Su Xiang is a person who can figure out everything, and after listening to Song Zhiyin's call, there has always been a voice in her head saying: Oh~ Zhou Sichen is so pitiful~ I don't love him~ Although I have money, what's wrong, but I don't really feel miserable~

Thinking about it, her whole body was smooth, and she felt that she should open a bottle of wine to celebrate. Just do it, Su Xiang wrapped up his coat and went to the small convenience store downstairs to bring a dozen beers up and drank them until midnight.

The excitement evaporated through the cerebral cortex, so much so that no matter how much she drank it later, she didn't feel as pleasant and intense as she had at first. Holding the beer glass, the TV program in the living room was played again, and the noise was very lively, she opened a can and handed it to her mouth, paused and put it down.

It's not interesting to drink a fart drink.

The drunken Su Xiang rubbed his hair and rolled back to the room sullenly to sleep.

The next day she woke up to the sound of a "thunderclap" outside the door, and one after another, and the sound of dragging heavy objects, which was infinitely amplified in the corridor, and she curled up into a ball and burrowed into the quilt, and felt a buzzing in her ears.

After kicking twice, Su wanted a carp to jump up from the bed and kill it angrily.

"What are you doing, don't let people sleep, you know that you don't move, and you don't know that you think you're going to tear down the whole building!"

Slippers were dragged to reveal a pair of fair and slender legs, and the suspender pajamas straps on his body slipped down and hung on his arms. The hair was still unkempt, and he was grabbed by Su Xiang on the way to the back of his head, and the two dark circles on his face were very heavy, and he was alive and well with the image of a hangover drunkard.

At the moment, there is more than one in the corridor, and there are many people.

Su Xiang's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the yellow, blue, and gray uniforms walking around in front of him, he opened his mouth and sighed: "Here are a few moving companies..."

One of the blue overalls squatting on the ground unboxing looked up at her and smiled, saying, "We are a furniture company, and we came to assemble the furniture ordered by customers today, but the quantity is really a lot, so there are a few more." Oh, the yellow ones over there are the renovation companies, and the gray ones are the housekeeping companies... I guess it will take a while..."He raised his hand and clapped it twice, and shouted inside: "Brothers, be quieter, the little girl on the other side wants to sleep!"

"Hey, I'm fine, I'm awake anyway. Su Xiang crooked at the door and talked to a touch of blue on the ground, the man looked very young, wheat-skinned, and smiled to reveal two small tiger teeth, Su Xiang thought he was very interesting, "That's right, ask you, do you know the origin of the new move, such a big battle." ”

"Well, the head of the household... He just—" The little blue tiger tooth was about to say more, and the elevator door at the end of the corridor "ticked" open, and a tall and handsome figure walked out of it.

Zhou Sichen saw Su Xiang lazily crooked on the door frame to tease the little boy, and he didn't know that the pajama belt on his body had slid down his shoulders, and he was still grinning there. He walked over with a straight face, and held the two breakfast belts in his hand high in front of Su Xiang, which could block the position on his shoulder.

Zhou Sichen turned his head: "I paid you to invite you, are you here to chat with the other party?"

The blue brother quickly closed his mouth, packed up the cardboard box and went into the house in two or two under Su Xiang's reassuring eyes.

Su Xiang was scalded by the paper bag attached to her, and then realized that she found that her suspender pajamas were actually slipping on her shoulders, she reached out and lifted it, and then smiled perfunctorily at the person with an inexplicable stinky face early in the morning: "What kind of fate is this, Li Yanchuan sent me back a few days ago, and today Xiao Zhou always bought the opposite door, so reluctant to let me wow?"

She was completely disgusted with Zhou Sichen, Su Xiang clearly knew what she looked like now, unkempt and drunk, and she could squat on the street to engage in performance art with a sack on her body. Zhou Sichen loves cleanliness so much that he is too lazy to take care of it, but as soon as he finished speaking, the person standing in front of him stretched out his long hand and pushed open the door of her room.

"After washing up, come over for breakfast. He walked in with his bag in his hand.

Because of the hangover, Su Xiang's whole head was running very slowly, and by the time she figured out the situation, Zhou Sichen was already sitting on the sofa pinching a paper towel to open the crooked beer bottles, and took out the preserved eggs and lean porridge in the paper bag, and the coffee cake one by one and put them on the coffee table.

"Mr. Xiao Zhou. Su Xiang paced over in surprise, leaned over slightly, poked out two fingers and touched the man's smooth forehead and retracted it to touch himself, "It's not a fever either, are you going to poison me in the porridge?"

The sofa was very messy, towels, pillows, and magazines were spread out Zhou Sichen picked the cleanest place to sit safely around him was a mess of objects he was like a slender and noble pine sapling buried in the middle his calm eyes fell on su xiang face and body soothingly.

"What do you do, it's a loss-making business. Zhou Sichen touched the glass cup on the coffee table with his hand, paused, and took a sip of it.

Su Xiang, who was standing next to him, breathed a breath in his throat, "Mr. Xiao Zhou... Actually, I'd like to say, that's my cup..."

