"Don't come back yet, I'll inform you, you'll come back, OK?"

Qi Moyue just mumbled, and there was a sound of "doodoo" hanging up on the phone.

Staring at the screen, glancing at the interface showing the end of the call, he smiled helplessly, put down the papers that he had packed up so that he could go home at any time, and continued to work.

And Song Ziyan prepared everything, stood on the balcony, supported his chin with his hands, and waited for dark.

Looking at the time from time to time, looking at the time from time to time, at more than seven o'clock, he finally dialed the long-awaited phone call from Qi Moyue.

Within five minutes, there was a knock on the door.

Song Ziyan looked at Qi Moyue, who was standing at the door of the house, in the monitor, and was stunned.

Is this a whole rocket launched back, so fast.

And Qi Moyue, who was standing at the door, felt that he was impulsive, and he should sit in the car for a while.

As early as when Song Ziyan called for the first time to stop his pace of going home, although others listened to Song Ziyan's words and continued to sit at the desk to work, his heart flew away early and flew home.

Although this is a loss of professionalism of a president, it is very clear to love someone.

I miss her when I eat, I miss her at work, and I dream about her.

She will be happy talking to herself, arguing with herself, and even hitting herself.

Love is the most complex and yet simplest human emotion.

Therefore, when he couldn't work seriously, Qi Moyue drove home, but because Song Ziyan didn't call him home, Qi Moyue decided to stay in the car for a while.

After Song Ziyan called him, he stayed in the car for a while, although it was only one minute, it seemed like he had been waiting for several years.

Qi Moyue, who was super bored in the car, finally couldn't bear it, got out of the car, and went home.

Standing at the door of the house, I felt that it was not real for me to rush home from the company so quickly, so I stood at the door for a while.

But it didn't last more than three minutes, and Qi Moyue rang the doorbell.

To be honest, he never thought that he would be naïve like this one day, and he would have to think about it when he returned to his home.

But it seems that this is quite happy, and when I go home, there is always someone waiting for me, or someone I love.

……

Song Ziyan thought that the lights were turned on, the cakes were taken out, and the flowers were in place.

In such a perfect situation, it would be a bit of a ruin to ask Qi Moyue why he came back so early.

Besides, he didn't realize his plan when he came back early, and he saved time for himself, so he could go back to the dormitory early.

Therefore, Song Ziyan didn't think much about it, opened the door, and hid.

The mobile phone was connected to the Bluetooth speaker, and he played his song "For Love", holding the cake and waiting for Qi Moyue to walk from the restaurant to the entrance as soon as he came in, giving him a surprise.

Song Ziyan thought about it again and again, and sprayed a lump of cream on his hands.

That's right, she wants to confuse Qi Moyue's face, which is the surprise and romance she understands.

And as a result, Qi Moyue, who was looking forward to it, went home and found that Song Ziyan yearned for something on his face.

Fortunately, he was vigorous and dodged, so Song Ziyan lost his support point and stood unsteadily, falling to the side.

Seeing that she was about to be planted on the ground, Song Ziyan's subconscious reaction was to protect her face, and she successfully pasted herself with cream, but fortunately, she was pulled by Qi Moyue and did not fall down.

But she also desperately doesn't want to get up, who would be so heartless and blind, and don't know her parents with a paste, to kiss her husband?