When Rong He returned home, he passed by the restaurant and saw a table of uncovered dishes and a sprinkled of bright red rose petals.

The candlestick on the table was almost burned to the end, and the overflowing wax was like a string of teardrops against the body of the candle.

Is this prepared by Ye Zhi?

Rong and self-deprecating tugged at the corners of his mouth.

She won't understand that even if she doesn't do these things, she will willingly agree to any of her conditions.

Except, of course, to put her.

Rong He went upstairs and stayed outside Ye Zhiyu's room for a while, stunned by the movement of raising his hand on the doorknob.

After thinking for a while, he withdrew his hand and walked in the direction of his room without looking back.

Rong He opened the door to the room, and a faint light overflowed his vision.

Only then did he notice that someone had turned on the floor lamp in the room.

Rong He closed the door, walked into the bedroom, and raised his eyes to see Ye Zhilu lying on the sofa in his room, because there was no quilt, two cats were lying on her stomach to warm her.

She's been waiting for herself?

Rong He's heart was slightly touched......

When the vigilant Rolling and Jiang Rushui saw Rong He, they first yawned lazily, then arched their feet, stretched their claws forward and grabbed Ye Zhilu's clothes, and stretched their waists.

Ye Zhiwei was disturbed by their movements, she was shocked, opened her eyes, and rubbed her hands.

When her vision gradually became clear, she turned her head, looked at Rong You, and hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

"Brother......

Ye Zhilu got up from the sofa, and as soon as he walked in front of him, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol on the tip of his nose.

Ye Zhilu raised his eyes to look at Rong He, his thick eyelashes cast a dark shadow on his eyelids, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in his dark eyes.

Faced with Rong He's silence, Ye Zhilu didn't know what to say for a while.

"Eat, have you eaten?"

"Eat." Rong He replied lightly.

Ye Zhiwei nodded knowingly, slowly lowered his eyelids, and thought about how to organize the language to talk about what happened some time ago.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Rong He suddenly spoke, and Ye Zhilu raised his eyes to look at him.

Rong You's shrewd and sharp eyes seemed to see through her at a glance.

"yes, yes."

"Say it." Rong He pulled his tie, took off his coat, and threw it on the single sofa beside him.

Ye Zhilu cautiously stepped forward and hooked Rong You's little finger.

"I want to talk to you about a series of misunderstandings that happened between us some time ago."

Rong He's eyes darkened: "Are you going to mention Su Ze with me?" ”

Ye Zhifu nodded: "There is indeed something about him." ”

Rong He took a deep breath: "Then let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm a little tired today." ”

"But ......"

Rong He ignored Ye Zhi, walked to the single sofa, sat down and closed his eyes to recuperate, and pinched the mountain roots tiredly.

Ye Zhiwei felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him, but seeing that Rong He was very tired, he thought that he had worked all day today, and he should have encountered something that gave him a headache.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhilu suppressed the depression in his heart again.

She turned to go to the bathroom, wet the towel with hot water and wring it out.

When he came out, Rong He frowned and leaned back on the sofa, seemingly uncomfortable.

She sighed, walked up to Rong You, and stretched out her hand holding the towel, trying to wipe his face.

Before Ye Zhilu could touch Rong You, he quickly grabbed it.