on a smile: "Then I will ask the 4S shop to pick up the car tomorrow. Please give me a ride tomorrow morning, Bai Ze."
Bai Ze nodded coldly.
That ends the late-night adult topic raised by Song Qingzhou.
It was getting late, so the nine-tailed fox stretched and said, "Then let's stop here today, friends, get some rest early."
Everyone said good night to each other and went back to their rooms. The next step was today's messaging session.
Without any thought, Song Qingzhou opened the chat box with Bai Ze and sent a message: "Song Qingzhou."
Just when she sent the message, it showed that the other party was typing, and the next second, a message popped up: "Mo Ziqian."
Song Qingzhou held her phone and looked at it. Mo Ziqian. It turned out that Bai Ze's name was Mo Ziqian. Just as an idea popped into her head, her eyelids became heavy. The next second she fell asleep with her head sideways while holding her phone. .
Bai Ze, also known as Mo Ziqian, saw that the chat box on his mobile phone kept showing that the other party was typing. The two of them exchanged names and could continue chatting. However, after a few minutes, it still showed that the other party was typing. Mo Ziqian frowned. Put down your phone and prepare to read a book for a while.
Before going to bed after reading the book, Mo Ziqian took his phone again. Seeing that there was no new news, he changed Pixiu to Song Qingzhou, then closed his eyes and went to sleep.
The cream of mushroom soup she makes is delicious.
At this time, Suzaku thought about it, opened Pixiu's dialog box, edited the text and sent it. Then she received a message from Zhulong: "My name is Xu Sinian, make a friend."
Suzaku wrinkled his nose, hum, said her braised pork is not delicious, who wants to know your name and still be friends, hum.
She put down her phone and prepared to sleep. After lying down for a while, she turned over again, then picked up her phone and changed Zhulong's note to Xu Sinian. Then she put down her phone and continued to close her eyes.
The same thing happened to Jiuweihu and Taotie. Jiuweihu held her mobile phone and her exquisite manicure crossed the screen of the mobile phone. She swiped the five codenames on the interface and finally clicked on the chat box with Pixiu.
Before the message was sent out, Jiuweihu received a message from Taotie, "Let me meet you again, my name is Chu Ziang."
The nine-tailed fox's narrow red phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and he changed Taotie's note to Chu Zi'ang, then closed the chat box with him without mercy, reopened Pixiu's chat box, and clicked send.
Song Qingzhou's phone vibrated slightly again. She frowned subconsciously, released the phone from her arms, turned over and continued to sleep deeply.
The program team did not install cameras in the guests' bedrooms, but Director Wang Mian could see the chat messages on all the guests' mobile phones. This was also mentioned to all the guests in advance.
Seeing the interaction between the six people, he touched his chin and showed a meaningful smile. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call someone, but after a while, he turned off the phone screen.
The alarm clock rang at 7:20 the next morning on time, "Workers get up and go to work!"
Song Qingzhou closed his eyes and touched his cell phone to turn off the alarm clock. Then ten minutes later, the alarm clock rang again, "It's time for workers to get up and go to work!"
This time she opened the quilt suddenly, and the cold air swept in instantly, taking away every ounce of warmth from her body. The laborer had to be hard enough on himself to crawl out of the warm bed in the cold early winter.
Song Qingzhou closed his eyes and prepared to wash up, but within a few steps, his forehead came into close contact with the wall.
Oh, this is in Chengyuan, not in my own nest.
Song Qingzhou touched her forehead and tried to keep her eyes wide open to prevent her eyelids from drooping. She walked into the bathroom and washed her face with cold water. Only then did she truly wake up.
Monday Monday, dying.
Song Qingzhou doesn't wear makeup when she goes to work, so after washing briefly, she changed clothes and went downstairs. At 7:45, she still had fifteen minutes to make breakfast.
When making dinner yesterday, Song Qingzhou thought about today's breakfast - Kuaishou sandwich.
Quickly fry eggs and bacon in a pan, add two slices of bread and a few slices of lettuce and tomato, and you have a nutritious and delicious sandwich.
The only thing Song Qingzhou was a little confused about was how many servings to make.
Naturally, she didn't need to worry about other people's breakfast, but today Mo Ziqian took her to work on the way, so it was best to bring him a portion.
At this time, Song Qingzhou turned her head silently to see if Mo Ziqian was downstairs. When her eyes turned to the stairs, she met Mo Ziqian's eyes as he was going downstairs.
Because it was a working day, Mo Ziqian dressed more formally today, wearing a dark gray turtleneck sweater and a suit-collared wool coat. His hair was still slightly damp under the black half-feather mask. There seems to be a touch of water vapor on the body.
Sweaters and coats come into my heart.
Song Qingzhou likes this kind of outfit so much. As a girl who is 1.72 meters tall, she likes to visit the men's clothing area, but the clothes inside are too loose for her, so most of the time she can only pass Eye addiction.
Mo Ziqian walked to the restaurant and saw that Song Qingzhou seemed to be still a little awake, with a stubborn strand of bangs on his forehead, and his indifferent eyes fell on her.
Song Qingzhou reacted, raised a packed sandwich in his hand and asked, "Would you like a sandwich?"
Mo Ziqian originally wanted to say not to eat. He was accustomed to drinking a protein drink after morning exercise in the morning. However, when he thought of the taste of the cream of mushroom soup last night, the only word that came out of his mouth was: "Eat."
Seeing the hint of rejection on his face, Song Qingzhou had already thought about having another sandwich as afternoon tea, but then he heard the boy opposite's affirmative answer.
So she stretched out her half-retracted hand. Mo Ziqian took the sandwich and lightly touched Song Qingzhou's fingers with his fingers. A chill came from his fingertips, making his fingers pause subconsciously, but His pause was so short that Song Qingzhou didn't feel it at all.
