He pinched the cigarette in his hand, took two steps forward and took her suitcase, said "I'll find it for you", and dragged the suitcase into the room.

Song Zhiyue followed, only to see him open the suitcase, take out all the clothes inside and throw them on the table, and under the empty box, there was a bunch of keys.

Feng Chen hooked up the key and held it up in front of her eyes: "Take it." ”

Song Zhiyue pursed her lips, took the key and held it in the palm of her hand: "You messed up my clothes, I didn't bother to clean up." ”

Feng Chen glanced at her, folded the clothes scattered on the bed, and put them into the box one by one.

His movements were sharp and quick.

"Pack the rest yourself." With that, he strode out of the room.

Song Zhiyue pouted, stuffed her underwear into the box, and slowly zipped it up.

She didn't want to leave, so she stayed in her room and didn't go out.

"Okay, no?" Waiting for the dust outside to start urging.

Song Zhiyue walked out, but she didn't drag the box, she had a bitter little face, twisted her fingers and said: "My house has not been inhabited for three months, the dust must be a finger thick, cockroaches, spider webs must be everywhere, you can't live without cleaning." It's already so late, and it must be early in the morning after cleaning, and you know that girls pay the most attention to beauty sleep, and not sleeping after ten o'clock is tantamount to suicide. ”

Feng Chen frowned imperceptibly, looked at his watch, and said after a moment of silence: "Go to bed early." ”

With that, he turned and walked to his bedroom.

Song Zhiyue saw that he agreed to stay for one night, and excitedly made a "yes" action.

She closed the door, threw herself on the bed and rolled around twice, humming excitedly.

If it weren't for Su Wansheng's bad mood now, she would definitely call her and share her joy at this time.

She heard footsteps in the hallway, and as she passed by her door, she seemed to pause, but there was no knock.

The footsteps faded away, as if they had been walking down the hallway.

She guessed that Feng Chen should have gone to the study again.

Although Feng Chen brought her toiletries last night, it was a toothbrush, toothpaste, towels, etc., and there was no shower gel or shampoo.

She didn't wash her hair last night, so she must wash it tonight, otherwise she won't be able to go out to meet people.

She didn't dare to go to the dusty room to take a bath anymore, lest he mistake him for seducing him.

She opened the door and prepared to go to his bedroom to get the shower gel and shampoo and put them back for him when she was done.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw two bottles of things at her feet.

She picked it up and saw that one bottle was shower gel and the other was shampoo.

No wonder when he passed by the door just now, he seemed to stop for a moment, and it turned out that he was putting this thing for her.

Looking at the two bottles in her hand, she smiled.

Although she felt that it was possible that Feng Chen didn't want her into his bedroom, so she did it.

But you have to think about the good in everything, and his performance is very intimate.

She happily took the shower gel and shampoo and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When she came out of the bathroom, she brushed her wet hair and prepared to put the shower gel and shampoo back in her room.

She opened the door, thought about it, and let him get it himself.

She pulled out the perfume she had bought in Paris from her box and sprayed it on herself.

The air wafted with the fragrance of jasmine, with a hint of sweetness.