"yes, I didn't even go to lunch, I just wanted to wait for you." But she didn't even go downstairs to eat lunch.

But hearing that she couldn't help but care about herself, Bi Sheng felt that Weiwei should not be very angry anymore, as long as she coaxed her again.

She stopped talking, and the two were silent for a long time, and Bi Sheng waited patiently.

"Okay."

Finally, she agreed to him with a gentle word.

She herself exonerated him all this in her heart, involuntarily.

Bi Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and a faint smile appeared on his lips sitting on the chair in the hall: "Good." ”

Hanging up the phone, he began to wait patiently for her to get off work.

Rong Zhiwei looked out the window, the night in winter always came very early, obviously it was still evening, after briefly cleaning up the desktop, she chatted with Angna a few words and got off work.

She took the elevator downstairs and saw him sitting on a chair in the lobby on the first floor, a dark gray tweed coat, black pants, slender and straight legs, hands in pockets, and headphones in his ears.

Her figure broke into sight, Bi Sheng got up from the chair, pulled off the headphones and stuffed them into his pocket casually, and then walked towards her with long legs.

After standing still in front of her, she reached out to hold her hand, Rong Zhiwei lowered her head and hesitated, but still let him take it.

For the first time, his palms were cold.

Her heart softened in an instant.

Holding her hand, Bi Sheng lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand, and then took her hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket, he smiled at the corner of his lips: "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Whatever you want."

"Then let's go eat hot pot."

He led her out of the company, and Qiao Yizhou, who was behind the two, looked at the backs of the two, pondered for a few seconds, and then turned to leave.

Along the way, Bi Sheng coaxed her softly, and when she arrived at the hot pot restaurant, she sat down, and after all the dishes she ordered, he saw a faint smile on the corner of Rong Zhiwei's lips.

He probably knows what she likes to eat.

At the end of a hot pot, although he still minded the matter between him and his ex, he couldn't afford to be angry anymore, is it really the reason for Bi Sheng's high emotional intelligence...

However, it has only been confirmed that the relationship has been in place for more than a week, and she really doesn't have much capital to mess with him, and the smarter ones will accept it when they see it.

After eating a hot pot for an hour, he accompanied her to walk around the nearby mall, and then sent her home in person, Bi Sheng thought about whether he really wanted to buy a car, otherwise it would be too inconvenient.

After that day, everything seemed to be back on track.

Two days later, Rong Zhiwei saw Bi Sheng again downstairs in her company.

At noon in early spring, although the sun is good, it doesn't feel warm on the body.

He stood next to a silver-white Audi, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips as soon as he saw him.

Rong Zhiwei was surprised: "What to do?" ”

Bi Sheng opened the co-pilot's door and let her sit in, and then he sat in the driver's seat after half a circle: "I bought a new car, so that I can pick you up and commute to work in the future, and I am not afraid that it will be too late to go to your house at night and go to my house without a bus or subway." ”

She was a little confused.

So, was this car bought specifically for her.

He almost doesn't need it, he can do a job like drawing comics at home without going out, but he bought a car to pick him up from work, not to mention the time-consuming thing...

"What do you want to eat?"

"Sichuan cuisine!"

Bi Sheng started the car and drove steadily on the road.

Looking at the side face of his focused driving, Rong Zhiwei couldn't stop feeling warm in her heart.

I guess I met the right person.

Although she has said that when she goes to work in the morning, she can do without Bi Sheng, he likes to sleep lazily and occasionally has to stay up all night at noon, so there is no need to trouble him in the morning.

But Bi Sheng insisted on driving her from the north of the city to the south of the city every morning to send her to work, Rong Zhiwei felt that the gas money alone... There are enough of them.

Although she repeatedly emphasized, Bi Sheng did her own thing as if she couldn't hear it, so Rong Zhiwei couldn't help it, and the two discussed it, or simply live together.

Otherwise, it would be too troublesome to go from the north of the city to the south of the city, or from the south of the city to the north of the city every time.

Rong Zhiwei rented a single apartment by herself, but Bi Sheng bought a two-bedroom apartment by herself, and she didn't want to think about it, so Bi Sheng directly moved Rong Zhiwei and her family to the north of the city.

Although he felt that it was better for two people to sleep in one room, he was afraid that Rong Zhiwei would think that it was too early, so he cleaned up the room that was originally used as a guest room and made it a bedroom for her.

Rong Zhiwei felt that her hard work from 9 to 5 was actually more than the salary of this lazy cancer painter.

Although he has a small deposit, he can compare it next to Bi Sheng, who bought a car casually, and he really can't get the title of a little rich woman, but it seems that he was raised by him.

Himself, but his boss!

That's right, she's her boss!

She was lying on the balcony window thinking about this, and was suddenly hugged from behind, and the red bean milk tea in her hand almost spilled.

"Yikes."

Bi Sheng took the milk tea in her hand and put it on the windowsill on the side, wrapped his hands around her waist, and put his chin on her shoulder: "Our first Valentine's Day, have you figured out how to spend it?" ”

As he was talking, he leaned towards the root of her ear, Rong Zhiwei was afraid of itching, turned around in his arms with a smile, and held his face with both hands to stop this behavior: "Are you finished drawing?" ”

"Huh? I've taken a leave of absence, and I'm a day late, but fortunately, they're quite willing to let us both make time for Valentine's Day. Bi Sheng hugged her in his arms, kissed her forehead, and let her lean on his chest.

"Is there any arrangement for my Shengsheng cartoonist?"

"Let's go, go out into the street."

Perhaps it was the starting point of abusing dogs and sprinkling dog food, Bi Sheng simply didn't drive, and swaggered out with Rong Zhiwei in his arms, only to notice on the street that on Valentine's Day, almost all of them are pairs, and there are few people.

It's a festival that's entirely theirs.

In addition to shopping, eating and watching movies, Bi Sheng deliberately picked a particularly exquisite dessert shop, so that Rong Zhiwei could eat enough at one time, and bought a lot to take home.

In the evening, the two of them took the subway home, there were many people in the carriage, the seats were already full, and there were many people standing in the middle.

He took out a small box from the pocket of his coat and opened it, and a ring lay quietly inside.

Rong Zhiwei's eyes flashed with surprise, proposing?

But he didn't want to, after Bi Sheng took out the ring, he took it apart.

The larger rings have vines and antlers, and the smaller ones have a crown on them.