I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

Wen Guixiao paced anxiously in the hotel room, round and round, until there was a light knock on the door.

She hurriedly opened the door and let Song Qingyue in, crying in a low voice, "Qingyue, I think Xiaolin will always kill me!"

The moment she took the stone, President Xiao Lin's eyes changed, overwhelming sourness, confusion and a little bit of hostility hit her like a flood.

"Why don't we give Boss Xiao Lin a notice first?" Wen Gui said timidly with a smile.

"Phew, there are still two more days, keep at it." Song Qingyue looked at Wen Gui with a smile encouragingly, but then he cried again, "Look at me, I'm done tonight."

Wen Gui smiled and nodded in agreement.

"By the way, the factory wants you to go there." Wen Guixiao took out his mobile phone, showed Song Qingyue the chat records between her and the person in charge of the factory, and translated it into Chinese thoughtfully, "I thought you wanted to It's just a plain circle, and that's what I said over there, but when I saw your design drawings, people were stupid."

"Also...well," Song Qingyue touched his nose and said awkwardly, "I just added a little plain pattern."

"Simple?" Wen Gui smiled, trembling, and clicked on the design drawing, "You call Phoenix simple?"

"Um, what I want is artistic conception, artistic conception, it's not difficult."

This goes back to the first night.

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"Sister Xiao, you are familiar with this place, do you know any places where you can customize crafts?"

Wen Gui smiled and nodded in confusion, "I know, many factories rely on this for their jobs. I have a few phones in my hand, and they are pretty reliable."

"That's good." Song Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, moved over, and whispered, "I checked when I came here. Is there a very beautiful strange stone here? The kind that many people collect, the red one that."

"Yes, there is."

The next line of Song Qingyue's words is not surprising, "Sister laughing, if you grind this kind of stone into plain rings, it will work."

"Vegetarian rings, what vegetarian rings? Donuts made of vegetables?" Wen Guixiao was a little too slow to react, and then he widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Ah!"

Her expression suddenly became indescribable, and she whispered, "If... shouldn't you order a diamond ring?"

Many possibilities popped up in Wen Guixiao's mind: Canary is deeply loved by the patron, and the patron accompanied him on a trip, and Canary mustered up the courage to propose marriage; Boss Xiaolin could not get married for various reasons, or refused Qingyue's intention to get married, so Qingyue wanted to push her a little bit, but she didn't dare to use the diamond ring... Messy thoughts were spinning in her mind, and they were in a ball.

"It's not a marriage proposal." Song Qingyue smiled, as if recalling something unspeakable, and sighed, "Marriage, she has already proposed."

on the bed.

Ugh.

Forget it, I don't want to.

"The main reason is that the diamond ring...is too ordinary," Song Qingyue muttered while holding his chin, frowning, "I want to give her something different."

She looked up and saw Wen Guixiao's complicated and loving eyes.

"Ah, what are you thinking, Sister Xiaoxiao?" Song Qingyue immediately understood her messy thoughts - after all, no one knew about the complicated relationship between himself and Lin Qingqian before, so it's normal to have misunderstandings.

"I chased her first, and it took me a long time to catch her. There is no such thing as you think!"

Wen Guixiao nodded, accepted Song Qingyue's explanation, looked at her curiously, and asked cautiously, "Then when were you together? Before the filming of "Lone Wolf"?"

It's no wonder she thought so. At that time, Boss Kobayashi threw [-] million tons and Song Qingyue was blown away by various marketing numbers.

"No, after the filming." Song Qingyue sighed, "It's quite complicated, I'll tell you when I have a chance."

"Well, how should I put it," she explained to Wen Guixiao, "things like rings, necklaces and bags are not very important to us."

There are piles at home.

"So every time I want to give a gift, I have a headache. This trip... Hey, it's actually our honeymoon."

After all, it might be very difficult for Lin Qingqian to spare such a long time.

"I thought I should leave something behind, and saw the travel introduction here, so I designed this picture a little bit."

After all, given Lin Qingqian's dull and stupid characteristics in certain aspects at certain times, she might not be able to think of this.

She sent the design document to Wen Guixiao, her eyes brightened, "It's just a plain circle, it shouldn't be difficult, right, I want to go to the beach to pick stones by myself."

Wen Guixiao snapped his fingers, his dimples filled with confidence, "Don't worry, it will be fine."

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"I shouldn't be boasting." Wen Guixiao's dimples were full of frustration and despair, pointing to the design drawing, "Is this a relief? Do you want a phoenix? It's hard for these small factories that don't understand Chinese sculpture."

"No, it doesn't need to be carved vividly, as long as that feeling is there." Song Qingyue danced, "It's like the feeling of sunlight passing through the night."

Wen Guixiao almost sang along, and sighed, "I can understand, but they may not understand. I don't dare to command blindly, why don't you find time to go with me tomorrow when I deliver the stones?"

"But Lin Qingqian will definitely go with me, won't she be discovered? What should I do?" Song Qingyue was also very distressed.

The two looked at each other, and finally let out a long sigh.

With Lin Qingqian's clinginess, how could she not follow her?

