Chapter 162 [Excited Kiss]

"I... Fang Shirong and I have only had a few meals, and we are not very familiar with each other."

While Pei Dong came to look at the back of Fang Shirong's departure, Mu Qingyan took the initiative to speak. She felt that it was necessary to explain it clearly to Pei Dong, otherwise she felt uncomfortable: "I will stop you from beating him, just because his father has a lot of status in Hangzhou. I'm afraid..."

"I know."

Looking at Mu Qingyan's worried expression, Pei Donglai interrupted Mu Qingyan's words with a smile.

Hearing Pei Dong's words, Mu Qingyan was relieved and squeezed out a smiling face and said, "You won't be angry with me, will you?"

"Of course not." Pei Donglai shook his head quickly.

"Oh, that's good." Mu Qingyan was completely relieved, then remembered something, and said, "Fang Shirong has been chasing me, but I have a bad impression of him, and... My godfather told me that Fang Shirong has always liked to bully others, and has harmed many women, so that I have less contact with him. He invited me to dinner this afternoon. I didn't agree. Who knew I could meet him here..."

At the end, Mu Qingyan was a little depressed. It seemed that the time and atmosphere of being alone with Pei Dong had been destroyed.

Pei Donglai thought that his cruel means just now would leave a bad impression on Mu Qingyan. At this time, he listened to Mu Qingyan's words and was relieved.

He could see that Mu Qingyan's disgust of Shirong was from the bottom of his heart, and... With what Fang Shirong had done before, Pei Donglai could be sure that Fang Shirong had absolutely done a lot of unscrupulous things.

"What else do you want to eat?"

Pei Dong came to see the guests around him and the owner of the snack bar, both turned his eyes to himself and Mu Qingyan and asked.

"I'm not in the mood to eat after being disturbed like this." Mu Qingyan also found that she and Pei Donglai had become the object of onlookers. She said and took Pei Donglai's hand again: "Let's go."

"Good."

I had the experience of being held by Mu Qingyan for the first time. This time, Pei Dong came to be much more calm.

Due to the late time, the number of tourists in the city's panic temple has decreased significantly, and most of them, like Pei Donglai and Mu Qingyan, began to return.

"Where are we going?"

Unconsciously, Mu Qingyan took Pei Donglai's hand and came to the front of Audi A4, loosened with some reluctance, and asked Pei Dong.

The evening wind blew, blowing Mu Qingyan's elegant long hair to cover half of her face, but... Pei Donglai could clearly feel the thick reluctance on Mu Qingyan's face.

"I'll take you back." Pei Dong came to think about it.

"It's still early..."

Mu Qingyan said that she lowered her head shyly and crossed her hands on her lower abdomen, gently turning the fashionable black high heel: "It's not easy to have time to rest. Why don't we play again, what?"

When the words fell, Mu Qingyan looked up and looked at Pei Donglai expectantly. Mu Qingyan's words sounded in his ears. Looking at Mu Qingyan's expectant appearance, Pei Donglai understood that although Mu Qingyan was a very popular queen on the surface, he... In order to get the honor of this queen, he paid too much I'm afraid there are few chances to come out.

Understood this, Pei Donglai wanted to agree to Mu Qingyan, but he also knew that it was definitely unrealistic to go out to play after the trouble just now.

As if to confirm Pei Donglai's guess, without waiting for him to speak, the mobile phone in Mu Qingyan's sat-body bag rang.

Mu Qingyan was waiting for Pei Dong to talk back and forth. She was stunned to hear the ringtone of the mobile phone. First, she was stunned, and then vaguely guessed something and took out the mobile phone worriedly. As she guessed, she found that it was Jiang Gang's call.

"Godfather." After connecting the phone, Mu Qingyan said sullenly.

"Qingyan, just now the Donghai police called and said that you and Donglai had a conflict with Fang Shirong at the Chengbi Temple. Are you all right with Donglai?" On the other end of the phone, Jiang Gang's tone was a little anxious.

"It's okay, godfather." Mu Qingyan said and secretly took a look at Pei Dong.

"Wow~" At the other end of the phone, Jiang Gang was relieved to hear Mu Qingyan say that it was okay, and then asked, "What's going on?"

"Fang Shirong inexplicably made trouble with Donglai. As a result, he was picked up by Donglai, and then the police came to take them away." Mu Qingyan simply told Jiang Gang what had happened.

"Well..." Jiang Gang pondered for a while and said, "Qingyan, where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up."

"Godfather..." Mu Qingyan was not happy: "Can you go back later?"

"No way!" Jiang Gang said in a low voice, "What happened just now can be big, small or small. I'm worried that you are outside."

