Chapter 820: Dead Skin Lives in His House
"I'm homeless, so be kind enough to take me in."
Feng Chen pursed his thin lips and didn't speak for a long time.
Song Zhiyue said pitifully: "If Shengsheng lived alone, I wouldn't have come to you, she and Senior Lu were kind and loving all day long, and I was embarrassed to live in her house and disturb them." If you don't take me in, I'll be left to live on the streets. ”
Feng Chen didn't speak, took away the hand holding the doorknob, and turned to walk to the sofa.
Song Zhiyue was stunned for a moment and blinked, what did he mean by this? Promised?
No matter, let's go first.
She dragged two boxes into the house, placed them in the hallway, and walked to the couch.
Seeing a bowl of dumplings on the coffee table, her eyes lit up.
"I haven't eaten dinner yet."
She sat down and picked one up, took a bite and ate it.
Feng Chen reminded her: "That's what I ate." ”
Song Zhiyue glanced at him, and after saying "oh", he lowered his head and ate another one.
Feng Chen was a little dissatisfied with her casual attitude: "You still eat what I have eaten?" ”
"What does it matter? Aren't most couples now fond of sharing their meals? If you don't believe it, go and ask Senior Lu if he has ever eaten a bowl of rice with Sheng Sheng. ”
Song Zhiyue ate three in a row, put down the chopsticks and said, "Leave the rest for you to eat." ”
Feng Chen walked to the water dispenser and took a glass of water: "If you want to eat, eat it." ”
He would definitely not eat it again, and she was indeed hungry, Song Zhiyue picked up the chopsticks again and continued to finish the bowl of dumplings.
After she put down the dishes and chopsticks, Feng Chen pulled out a card from her wallet.
"You hold this card, the password is 636801, take it yourself and change it to a good password."
Song Zhiyue glanced at the card handed to him, and then raised his eyes to look at him: "What are you giving me the card for?" ”
Feng Chen said in a low tone: "Isn't there no money?" ”
Song Zhiyue was stunned, and hurriedly took it, almost getting into a goof.
"Other people's passwords are usually their own birthdays, why aren't yours?"
Feng Chen said lightly: "That's what you women like to set up." ”
"What did you just say was the password?" She didn't remember.
Feng Chen repeated again: "636801." ”
"This can't be Liang Weirong's birthday, right?"
Feng Chen's eyes swept towards her faintly.
Song Zhiyue's alarm bell rang: "I said nonsense, I don't mean anything else." ”
Feng Chen's eyes narrowed and he drank a glass of water.
Song Zhiyue happily accepted the card and stuffed it into his bag.
Although she won't spend his money, he gives her the card, which shows that he really treats her as a girlfriend.
"Am I going to live with you before I find a house?"
Feng Chen said gently: "If you want to stay in a hotel, you can also stay, the money in the card is enough for you to live in a hotel for half your life." ”
Seeing him say this, Song Zhiyue knew that he agreed to live here, and she said with a smile: "This can't be your secondary card, right?" ”
"I don't have a secondary card."
Song Zhiyue nodded: "I'll take the things upstairs to the room." ”
She walked to the entrance and dragged the two boxes to the staircase.
Inside was all her belongings, so it was heavy and heavy.
She was going to get one box upstairs and then come down to get the other.
Feng Chen saw that she was struggling to carry the box up two steps, guessed that it should be very heavy, put down the water cup and stepped forward, took the box from her hand, and carried it upstairs.
Song Zhiyue saw him take the initiative to help, laughed, and retreated to the staircase to get another one.