Chapter 1817: The hostess of Taiyu Huabang (5)

Qin Su’s tone is very determined. She has always been like this, saying one thing.
Zhou Zimo squinted at her and suddenly felt a little wrong, but still didn't want to agree, and quickly said, "eight months, at least eight months."
Qin Susi measured it, and lowered his eyes, it is the default.
Zhou Zi Mo Jun’s face was only a little joyful.
What about the second?

"Second, during the period of our interaction, we must respect each other and cooperate with each other."
"It is as if I really will take advantage of you. This is natural. I absolutely respect you, Mr. Qin Su, you can rest assured!"
Zhou Zimo squinted at her and said that she was very generous.
Qin Su slowed down and continued. "The third one, I don't accept your lace news. I am a person who values ​​the reputation. Even if we can't be together at the end, I don't want others to know that I am with an rumored actor. Have had contact."
When Qin Su said this, Zhou Zimo was somewhat unhappy. When he said, "What is the rumored actor? I have been pure-minded in these years, and I have never had a female companion."
Qin Su tilted him and directly threw the newspaper on the side. Zhou Zi ink frowned and looked at it subconsciously.
Sure enough, some entertainment weekly newspapers, the above title is very big, it is his previous photo with a female star at a banquet, it seems quite awkward.
"This is not what you think, you didn't see my expression so stiff?"
Zhou Zimo explained some annoyance.
"I just mentioned my opinion. You can do it yourself."
Qin Su faintly responded, paused and looked at him again. "What about you? You can also mention what conditions you have."
Zhou Zimo black screamed a bit, and some of them looked at her deeply, and said, "I have promised you, I have only one condition."
"You said."
Qin Su should be.
"I want you to move to live with me, just this condition."
Zhou Zimo decided to say.
"impossible!"
Qin Su directly refused.
"Not what you think, the house on my side is quite big, and it is not far from your work place. You can be more convenient. In addition, the room you pick yourself, anyway, you have to get along, you can save yourself. Is it a good thing to cook rice?"
Zhou Zimo tempted.
Ok?
Eating is really a problem!
Qin Su himself admitted that she was cooking the two words, a little...
"Don't think about it, just say it. I will go to your home tomorrow to visit my uncle and aunt, and help you with your luggage and help you move."
Zhou Zimo did not wait for Qin Su to answer, and he said directly with a cheeky face.
"Our relationship, confidentiality, too open is not good for us."
"What do you mean, we want to develop an underground relationship?"
Zhou Zimo frowned.
"If you understand that, you can."
"Qin Su, you..."
"I don't want to see yourself, find a place to eat, I am a little hungry."
Qin Su is not willing to say more, since the decision has been made, the latter things can only be seen.
This time, Zhou Zimo secretly sighed at the bottom of his heart, and his heart was somewhat pleasant, but at the same time he felt wronged!
"Well, what do you say depends on you."
After thinking about it, Zhou Zimo can only answer this.
Qin Su listened to him in this tone. He also looked at him at the moment and saw some uncomfortable faces on his face. He said, "You are not happy?"
"No, happy, of course happy!"
Zhou Zimo quickly responded.
Qin Su’s tight face is a good-looking one.
What do you have to say is best to say directly, I will never guess the minds of your men.

"It’s not obvious that you will promise."
Zhou Zimo should have such a sentence, this has increased the speed, "take you to eat French cuisine."
"Ok."
......
The night is getting deeper, the surrounding is quiet, the evening wind is very cold, and only this time, I will feel some autumn.
Standing in front of the glass window of the study room, Dongfang Liuyun looked at the quiet courtyard below, holding a sore waist in his hand. He had been sitting for so long, but there was some backache.
Qi Lei suddenly received a call after dinner, so she went out for a while and has not returned yet.
It’s twelve o'clock.
The Dongliu Liuyun has been waiting forever. If he is not at home, it seems that the family is very quiet. She is not used to such a quiet. She always feels like she is missing something.
After thinking about it, I finally couldn’t help but turn around. I went to the table and was going to give him a call. It was like faintly hearing the sound of the downstairs. Then the car light flashed through the floor-to-ceiling window, and she turned to make up. In the past, I also saw the car slowly coming in, it was Qi Lei’s car.
It was only a moment of relief.
A few minutes later, there was a door opening outside, and when the Oriental Clouds walked out of the study, it just happened to see the man turning and closing the door.
"How have you not slept yet? Didn't you let you sleep first?"
Qi Lei frowned and asked, but also untiedly removed his coat and threw it into the sofa, and some tired to untie the tie.
"Wait for you, how do you get a drink?"
The eastern stream cloud can be far away from the smell of alcohol in his body.
"A friend just came back from the UK, went out to pick him up and wash the dust, go to bed early, get up early tomorrow, I wash."
Qi Lei untied unbuttoned the button of the shirt, looked at her and walked toward the bedroom.
Dongfang Liuyun had to help him clean up the clothes he casually dropped.
About half an hour later, Qi Lei came out of the bathroom, and the oriental cloud had already lie down, leaning against the bed and looking at the information for tomorrow's meeting.
"Don't look at it, it's faster."
The information on the hand of the Oriental Liuyun was suddenly taken up by a man and thrown over the chair in the side, throwing the towel on his hand.
The oriental stream cloud squinted at him, but he also got up and tacitly helped him wipe the semi-dry ink.
"I heard that there was a problem in Lin's side these days. Have you heard any winds?"
The Oriental Flow Cloud suddenly remembered this.
"Lin? Linyuanyuan?"
Qi Lei looked at her from the sight.
Dongfang Liuyun nodded. "I feel a little weird."
"You still have to worry about managing them, or to handle the Nanjiang project."
Qi Lei naturally does not want to mention this matter. He is the clearest of the things going on. Of course, he does not want her to know that this is his handwriting.
"You can rest assured about the Nanjiang project. I don't think there is any problem here. Our method is a good way. They are staring at each other now, they want to find excuses and flaws, and I have to check, you can't worry about it."