When Song Fei went downstairs the next day, Zeng Mingwei was already waiting in the living room.

But before they went out, Zhuang Yingqiu also came over with a bag, and smiled justifiably: "Scarlet, I want to go and see your working environment." ”

Song Fei: "......"

That's true.

So, Song Fei had no choice but to follow the idea of slipping away and work obediently in "Tinglan". However, with a stitch and a thread, a piece of clothing and a thing, she gradually devoted herself wholeheartedly, and even the lunch was sloppily solved, not to mention listening to Zhuang Yingqiu's advice to ask her to rest from time to time.

In the end, Zeng Mingwei came over to play the round and took Zhuang Yingqiu to the exhibition area.

Song Fei breathed a sigh of relief, working harder, and when she remembered to rest, the time was almost approaching evening.

She poured a glass of water and approached the window, not so surprised to find two people standing downstairs, and when they saw her coming, they no longer dodged as before, but nodded their heads to try.

Behind him, a footstep came: "Scarlet." ”

Song Fei didn't look at it, and said directly: "Sister Mingwei, roughly assume that I already have it, and your artists are all a combination, otherwise you will make a series of background colors?"

"I think it's good, you can do it. Zeng Mingwei knocked on her shoulder, waited for someone to look over, and motioned to go to the side with her.

"What's wrong?" Song Fei wondered.

Zeng Mingwei glanced at the staircase first, and then whispered, "Zhong Shidui is coming to pick you up." ”

“...... Huh?"

Zeng Mingwei hurriedly covered her mouth: "Shhh, your mother is still downstairs." ”

No, it's not Zhuang Yingqiu's problem, it's ...... Song Fei was shocked: "How is he going to pick it up?"

As they spoke, there was a sudden dull sound from the window, and the two turned around, and a small pebble was falling on the tatami mat, still spinning freshly.

Song Fei was stunned and hurriedly walked to the window.

Sure enough, there was a man standing below.

The afterglow of the setting sun brushed the surrounding eaves, and he also stained some warm colors, and when he saw her appear by the window, he stretched out his hand and beckoned, and smiled through the branches and leaves that were no longer luxuriant, like the light of the sky.

Song Fei muttered: "Zhong Shidu?" She was so confused that she turned around and wanted to ask Zeng Mingwei, but she only saw Zeng Mingwei's back downstairs, and then heard her calling Zhuang Yingqiu affectionately.

Oh.

Song Fei understood what Zeng Mingwei meant, but he still didn't quite understand how to get out of here.

You can't go downstairs with a big smile, and the probability of being found is still very high.

She struggled, looked down again, and saw that someone had already set up a ladder.

Then, Zhong Shidui hooked his hands very naturally.

Song Fei: "......"

Okay, it's a surprise.

In Song Fei's perception of herself, she is not unable to make trouble, but now that the object of this action is suddenly placed on her head, she always feels a little inexplicable......

Weird.

Besides, when anyone picks up a girl, they will choose to let people climb down by themselves?

Song Fei was serious and slandered, but he didn't delay himself to climb down.

Her back was too smart, which made Zhong Shiwei slightly distracted, and she smiled unconsciously, but she was about to make a joke, but she heard Zeng Mingwei in the store suddenly raise her voice loudly: "Scarlet!"

Song Fei was suddenly frightened, and like all cliché plots, her feet slipped, and her body fell down rapidly, and then, like all cliché plots, she fell into Zhong Shidu's arms accurately.

The two looked at each other.

Song Fei blinked, and his gaze suddenly swirled. She was folded over her shoulders like a noodle pocket by Zhong Shidu, and ran towards the mouth of the alley.

Song Fei was stunned.

Zhong Shidu's men were stunned.

And Zeng Mingwei and Zhuang Yingqiu, who appeared by the window, were also stunned.

When the car finally drove into the street, Song Fei came back to his senses, and this time, all the actions just now were shaking in front of him like a marquee.

She suddenly collapsed, turned around and punched Zhong Shidui: "Who are you going to scare to death?"

Zhong Shiwei said calmly: "Let's talk about eating, okay?"

"No, you're still in the mood to eat?"

"It's for you. He looked at her deeply, "I heard Zeng Mingwei say, you didn't eat much at noon." ”

Song Fei was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "You actually bought Sister Mingwei?"

Zhong Shidui asked rhetorically, "Isn't this what you want?"

Song Fei had nothing to say.

Theoretically, she really wanted to run out through Zeng Mingwei and Ren Yulan, but she was "robbed" by coming to the door so directly, but it was completely unexpected to her?

Song Fei remembered again: "Then Sister Mingwei helped you, what should she do?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt a mess, and she even began to make up for Song Ze's quarrel with Zeng Mingwei...... If she did get to that point, which side would she have to stand on then?

Oh no, what she should be thinking about now is whether she will be beaten half to death before standing in line.

Oh my God, how did Zhong Shidui dig such a big hole for people!

Song Fei bitterly hated him and expressed hostility to him.

But Zhong Shidui looked at her for a while and frowned for a while, and couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, seeing that this was the case, he finally brought a faint smile in his words: "Scarlet." ”

"What?" she was not angry.

Suddenly, there was a sudden extra hand on the top of her head, and he rubbed and rubbed her out of sight.

"How about we start over?"