"What do we need to do now?" As soon as lode raised his eyebrows, he seemed to have been used to the fluctuating mood of men.
Song Qingfeng's identity is too clean. It's hard not to let Qi Qingfeng cause doubt. If we do something to confuse the public, it's time.
"Nothing needs to be done. I'll wait for him to come..."
His cold eyes, sharp as eagles, narrowed a little and looked up at Lord. "Go and get in touch with summer. I want to see her."
"Miss Xia?" Lode's puzzled look passed through his eyes, as if he was wondering how song Qingfeng suddenly wanted to see summer.
Is it difficult that song Qingfeng was upset by finding someone to take photos secretly last summer, so that's why?
Song Qingfeng saw the hesitation in Lord's eyes, and his dark eyes flashed a cold shade. "Don't worry, I don't need you to do that kind of thing for the moment, should you be glad?"
“……”
Lode's face suddenly changed, but soon returned to normal.
"I'll inform Miss Xia for you now."
With that, Lord turned around and was about to leave, but before he took two steps, his wrist was accidentally grasped by someone the next second.
Lord turned to look at the man who buttoned his wrist, which happened to be song Qingfeng himself.
He was surprised to see song Qingfeng, a face of incomprehension, "master, you this is......"
"The little guy said that you and I are a couple, so we should act like one." Song Qingfeng said, turning the wrists of lord over, and his white fingertips slightly touched the palm of Lord's hand.
The latter saw the situation and hurriedly wanted to get the wrist back.
He was really loyal to song Qingfeng, but he didn't want to sacrifice his body!
"Eh? What's the hurry? Can't you see I'm practicing? " Song Qingfeng said that he had something to do with it. The other hand took hold of Lord's hand.
For a moment, song Qingfeng let go of Lode's hand and said, "there's nothing different..."
Lode stood in the same place, looked at Song Qingfeng's hand, and couldn't help a chill.
If he just felt something different, would he be miserable?
Afraid, Loder turned away.
Looking at Lode's figure leaving in a hurry, song Qingfeng's smile grew stronger and stronger. I didn't expect that this meticulous man would have a different look, which was really much more interesting.
I think Yu Xiaoxiao will be around after I come here. This kind of opportunity is necessary to see more.
Fortunately, although Lord was frightened by song Qingfeng, he still completed the task.
It didn't take long for the summer to come to the place agreed with song Qingfeng.
That place is the place where Yu Xiaoxiao and song Qingfeng were photographed before, and the place where they first met in China in summer.
"Miss Song, how can you ask me out today?" As soon as summer came to song Qingfeng's side, she couldn't help chuckling. The smile on her face was so elegant that she couldn't see any flaws at all.
It would have been hard for Lord to believe that summer had done such a thing if he hadn't found out yesterday that he was connecting with the photographer.
Song Qingfeng's eyes were full of ridicule, but his face was covered with a spring breeze smile. He liked smart women, not smart women.
"I came to you today to talk about it." Song Qingfeng took out his mobile phone from his arms and put it on the table in the coffee shop.
Summer did not understand looked song Qingfeng one eye, the puzzled vision fell on Song Qingfeng's mobile phone.
"Miss Song, what are you In summer, I glanced at the mobile phone on the table, and looked at Song Qingfeng again, puzzled.
Song Qingfeng immediately turned on his mobile phone and turned it to summer, "don't you see it clearly?"
Summer hesitated to frown, after all, or drooping eyes looked at Song Qingfeng's mobile phone.
At this time, the eyebrows in summer are even tighter.
It's not something else on the phone, but the photo she took when she asked her private detective to follow Yu Xiaoxiao.
Most of them are photos of Yu Xiaoxiao and song Qingfeng.
But now why are these photos in Song Qingfeng's hands?
Every time in summer, the face looks ugly.
"How are you? Are you surprised?" Song Qingfeng's head was crooked, but his lips were full of sarcastic smile.
Summer's face obviously changed, her face suddenly sank down, "Miss Song, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Song Qingfeng snorted, "I also want to ask you what it means to take these photos..."
In the last few words, song Qingfeng said it almost word by word.
He used to smile like a breeze, but suddenly it was cold and cold. The cold and sinister atmosphere spread in the coffee shop silently.
In summer, I noticed the change of atmosphere around me. I shook my fist nervously.
"Miss Song, are you here for Yu Xiaoxiao?"
Hesitated for a while, the summer finally opened, her voice is not small, but serious enough.
Song Qingfeng was too lazy to beat around the bush. He nodded slightly. "I really came for Yu Xiaoxiao, but not for these photos."
With that, song Qingfeng put away his mobile phone and put on a gentle smile again.
"I didn't come to you today to pursue your shooting."
"And what are you for?" Summer trim delicate eyebrow tip a little pick, the suspicion of the eyeground is deeper.
Since seeing song Qingfeng and Yu Xiaoxiao together yesterday, she knew that song Qingfeng was interested in Yu Xiaoxiao.
She was not surprised that he came out for her.
But song Qingfeng said he would not investigate. What's the matter?
"Didn't I just say that I came here for Yu Xiaoxiao?" Song Qingfeng's smile suddenly appeared on his lips. "Do you want to repeat it with me?"
Summer shook his head, still looking at Song Qingfeng with doubts, "no need."
"That's good," Song Qingfeng squinted contentedly. "Since that's the case, let's talk about the conditions?"
"Conditions?" In summer, she was confused by the drama of song Qingfeng. She frowned tightly and looked at him, raised her fingertips and pointed to herself, "you and me?"
Song Qingfeng nodded, with a smile on his lips, "yes, you and me."
He thought that summer would be a smart woman, but up to now, she didn't understand his meaning, which really disappointed him.
"I think Miss Song, I may have nothing to talk about." I shrugged my shoulders in summer. I didn't want to participate in Song Qingfeng's and Yu Xiaoxiao's affairs at all.
This man's present state and the song Qingfeng she knew at the beginning are not in the same cognition, which shows the depth of this man's city.