Rong Zheng's impression of Zhou Yiran only stayed in the last time he went home with Zhou Ling.

He remembered that Zhou Ling's relationship with his family was relatively cold, and he had been thinking about it since then.

I want Zhou Lingneng to ease the relationship with his family, but he has never had the opportunity.

Now that he has this opportunity, why wouldn't he do it?

As for whether they are used to it or not, anyway, Zhou Yiran only slept in the side bedroom, bathroom or something, and they had one in the master bedroom, so they didn't have to mix together.

He thought, he shouldn't be uncomfortable.

Anyway, during the day, they all went out to work, and they didn't have much time to get along when they came back. If this can be used to make Zhou Ling and his family more close, Rong Zheng is willing.

"You don't have to worry about me, it's just a loan for a while, and our family is not enough to live in. ”

When he didn't have a place before, it was Zhou Ling who took him in, and later the two of them had a conflict, and it was Wen Zhuo who helped him and let him live in his house.

Rong Zheng felt that he had been taken care of a lot, and now that he had the opportunity to take care of Zhou Ling's family, it could be regarded as a kind of reward.

Zhou Ling didn't understand what Rong Zheng was thinking, in fact, even if he had more ideas, he would never take the initiative to confide.

He likes to keep everything in his heart and doesn't say it easily to others.

She gave him a suspicious look, "Okay, then I'll ask Resolute tomorrow when he will come over." I'm busy these days, and I'll come back late from work, so I might need your help to clean up my side bed. ”

"yes, I see. ”

The quilt and bed sheets on the side bedroom are all Rong Zheng slept on, and he needs to buy new bed sheets and quilt covers, and the bathroom outside also needs to be cleaned up and replaced with new toiletries.

Rong Zheng thought about it here for a while, and then agreed.

He hoped that he could make a good impression on Zhou Yiran, and he also hoped that he could live here more comfortably, so that the relationship between Zhou Ling and her family could be eased.

In fact, he could ignore them, but he found that Zhou Ling basically didn't go out much except for work and some work socializing.

Before Qian Yushan appeared, Zhou Ling rarely went to chat with friends and go shopping, and rarely talked to his family on the phone.

Rong Zheng hopes that Zhou Ling's life can be more diverse, and if this is something he can help to alleviate, then he is duty-bound.

The night was dark, and a few clouds drifted in from afar, obscuring the clear moonlight.

The shadows rise and fall under the moonlit night, and I don't know who is sleepless night.

Zhou Ling was already asleep in Rong Zheng's arms, but Rong Zheng couldn't sleep with his eyes open.

Maybe it's for the upcoming Zhou Yiran, or maybe it's for the things of that hut.

In fact, from his personal point of view, he didn't want his and Zhou Ling's two-person world to be disturbed.

However, because of his selfishness, Zhou Ling's mother can't be blamed on her, right?

Rong Zheng found that he was getting more and more entangled now, so he was in the entanglement, and he couldn't sleep until the early hours of the morning.

When he woke up, Zhou Ling had already gone to work, and there were only neatly folded pajamas next to him.

He didn't go to work today, so he just went to the supermarket to buy all the things he needed, as well as the equipment.

Rong Zheng has always been worried about the set of equipment he wanted to prepare for Zhou Ling in his heart.

On the other side, Zhou Ling was not in the company, but rehearsed in the venue.

Because the time set for this gala is in a hurry, and she, the host, is also a little bit of a desperate order.

So she didn't even have to go to the company all day today, and the work at hand was temporarily put on hold, and she came here to rehearse with Song Xingyan.

Today's rehearsal is all complete, and in addition to her, there is also a male host, who is from the Chunxun Evening News.

What surprised Zhou was that Qian Yushan was also in it, and she had a show in it, which was a guitar solo.

"Why have you never told me about your guitar skills, otherwise you have to let me feast my ears first!"

Zhou Ling laughed and teased Qian Yushan.

"Just playing a guitar, our group is rough guys. It was said that each group would have a show, so there was no way to push me out. ”

Qian Yushan pursed her lips, a little helpless.

She was the only woman in their group, and every time something like this happened, the rough guys ran as fast as rabbits, and they called it Lady First.

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't help it, she wouldn't want to go on stage to play any guitar.

Just now she glanced backstage at someone else's program, which was Latin ballet, piano zither, and classical dance, everything.

Compared with her guitar solo, any show can easily abuse her!

"Don't be presumptuous, anyway, there is still enough time before the rehearsal, why don't you play it for me, and I will help you appreciate it?"

"If you want to hear it, just say it. ”

Qian Yushan rolled her eyes, but picked up the guitar from the side.

I saw her holding the guitar, letting go of her hands staggered, putting away her joking expression, and began to play seriously.

Beautiful notes flowed from her white fingertips, came out, and gradually played into a beautiful music.

Zhou Ling was a little fascinated by what he heard, and the low tone of the guitar was naturally a musical instrument to match love songs.

After a song, with Qian Yushan's unique low and sexy voice, it seems to tell a love that can be sung and cried.

After playing, Qian Yushan's face was slightly red and a little embarrassed.

"I haven't played it for a long time, I'm rusty, and I almost played the wrong tune just now. ”

Whether it plays the wrong tune or not, Zhou Ling can't hear it, but simply thinks it sounds good.

"When did you learn the guitar and play it so well!"

"The club of the university newspaper thought it was quite interesting. ”

The two talked and laughed, but they didn't see a man standing at the door of the dressing room.

Ling Chengyun leaned against the door frame, looking at Qian Yushan's gaze focused and distant.

It was as if I was looking at another person through her.

Remember, the woman also liked to sit on a barstool, wearing only a simple knee-high white shirt and playing the guitar intently.

"Cheng Yun, when will this rehearsal start? I'm impatient to wait, can't I just go to the mall?"

A woman with heavy makeup grabbed Ling Chengyun's arm, and the whole person leaned up, her tone a little impatient.

Seeing Ling Chengyun looking at the other woman without blinking, she was immediately unhappy.

"Cheng Yun, who is that woman, what do you think she is doing?"

Her voice was neither light nor heavy, but Zhou Ling and Qian Yushan in the dressing room heard it.

Qian Yushan looked at the door and saw Ling Chengyun next to a strange woman, and was immediately a little embarrassed.

Didn't the editor-in-chief hear it just now, right?