"Idiot!"

Song has only sent Shen Lang to the police station once, who gave her a sense of superiority, and will think that he is interested in her.

Firewood girl, no four taels of meat in her breasts.

Shen Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't have any interest in your body. ”

"You're not interested, you're still ......"

Song only wanted to argue, and when he got up, he realized that he was still wearing yesterday's clothes.

Could he ......

Shen Lang felt tired of living for 28 years without staying with this woman: "You drank too much yesterday and vomited me, so I sent you to the hotel nearby." ”

Song only blinked, stayed for a long time, lowered his head and tried to recall what happened yesterday.

Fragmented memories regrouped together in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the deeper her head lowered.

It's not the most embarrassing thing to get drunk and vomit someone's body, ask for kisses and hugs...... It seems that I still watch people take a bath.

Song only hit the bed with one head, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

It's a shame, it's a shame.

She bit her lower lip, raised her head forcefully, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to say, "I'm sorry, I ...... yesterday"

Shen Lang didn't bother to pay attention to her, and he was about to walk out.

"You're going to go out like this?"

Hearing Song Zhizhi's words, Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was only wearing a pair of pants.

Thanks to Song, the blazer that Shen Lang wore yesterday was ......

He felt sick when he thought about it.

Shen Lang picked up the clean shirt and buttoned it, he walked out of the room, and suddenly a loud roar came from behind him, he covered his ears, looking decrepit.

Song only looked like an eggplant hit by frost, and he looked sad all the way, and he didn't even realize that the bus had passed the stop.

When I got off the bus, I realized that I didn't know the road here at all, so I took a taxi to work.

"What does it smell like?"

While waiting for the elevator, Wang Xintong pinched her nose and walked to Song Zhizhi's side, saw that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, raised her eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Zhizhi, why did you disappear yesterday?" And, still wearing yesterday's clothes......"

She didn't finish her words, but the smile on her face was very ambiguous.

Song is just a good baby, and he is not good at lying, so he waved his hand at Wang Xintong vigorously: "No, no, I just ...... Just ......"

Wang Xintong gently bumped her on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Come on, I'm not joking with you." ”

She seemed to think of something, and added, "Oh yes, I haven't had time to congratulate you yet." ”

"Congratulations?" Song only frowned and blinked a few times.

What does she have to congratulate, an unlucky guy who drinks water and stuffs her teeth.

Looking at Song Zhizhi with a surprised face, Wang Xintong was quite puzzled: "You don't know? ”

"What should I know?"

As he spoke, the elevator had stopped, and two people stepped out of the elevator.

When Song only pushed open the door of the studio, a "bang" sound of a twisting cannon exploded, which startled Song Zhi, and reached out to pick up a few petals in the twisting gun, and she looked at the colleagues surrounding her in surprise.

Immediately followed by a tidal wave of applause, Song was only stunned, and the stunned expression on his face became even richer.

Lei Yuling walked in front of Song Zhizhi with a red envelope: "Huh." ”

"For me?" Song was only stunned to the extent that he won the first prize without buying a lottery ticket.

Lei Yuling took the contract and stuffed it into Song Zhi's hand: "Only, I really didn't misunderstand you, this is your new contract, I have already sorted it out." ”

Contract?

She was dizzy, she really couldn't figure out what the situation was now?

Song only quickly opened the contract, only glanced at it cursoly, and the whole person was petrified instantly.

What's going on?

Her contract with the studio is obviously half a year away, but why has it been renewed for another three years now?

She works hard every day, even if Lei Yuling occupies her work, she never complains, but the contract has not expired.

Seeing that I was about to end this servile job, I could leave the studio to become an independent designer and realize my dream, but ......

Lei Yuling smiled, waved his hand at his colleagues, and said loudly, "Let's go to work." ”

She hugged Song Zhi's shoulder: "I didn't expect that you have such feelings for the studio, and yesterday you had to pull me to renew the contract, only, you do a good job, and the position of the chief designer of the studio in the future must be yours." ”

This flatbread is painted ......

She doesn't even have a copy of her own signed design, and she's the chief designer......

"Sister Yuling, is there any misunderstanding here?" Song only stared at Lei Yuling, hoping that this time it was just an illusion.

Lei Yuling said: "Don't make trouble, I'm going to make a pattern, you go to work first." ”

With that, she left.

Just gone?

Song only froze in place, his brain was completely messed up.

For three years, she worked hard for three years, thinking that she could be free, but she didn't expect that three years would follow, and then three years......

I want to cry without tears!

Song only slumped on the chair like a chicken, I don't know why, his head seemed to be uncontrollable and remembered Shen Lang.

Sure enough, it's not good to meet him.

Broom star!

With the ghost of decay!

On this day, Song didn't know how she came over, and she didn't recover when she returned home.

Buzzing...... Buzzing......

If it weren't for the sound of decoration upstairs, I'm afraid, she would still be sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Song only glanced up at the ceiling, and a piece of wall skin fell off, hitting her in the head.

Could there be a more tragic thing to happen?

She took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm.

"Smack!"

Before Song could lower his head, another larger piece of wall skin fell off.

The old community is not good at this, as long as the upstairs is decorated, the downstairs will have to follow the bad luck, which is nothing originally, but now Song only has a fire in his heart, and the upstairs has to add a handful of firewood at this time.

If this breath is not released, Song will only have to suffocate to death, she slammed the door hard, rushed upstairs in three or two steps, and used all her strength to bang on the door of her new neighbor frantically.

Whoever makes you unhappy at this time, then don't blame this girl for being irritable!