"You poisoned?" Zhou Sichen was extremely calm.

"Oh, no..."

"That's it. In Su Xiang's shocked gaze, Zhou Sichen slowly put down the tea, turned his head and looked around for a while, as if judging Su Xiang's newly renovated new house.

Su wanted to pick up the shattered worldview and muttered, "But you're not... Cleanliness?"

"Oh, cleanliness, it's not serious. Since drinking that sip of water, Xiao Zhou's whole face was obviously not very good, and he looked up and tried to squeeze out a calm and calm smile towards Su Xiang, even if it looked very stiff and unnatural.

Obviously, his body resisted like this, but he was in a hurry to suffer the crime, Su Xiang felt that this person's personality was really awkward to be incredible. Sighing, Su Xiang turned back to the refrigerator and took a bottle of Evian and came back and put it in front of him, "Drink." ”

Zhou Sichen's eyes flashed, his eyes lowered and looked at the bottle, his face was a little unnatural, "I'm not so picky..."

Su Xiang glanced at him from above, and said lightly: "Look in the mirror and look at your pale little face, and then come and say this to me." ”

Zhou Sichen was silent, took Evian and twisted away, and silently took a sip.

Sue wanted to turn back to the bathroom to wash up.

The porridge and snacks brought by Zhou Sichen were very fragrant, and they floated to the tip of Su Xiang's nose, and there was no movement in the living room, Zhou Sichen brought two servings, obviously he was waiting for her to eat together.

After two years of marriage, she had never had breakfast at the same table with Zhou Sichen, and now Su Xiang felt a strange feeling slowly rising in her heart, as if she had been stung by an unknown little bug, itchy and numb.

She returned to the living room, there were two more cups of steaming tea on the coffee table, and Zhou Sichen actually boiled water in her teapot herself, and sat on the sofa and casually flipped through the magazines in her hand.

This is Zhou Sichen's long-standing habit, waiting for people or killing time, and he has to look through one or two contracts in his hand to be comfortable. At the moment, the whole house was scanned, Su Xiang bought a bunch of entertainment gossip, fashion magazines, and the only one that could be read was the financial news used to cover instant noodles, and there was a thief-sized oil stain on the cover.

"Mr. Xiao Zhou personally brought me breakfast, and he was very patient and waited for me for so long in a house with a total of more than 100 square meters, what are you looking for me?"

The hair loop was broken when he just combed his hair, and Su Xiang directly removed the extra disposable chopsticks hairpin on the top of his head, which looked particularly funny. She held the porridge bowl and drank it and looked at Zhou Sichen on the other side, her dexterous and vivid apricot eyes were full of temptation and suspicion like a little squirrel.

Zhou Sichen pushed the coffee over to her, and said patiently: "I can't come to you if I'm fine?"

"Look at what you said. Su Xiang blinked seriously, "When did you come to me for something?"

It's not just that there's something, it's still nothing. Just like this time, in order to supervise whether she took over the project properly, she bought a suite directly opposite her door. Sure enough, rich and perverted people are always so ingenious that they can't figure it out.

Zhou Sichen looked at her as he drank coffee, his eyes were bright, and he completely ignored Su Xiang's accusations, for other people's accusations and complaints, this little Zhou has always been good at selective deafness.

"You really want to drink?" was furious by him, and Sue wanted to push the other cup over without moving.

Zhou Sichen shook his head, still staring at her like a torch, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Su thought, "... Not bad. ”

Zhou Sichen: "Compared with the downstairs room in the experimental department, which one is more delicious?"

Why do you want to compare these two, Su Xiang couldn't figure out what kind of illness this person was doing, but everyone chose to get used to neuropathy, otherwise it would be easy to be bitten. So Su Xiang thought about it carefully and roughly completed the comparison: "This one has a better taste, the chocolate flavor is very strong, and it is very authentic." ”

"Of course!" Zhou Sichen sat up straight, his chin raised slightly, and he smiled as a victor in his hands, "This is a coffee bean specially brought from Molokai Island, Hawaii, worth fifty-one dollars a gram, and I asked my sister-in-law Liu at home to grind the cup and bring it out in the morning." ”

Sue thought, "..."

So early in the morning, I brought breakfast over to simply suppress her, and then show off her wealth by the way?

Neuropathy.

Zhou Sichen's next meal time was very relaxed and pleasant, and he even had a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth throughout the whole process. Su wanted to be made cold by his appearance, but the more he ate, the more he lost his appetite, and in the end he could only eat coffee as expensive as gold.

"Have you drunk them all?" Zhou Sichen had a kind expression, "I'll ask Secretary Li to send a few catties of Molokai Island coffee beans over another day, and as a friendly partner, I can take you to drink fifty-one dollars a gram of Molokai Island coffee." ”

Su Xiang: "......"

"Of course, don't drink low-quality coffee that hurts your style, the color and smell of the cup are not enough to call it coffee, we must always pay attention to our image. ”

Su Xiang: "......"