She didn't blame him for not telling his parents that he had a girlfriend.

But why did he go on a blind date behind her back, could she really not be in his eyes at all?

If he feels that he can't like her in his life, he can tell her that she will never be entangled again, but why go on a blind date behind her back?

She got out of the car early, then stopped a taxi on the side of the road and went to Fengchen.

After she rang the doorbell, no one opened the door, guessing that Feng Chen should not have gotten off work yet, so she entered the password to enter.

The last snack she bought was still on the coffee table, and the fruit in the fruit bowl didn't move.

This person, even if you don't eat snacks, don't you eat fruits?

She took an apple and washed it, eating it while waiting for the dust to be sealed.

***

Feng Chen got off work late, and it was already eleven o'clock when he got home, and when he opened the door and saw the light in the living room on, he was stunned.

He instinctively looked in the direction of the couch, there was no one, and the TV was turned off.

Only Song Zhiyue knew his password here, so he guessed that Song Zhiyue should have been here.

She didn't wait for herself to come back, she should have called him, could it be that she was busy and forgot and didn't hear it?

He put his briefcase on the shoe cabinet, took out his phone and looked at it, but there were no missed calls.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, walked to the water cooler, and when he took the cup, he saw a person lying on the sofa.

He thought that Song Zhiyue was not in a hurry for him to come back, so he left, but he didn't expect to fall asleep on the sofa.

He took a glass of water, took two sips, put it down and walked to the sofa, wanting to call her.

The sentence "Song Zhiyue" had already reached his lips, and remembering her words that day, he was silent, bent down and patted her on the shoulder.

Song Zhiyue's eyelashes blinked, but she didn't wake up, and her slightly twisted brows showed a look of unhappiness about being disturbed.

She rolled over, faced the other side, and went back to sleep.

Feng Chen patted her again, but the sleeping person did not react.

He sat on the single sofa for about half an hour, and when he didn't see any signs of Song Zhiyue waking up, he went upstairs.

After taking a bath, he dried his hair and prepared to sleep, and everyone was already lying down on the bed, remembering that Song Zhiyue was still downstairs in the living room.

He wrapped himself in a bath towel next to him, opened the door and walked out.

In the corridor, he glanced down, and Song Zhiyue hadn't woken up yet.

He went downstairs, walked to the sofa and called her twice, but Song Zhiyue didn't move.

I don't know what she's doing all of a sudden, but I can't just let her sleep on the couch at night.

He picked her up, carried her upstairs, then kicked open the door to the guest room and laid her on the bed.

The moment he just put it down, Song Zhiyue's eyelashes blinked, and he opened his eyes wistfully.

"You're finally back, I've been waiting for you for a long time." She was dazed.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, and you can sleep here tonight." After saying that, Feng Chen pulled out and left.

"No way!" Song Zhiyue reached out to pull him, but it was on his bath towel.

And the bath towel ...... Scattered...... Scattered......

Song Zhiyue, who had just woken up, was instantly agitated, and he was completely sleepy.

Feng Chen unhurriedly took the bath towel from her hand and wrapped it around her body again.

Song Zhiyue looked up at his expressionless face and muttered, "I didn't mean to. ”

She complained silently in her heart: What kind of underwear did you wear after taking a shower, I didn't see it! Didn't see anything!

But even if he didn't wear it inside, she couldn't see the important thing just now.