Song Qingyue pushed open the door quietly, thinking distressedly how to get rid of Lin Qingqian, but heard a warm voice from the unlit room, "Where did you go?"

The guilty child shook his hands, looked at Lin Qingqian who was wearing a bathrobe and was soaking wet, shivered, and forced a smile, "Let's go out for a walk."

Lin Qingqian lowered her head, covering the complicated thoughts in her eyes.

Go out for a walk?Where else can I go, Wen Guixiao is on the opposite side.

In just a few minutes, I have to run over to play with Sister Xiao, and give her the stone, but I still haven't told myself the truth.

Do you just like cute little sisters so much?

Wen Guixiao's dimple popped up in her mind, and she couldn't delete it.

Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian, who was exuding black air all over his body, and asked timidly, "Lin Qingqian?"

"Ah, it's okay, let's go for a stroll." Lin Qingqian raised her head again, with a warm smile in her eyes.

Song Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, "By the way, you only went in for a few minutes, why did you come out?"

"The phone is ringing, Mom's exclusive ringtone. I want to ask you to help me pick it up. I called out a few times and no one came out." Lin Qing rubbed her phone, "By the way, you and your sister Xiaoxiao will go out to play tomorrow." Well, I have something to do."

For matters on the other side of the ocean, we need to hold a small meeting.

"Great..." Song Qingyue's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he showed Lin Qingqian's amazing face-changing technique, pursed his mouth and kept shaking his head, "It's a pity."

Great?

Lin Qingqian's fingers clenched the phone case tightly, and her fingertips turned white.

She turned around in silence, walked into the bathroom, and closed the door.

Song Qingyue blinked and patted his head in frustration.

"Ah, it's been a long time again."

The shower head was turned on, and the water droplets fell on the ground, causing circles of ripples.

Lin Qingqian lowered her head and took a deep breath.

Don't get angry, don't get angry, don't get jealous, don't get jealous.

The child is just playing with her for comparison. What kind of jealousy do people on both sides eat when they are engaged?

Qingyue likes to play with cute young ladies.

She tried to convince herself, but the dense sourness still crawled into her heart.

Lin Qingqian raised her head violently, letting the shower spray hit her face.

"I must be crazy," she murmured.

"Lin Qingqian?" When she was slowly being swallowed by negative emotions, a clear and soft voice penetrated into her ears.

She hurriedly turned her head and saw Song Qingyue showing a small head, wearing a bathrobe, and walking into the bathroom barefoot.

The bathrobe was put aside, and the soft body was pressed against it with a fiery temperature.

"Why are your eyes red?" Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian's bloodshot eyes, a little flustered.

Cried?

Is she so uncomfortable?

"It's okay, I got bubbles in my eyes when I washed my hair." With a gentle smile, Lin Qingqian hugged the child's slender waist, lowered her head, and whispered in her low voice, "Little Did the white rabbit come to your door?"

The temptation of the siren is nothing more than that.

Under the scattered and falling water curtain, the scorching broken kiss went from the top of the forehead to the collarbone, stayed for a while, and then went down.Immediately afterwards, Song Qingyue was pushed to the edge of the wall, one leg was raised 50cm, and he was detained at Lin Qingqian's waist in a way that vines wrapped around the tree.

"It seems that we can start right away." Lin Qingqian was extremely impatient today, and Song Qingyue felt a little pain, but soon became familiar with the familiar rhythm.

Really angry.

She melted her sigh into her panting, bit her lower lip lightly, and suppressed her muffled hum.

What a different Lin Qingqian.

However, compared to the previous actions that were as gentle as water for fear of hurting her, now Lin Qingqian, who is violent and wanton, seems to be more emotional?

She catered to Lin Qingqian like a willow branch to the wind, her fingers gripped her back, and finally, her whole body trembled, almost falling to the ground.

Lin Qingqian picked her up horizontally, put her into the bathtub that had just been filled with water, and said softly, "Wait for me for a while."

Song Qingyue's eyes were scattered and confused, he nodded, watching Lin Qingqian put on a bathrobe indiscriminately, and went out.

When she came in again, she was only wearing a half-wet white shirt, holding a belt that had just been removed.

The water in the bathtub flows out. According to Archimedes' theorem, according to the volume of the discharged water, another person should have entered.

The belt was buckled around the wrists that were joined together, and the warm water had soaked the white shirt.

"Lin Qingqian, Lin Qingqian." He read a person's name in different tones, or whispered or cried, or begged for mercy or lost his mind.

But the owner of the name didn't mean to stop at all, and even intensified.

"Ha." Song Qingyue tightly closed her eyes, her red lips parted slightly.

Lin Qingqian paused for a few seconds, let out a soft inaudible sigh, and sealed her soft lips.

"I can't do anything about you."

Song Qingyue let out a sigh of relief and enjoyed the kiss.

Lin Qingqian still forgave her.

Even today, I will definitely not be able to stop for a while.

She didn't know how many times after she felt that she was going to die, she vaguely remembered Wen Guixiao's cry.

Laughing sister, Lin Qingqian is not someone who would take anger out on others.

I'm going to die, obviously it's me.

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