The 27th of the lunar month is the last day of work, and the 28th is officially a holiday.

After finishing the things that needed to be cleaned up within the company, Suna mysteriously asked Shang Yicheng to help her do something together.

Fang Yicheng felt a little gloomy and refused: "Let me go once, be a cow and a horse every day, and spare me a relaxing holiday!" ”。

Suna didn't give up: "How can you do it if you don't go, you can't do it without you." ”

"Why? Am I that important? Fang Yicheng was still thinking about struggling to break free.

"Of course, and only you can, no one else can do anything about it."

Suna continued to pull Fang Yicheng's arm sleeve: "At the beginning, you said that you would never regret doing me a favor, I didn't force you at the beginning!" ”

"Okay. Who made me owe you! Fang Yi was a secret word in his heart, and he never wanted to say it softly.

"That's it! Not only do you owe me in this life, but I feel that you also owe me in my previous life. As he spoke, he happily pulled Yicheng downstairs and got into the car.

"Where to go?" Fang Yicheng started the car and looked ahead.

"Go to your house!" Suna replied.

"My family?" Fang Yicheng was taken aback by Suna's words.

"What's wrong! Not welcome? Suna snorted.

"That's not what I mean, I'm just having something nice about an apartment." Fang Yicheng said softly.

"Who said it's going to look at your room, go get something." Suna said indifferently.

"Do you have something with me?" Fang Yicheng felt confused.

"It's just that something forgot about you, can't it?" Suna's pungent energy came up again, "I forgot my feelings with you, can't I take it back from your heart!" ”

"Good boy! I can't resist it again. Fang Yicheng complained bitterly in his heart, hurriedly drove forward, and obediently got out of the car at the door of the rented apartment.

"Take what?"

"Get some of your clothes!"

"My clothes?" Fang Yicheng's head was big again, "What are you doing with my clothes?" Will I wash it myself? ”

"Who said I did your laundry, I'm not your babysitter." Suna said quietly.

Open the door and walk into the room, the room is small but absolutely tidy.

The tofu block is as square and white as the white bedding, the mirror surface is the same without a trace of wrinkles, and the daily necessities are lined up like a queue.

"Were you born by a girl in your previous life?" Suna teased, "I think you can save money by marrying a nanny." As soon as the words came out, Suna startled herself.

When did he speak so presumptively in front of Fang Yicheng, thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be after that drunkenness.

I'm only twenty-eight years old, but my parents always urge me as if I'm afraid I won't be able to get married, and I talked to two of them a few years ago, in fact, the basic conditions of those two boys are good, but I just don't feel that way.

Now that I think about it, it seems that I was waiting for Fang Yicheng to appear, but Fang Yicheng always gave her the feeling that she was a little close but not close, like a relative but not a relative.

"Take what? Look, that's all I have. Fang Yicheng pointed to a few half-new clothes and said.

"What's that?" Suna suddenly took out a brand-new dark black trench coat in the innermost part of Fang Yicheng's suitcase.

"That one can't be moved." Fang Yicheng's face suddenly darkened.

"What's wrong?" Suna noticed the rapid change in Fang Yicheng's face.

"Nothing?" Fang Yicheng recovered his emotions, but he still didn't explain categorically, "Anyway, that one can't be moved!" ”

"Shhhh If you don't move, you don't move, isn't it just a piece of clothing, like a treasure. ”

Suna continued to mumble: "Then it's okay, aren't you not going home this Spring Festival, just borrowing you to be a temporary boyfriend for a few days!" ”