Song Qingzhou counted the numbers in his bank card, his peach blossom eyes smiling like crescent moons.
The remuneration was settled very quickly, and it was credited to Song Qingzhou's bank card on the third day after the last variety show. Song Qingzhou was very satisfied with the speed.
Just when she was immersed in the beautiful dream weaved by money, her cell phone rang. When Song Qingzhou saw that it was Mo Ziqian's call, she picked it up:
Mo Ziqian: Are you counting the money?
Song Qingzhou was surprised: Can you hear my voice even from such a distance?
Mo Ziqian: I guessed.
Song Qingzhou: The guess is accurate, but there is no reward.
Mo Ziqian laughed softly: When are you going to move?
Song Qingzhou clasped his fingers and said: This weekend, you can help me move together. I will buy some things and send them over in the next few days.
Mo Ziqian: I'm at your disposal.
Song Qingzhou stayed at home for two days after finishing the variety show recording. In addition to writing novels, she ate and slept every day. Her parents have not retired yet, so she stayed at home alone most of the time.
However, it was not very convenient to live with her parents in the countryside. Occasionally she wanted to stay up late or something, so the bright light told her mother, so Song Qingzhou decided to move to the house that Mo Ziqian gave her. After all, it was empty. What a waste.
As for Song Qingzhou's parents, after hearing the news, they looked at her and said to her seriously: "Zi Qian is a good child. It would be best for you to get along with her more. But you have only known each other for three months. You have to keep a good balance..."
Song Qingzhou was silent. She just wanted to stay at home comfortably by herself, not to live with Mo Ziqian. However, her mother's words did make her think of this. The company where Mo Ziqian worked was only about 10 meters away from the house. Kilometers, maybe try living together?
Song Qingzhou didn't like beating around the bush, so he asked Mo Ziqian directly. Mo Ziqian said that if Song Qingzhou agreed, he could live here. Song Qingzhou thought it was okay, so he had already decided to help Song Qingzhou move this weekend. After returning home, he also moved here.
Song Qingzhou went to the house in advance to take a look. There were no major problems with the overall furniture and soft furnishings. In the past few days, she had contacted several masters to come over for repairs and maintenance. Mo Ziqian went to the house after get off work every day. Check the situation inside and keep an eye on the progress.
Soon the weekend arrived. Song Qingzhou packed up his and Xiao Yun Yun's things early, and then waited for Mo Ziqian to come over. The plaster on Mo Ziqian's foot was finally removed a few days ago, but today he called a cargo puller. They pulled him over and waited until Song Qingzhou's things were loaded into the car before they drove Song Qingzhou's car to the new house together.
After sorting out all the things, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Song Qingzhou and Mo Ziqian went directly downstairs to a nearby shopping mall to eat something. Song Qingzhou's examination report showed that she was recovering well, so she could simply Eat some food with stronger taste.
After eating, Song Qingzhou took Mo Ziqian to the jewelry store in the mall, planning to buy some cute pillows and dolls for her home. Halfway through the shopping, she saw the aromatherapy diffuser, so she decided to buy a few more aromatherapy diffusers to put in her home and living room. , bedroom, and study. Mo Ziqian stood aside and watched Song Qingzhou not far away smelling the aroma seriously one by one, with a faint smile on his lips.
At this time, two girls came over and asked: "Can the handsome guy give me his contact information?"
Mo Ziqian lowered his head slightly and said, "Sorry, it's inconvenient."
Just as one of the girls was about to say something, the other girl pulled her away. After she walked away, the girl said, "That's Mo Ziqian."
The girl who was pulled away looked confused: "Who is Mo Ziqian? What's wrong with him? Can't we ask for his contact information?"
The girl immediately informed: "Mo Ziqian is a male guest in a love variety show. The name of the variety show is "Workers Must Have Love," and he and a female guest named Song Qingzhou announced that they were officially together. ”
The girl who was pulled away waved her hand and said, "That must be the effect of the variety show. All such love variety shows have scripts."
The other girls looked around and then spotted Song Qingzhou not far away. They immediately pointed at her and said, "Look, that girl is Song Qingzhou. They are really together. Let me tell you... "
The little incident caused by these two girls did not affect Mo Ziqian and Song Qingzhou. After shopping, they walked back home slowly.
Song Qingzhou placed the pillows and dolls he bought on the sofa, and then placed aromatherapy with different scents in various locations. Mo Ziqian looked at the house that seemed familiar to him, and felt that this house was similar to before, but different. There's an extra doll there, an extra cup here, and some extra hangings on the wall.
Mo Ziqian's eyes carefully looked at the entire room inch by inch, and finally his eyes fell on Song Qingzhou. Yes, the biggest change in this room was that there was Song Qingzhou in the room, and the cold room became warmer.
Song Qingzhou looked at his decoration with satisfaction, turned to look at Mo Ziqian and said: "This will be my new home from now on. I have played a lot of house games since I was a child and decorated my cabin. This time I finally played Here comes the real version, thank you for the gift."
Seeing her smiling happily, Mo Ziqian's expression became softer. He touched Song Qingzhou's head and said, "No need to thank me. I also want to thank the owner of this house for letting me live in."
Song Qingzhou waved his hands pretending to be proud and said: "It's okay, it's okay. I won't charge you rent and will let you live for free."
Mo Ziqian looked at her seriously, and then slowly lowered his head. Song Qingzhou watched as Mo Ziqian's face got closer and closer to him, until his lips touched his own. Song Qingzhou's cheeks turned red. , she heard Mo Ziqian whisper: "Since you don't charge my rent, I can only repay you in other ways."
Feeling the softness on her lips, Song Qingzhou opened her mouth slightly unconsciously. Her mind went blank, leaving only one thought. This kid is really good at it.
Song Qingzhou was supported by Mo Ziqian and fell down on the sofa, leaning on the pillow she had just bought. She felt that she could no longer hear anything clearly, and the scene in front of her was blurry. However, both of them were still patients, so they just made a fuss. After a while, Mo Ziqian hugged Song Qingzhou quietly, and the two of them just lay on the sofa together, saying nothing, enjoying the beauty of their world.