"I'll ask Dong to drive me back. Don't send anyone." Mu Qingyan pouted and looked unhappy.

"Okay." Jiang Gang hesitated for a moment and agreed to Mu Qingyan's suggestion: "Give me the phone number, and I'll talk to him."

"Wow."

Mu Qingyan did not answer Jiang Gang's words, but handed her mobile phone to Pei Donglai, as if a child was angry.

Pei Donglai took the mobile phone with a wry smile and said, "Mr. Jiang."

"Donglai, Fang Shirong, the one you injured just now, his father, Fang Zhen, is the black boss of Hangzhou, who is extremely protective of his shortcomings. For the sake of safety, you will send Qingyan back to the hotel now. In addition, you'd better go to Miss Liu and see how to deal with this matter.

"I know, Mr. Jiang."

Pei Donglai also knew that this matter was not over yet, and he really needed to go to Liu Yue's place.

According to his plan, he will investigate the specific information of Fang Zhen and Fang Shirong from Liu Yue.

Hanging up the phone, Pei Dong still looked depressed when he came to see Mu Qingyan. He smiled bitterly and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"It's all Fang Shirong's fault. Why is he so haunted?"

Mu Qingyan took the mobile phone and said angrily, shifting all the responsibility to Fang Shirong. In her opinion, if it hadn't been for Fang Shirong's sudden appearance, there would have been nothing just now. Without what had happened just now, she wouldn't have to go back so early...

Perhaps because she had to return to the hotel in advance, after getting on the bus, Mu Qingyan was no longer as excited as when she came, chatuting like a bird out of the cage, but lowered her head sullenly and playing with her fingers.

Seeing this scene, Pei Donglai wanted to find a topic to talk to Mu Qingyan. In his mind, some memory fragments suddenly came together, and a piece of information rushed to his mind.

That day, in the prosperous dynasty, when Mu Qingyan was singing, some fragments of memories about Mu Qingyan appeared in Pei Donglai's mind, and now it is the memory of Mu Qingyan!

The second stage of integration has been going on since Pei Dong arrived in the East China Sea. Now that it is integrated, it is no longer as painful as the first time. If there is not much information, there is basically no discomfort.

When the memory of Mu Qingyan was completely integrated, Pei Donglai's face couldn't help but change slightly.

Because..., according to the information in Xiao Fei's memory, a year later, when Mu Qingyan marched into Hollywood with the help of Jiang Gang, Jiang Gang died tragically in Hong Kong, and Red Star was also annexed by Dongxing. After Jiang Gang's death, Mu Qingyan lost her support. She not only failed to enter Hollywood, but also was blocked by Dongxing. She withdrew from the entertainment industry and finally died!

How can Mr. Jiang's status in Hong Kong be said to be dead?

Pei Donglai was very confused, but he knew that Xiao Fei's memory could not go wrong.

While understanding this, Pei Donglai couldn't help looking at Mu Qingyan again. Seeing that Mu Qingyan was still sullen, he suddenly felt that it was too cruel to let such a kind girl's family collapse!

"It seems that I have to change all this."

After making a secret decision in his heart, Pei Donglai did not say anything to Mu Qingyan, but recalled the memory just now, and then said, "Miss Mu..."

"Didn't you ask you to call me Qingyan?" Mu Qingyan said quietly.

"Flir in love." Pei Donglai smiled awkwardly and said, "I have a song here. I think it's quite suitable for you."

"Can you compose music?"

When he was stunned to hear Pei Donglai's words, Mu Qingyan couldn't help staring at Pei Donglai as if she were looking at a monster.

In the past 18 years, in addition to squatting and practicing the pull-up according to the requirements of the lame, Pei Donglai has spent almost all his time on learning, and naturally he can't write lyrics and composition.

The reason why he wanted to send Mu Qingyan a song was that while integrating Mu Qingyan's memory before, he also integrated Xiao Fei's other memories about music.

And the song that Pei Donglai said was sung according to the course of history a year later. At that time, Mu Qingyan was banned by Dongxing, and Dongxing popularized the female singer with that song, replacing Mu Qingyan's queen status in one fell swoop!

"Well, how much will it be? Why don't I go back in the evening to write it and give it to you tomorrow?"

Pei Donglai did not foolishly tell Mu Qingyan the inside story, but nodded brazenly. Although he can't write songs, Xiao Fei, as a dragon tooth, will - as the third dragon tooth of the Republic, Xiao Fei not only knows how to kill people, but also knows philosophy, wine tasting, all kinds of musical instruments. He is proficient in Learn and be proficient in poison, and can also play the voice of different people.

