Chapter 1066: The Employer Is a Little Poor 56

After the termination of the contract, Zhou Xinglan sounded a lot more comfortable.

"Ms. He Qing, you have been innocently absent from work for two days, should you give me an explanation?"

Lian Qing asked in surprise: "Absenteeism?" How do you know I didn't go to the company? ”

This time, Zhou Xinglan was puzzled: "Company? Don't you know that your contract was signed with me? ”

Huh, is that so?

After answering the phone, Lianqing felt that she was in a bright spring, so she deleted the text message she had just edited, and directly blocked the contact information of Jingwa Entertainment.

Zhou Xinglan said to wait for her at No. 520 Xuanwu Avenue.

After arriving, I found out that Zhou Xinglan was taking her to her new home.

The new home is at No. 1314, and after the elevator reaches the 13th floor, Zhou Xinglan is inconvenient to open the door because he is holding something in his hand.

Lian Qing originally wanted to take the things, but he didn't expect him to report the password directly.

There was no one else at home, and Zhou Xinglan said that he invited her to have a meal to celebrate the housewarming.

The room is all cleaned up, and it doesn't look like a rental house.

The layout is similar to the original apartment, but it is larger and more spacious, and the layout is more tasteful.

Looking at it, it reveals a mature and stable temperament.

In addition to the sofa in the living room.

It turned out that the sofa in the apartment was leather, and it always felt cold and hard to sit on.

Lianqing likes soft sofas, so she always likes to stuff all the pillows around her, creating a feeling that she can bury the whole person by lying in.

The sofa here is full of "don't want to leave" atmosphere.

There is also a baby yellow bean bag chair next to the sofa.

Lian Qing felt sleepy wherever she went.

Sure enough, Zhou Xinglan just went to wash the dishes, and when she came back, she found that she was already asleep.

After all, he tossed Chen Nuo every night, and he didn't sleep well.

When helping her cover the quilt, Zhou Xinglan's eyes lingered on her peachy pink face for a long time, and finally couldn't help but reach out and touch her.

Who knew that he really overestimated his self-control.

Because of the itching on her face, Lian Qing turned over on the sofa.

It's hot today, and she's wearing looser, and her neckline moves down a little bit.

The skin on the round shoulders is delicate, and the traces left by Zhou Xinglan not long ago on the neck socket have disappeared.

He looked deep and touched it with his fingertips.

Lianqing was afraid of itching, and with a muttering sound, Zhou Xinglan naturally helped her lift her clothes.

After getting up, he looked at the suitcase brought by Lian Qing for a while.

When I woke up, it was dark, and the lights in the living room were designed to look like a starry sky, hazy and bright.

When Lian Qing first opened her eyes, she also wondered where she was.

The new home has three rooms, and from the middle there is a faint sound of a staccato piano.

It's incoherent, but every paragraph sounds good.

In fact, the sound insulation of the room is very good, and without Lianqing's extraordinary hearing, you will definitely not be able to hear anything.

It is said that serious men are the most attractive.

Although she couldn't see Zhou Xinglan's appearance now, Lian Qing could imagine him frowning slightly and revising the score.

She didn't want to push the door to interfere with his creation, thinking that she might as well go first.

Just send me a message.

Chen Nuo moved away suddenly, and she didn't expect to come to Zhou Xinglan during the day, and she hadn't found a place to live yet.

After the deposit was returned, the account was quite abundant, so she decided to find a hotel for a night first, and then rent a room near Zhou Xinglan's house to protect him nearby.

Stretching his waist and preparing to leave with his suitcase, he found that the table next to him was full.

A sticky note was pasted on the table, and Zhou Xinglan's handwriting was vigorous and neat.

"I saw that you were tired, so I didn't want to wake you up."