Since she was already planning to do that, what did it matter if she slept with him?

Thinking like this, he lay down beside Song Zhiyue, turned off the light and closed his eyes.

***

The next day, Feng Chen woke up earlier than Song Zhiyue, he got dressed and went into the bathroom.

When she came out of it, she didn't see any signs of Song Zhiyue waking up, thinking that she had drunk so much wine yesterday, she should have slept a little longer.

He took the alarm clock on the bedside table that he hadn't used for a long time, replaced the battery, and set her an alarm clock that would allow her to sleep for fifteen more minutes.

After that, he went to the breakfast shop outside the community to buy breakfast and came back, and waited for her to get up while eating.

After the alarm clock rang, Song Zhiyue woke up with a terrible pain in her head.

She patted her head and sat up.

The quilt slipped off, feeling the coldness on her body, and she looked down to see that she was slippery and had nothing to wear.

Her mind went blank for a moment, and then she noticed that it wasn't her room, but a dusty one.

She thought back to last night, and she remembered that Feng Chen kissed her, and then ...... And then she didn't remember anything.

She picked up the clothes on the floor, put them on her body haphazardly, and went back to her room.

Standing in front of the closet, she took off her clothes, and there were marks everywhere on her neck, collarbones.

She was stunned, last night they ...... Done?

Judging by the marks on her body, it should be like this.

She was annoyed for a while, and at the critical moment, she was so drunk that she fell asleep, and she knew that she wouldn't drink so much.

After changing her clothes, she washed up and went downstairs, and Feng Chen sat in the dining room, reading the newspaper.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Feng Chensheng said, "Breakfast is in the incubator." ”

Song Zhiyue let out an "oh" and entered the kitchen.

She thought it was made by sealing the dust, but as soon as she took it out of the incubator, she knew that she had bought it outside.

Because every morning, they eat at this breakfast shop.

She took her breakfast out of the kitchen and sat down across from the dust.

While eating breakfast, she was a little absent-minded and silently thinking about things.

She was drunk last night, but Feng Dust was sober.

They did something between couples, will the relationship go further?

Thinking about it, her hand slowed down as she drank the porridge, and then stopped moving.

As soon as Feng Chen raised his eyes, he saw that she was in a daze, he glanced at his watch, and said loudly: "I'm going to be late if I'm delayed." ”

Song Zhiyue came back to her senses, she didn't look at the time before coming down, so she asked Xiang Fengchen: "What time is it?" ”

Feng Chen reported the exact time to her: "Seven thirty-four." ”

Song Zhiyue exclaimed, they went to work at eight o'clock, and it usually takes about 20 minutes to sit in the dusty car, and if there is a traffic jam on the road, this is obviously a late rhythm.

"Let's go." She hurried out of the dining room and took the bag from the couch.

Feng Chen closed the newspaper, glanced at the porridge she hadn't moved much, and carried the soup bag to her.

"Take this to the company to eat."

Song Zhiyue took it.

Feng Chen gave her another thing: "The key to your car." ”

On this day, Song Zhiyue went to work with the birthday gift that Feng Chen gave her.

Fortunately, there was no traffic jam on the road, and it was just eight o'clock when she arrived at the company, and if she was a minute slower, she would be late.

At lunch, before Su Wansheng asked her, she took the initiative to talk about the gift that Jiang Fengxing gave her.

When Su Wansheng heard that it was erotic underwear, she almost burst out laughing.

Sure enough, she guessed correctly, Jiang Fengxing didn't send anything good.

If Jiang Feng is here, he will definitely refute, how can such a good thing not be a good thing?