"There are notebooks and pens in the car. You can write them now." Mu Qingyan was aroused by Pei Donglai's curiosity, and his depressed look was swept away, and he couldn't wait.

"Okay."

Ping Dong came to think about it, agreed, and parked the car on the side of the road.

The car stopped and the lights were turned on. Pei Donglai took the notebook and neutral pen that Mu Qingyan had already turned over, and began to compose according to Xiao Fei's memory inscription.

In the co-pilot's position, Mu Qingyan's beautiful autumn eyes stared at Pei Donglai motionlessly, as if to wonder what kind of surprise Pei Donglai could give her.

"Look at it."

A few minutes later, in Mu Qingyan's expectant expression, Pei Donglai completed his first "writing and composition" in his life. I gave the notebook to Mu Qingyan.

"So fast?"

Mu Qingyan was shocked, and then took the notebook and appreciated Pei Donglai's "composing". At the same time, she hummed out one by one with her musical talent and watched the song and lyrics sing it. It was really too pediatric.

Hearing Mu Qingyan sing, Pei Donglai is very clear. With Mu Qingyan's eyes, he will definitely find that this song is different. After all, after the song appeared, it directly swept the major lists of Chinese music, and was covered into English, French and other versions, which can be said to be popular all over the world.

Soon, Mu Qingyan's reaction confirmed Pei Donglai's speculation. Under the light, Mu Qingyan stopped when she sang to a third of the song. A shock and excitement began to emerge on her beautiful face, and finally completely filled her face!

Under the light, she looked at the lyrics in front of her and was completely stunned!

A few seconds later, she widened her eyes and stared at Pei Dong in a daze: "Get up." Is this really written by you?"

"Of course."

Pei Donglai bravely admitted it.

"You..., how did you come up with it?" Mu Qingyan blinked her beautiful big eyes, as if it was the first time to black up Pei Donglai, staring at Pei Donglai motionlessly.

"Well, when I'm bored, I think of it." Pei Donglai was a little embarrassed by Mu Qingyan and lied casually.

"Oh my God! You are so awesome!" Hearing Pei Donglai's words, Mu Qingyan was surprised and happy, and her tone was incompressingly excited: "Donglai, do you know? There are many musical instruments involved in this song, which can be regarded as a combination of classical music and modern music, and the combination is perfect.

Pei Donglai couldn't laugh bitterly. He plagiarized it. Can he not know?

"Come on, I can guarantee that once this song comes out, it will definitely blow a storm in the Chinese singing world!" Mu Qingyan fantasized about the scene of this song, and she was even more excited: "If you sell this song, it will definitely be a sky-high price!"

"Didn't I just say I wanted to give it to you?" Pei Donglai couldn't laugh or cry. He also knew the value of this song, but for him today, money is not a problem at all.

Not to mention the more than 100 million savings earned by racing in his bank account. With his ability, he contacted Jason to pick up several killers or mercenary tasks, and the reward is naturally not low.

And if he gives more than 100 million yuan to Liu Yue, it will be too easy to make money on the platform of Liu Yuebang and Tianxiang Group.

"You..., do you really want to give it to me?"

Mu Qingyan was stunned. Originally, she thought that Pei Donglai was just writing a song to tease her, but she didn't expect Pei Donglai to wave his pen to write such a shocking lyrics.

"If I don't give it to you, can I sing it myself?" Pei Dong said and pointed to himself, "Let's not say that this song is suitable for girls, but my capital is really not suitable for being a star."

"Puff!"

Pei Dong's words immediately amused Mu Qingyan.

"Thank you, Donglai",..."

Mu Qingyan said, and an impulse surged in her heart. In addition to the impulse, she couldn't help leaning forward, and her upper body was directly attached to Pei Donglai's body. When Pei Donglai was defenseless, she kissed Pei Donglai's face.

"Uh",..."

Feeling the wetness of his face and the softness of Mu Qingyan's delicate body, and smelling the faint body fragrance of Mu Qingyan's body, Pei Donglai was so shocked that his mouth grew up.

But he looked like a child who did something wrong. He quickly pulled back, blushed, lowered his head, and was silent.

In an instant, a warm, ** breath was in the car, ...

PS wrote a thousand more words, it's a little late.

Let's talk about it. Because I was too busy with work last month, many chapters were written and uploaded in a hurry on the same day, and I was not satisfied with some of the content myself.

I will not compete for the monthly ticket this month, but I will calm down and try my best to write the plot and lay the foundation firmly.

Brothers and sisters, please give the waste wood a little time and confidence.

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