Ling Jincheng was not embarrassed: "I'll send you."

"No, you don't." Su Jiuge immediately refused.

"Miss Su, since you have decided to do it, of course you must have a beginning and an end." Ling Jincheng interrupted her and said lightly.

Su Jiuge was silent for a while, and finally got into Ling Jincheng's car again.

The night is sultry, and the twilight is four.

Su Jiuge and Ling Jincheng had been shopping for a day, and now sitting in the car looking at the Rong Mansion not far away, they always felt that there was an irrepressible sense of unreality, which was the strongest since they fell into this world.

"Rong Xun didn't call once, don't you feel sad?" Ling Jincheng rolled down the window and lit a cigarette.

Su Jiuge's beautiful face was silent: "Why should you be sad?"

She allows the people she likes to have their own lives, and she doesn't have to report her whereabouts all the time.

"Then you go back and see what your beloved man will say to you, perhaps, I can wait here for half an hour." Ling Jincheng exhaled light smoke, and his face in the smoke was cold.

Su Jiuge opened the car door neatly and got out of the car, his steps were steady, and he didn't look nervous and depressed.

The lights were bright, and the servants of Rong Mansion left at night, and the old man Rong Mu slept relatively early, and the surroundings were quiet, as if only Su Jiuge's breath was there.

At a glance, the woman saw a man sitting on the sofa in gray loungewear.

Su Jiuge raised his usual smile and walked over to greet lightly: "You're back."

Rong Xun looked at her, his eyes did not change, and nodded: "Where did you go?"

"Hmm......" Su Jiuge tilted his head: "Just go shopping."

Hearing this answer, the man's eyes began to fluctuate constantly, he seemed to want to say something, the Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, but in the end he didn't say anything, even the darkness under his eyes returned to calm, nodded and responded lightly: "Hmm."

The strings in Su Jiuge's heart completely collapsed when he heard such an answer, he didn't know what he felt, but he felt that the pain was a little leaky, and even his face was a little pale.

She never thought about it seriously, and after thinking about it, she realized that the more she knew about this man, the more she liked it.

She fell in love with a character she had created.

"Don't you have anything to ask?" Su Jiuge's lips trembling with bright red lipstick trembled, and he asked in disbelief.

"Ask what?" Rong Xun asked lightly.

His mood was no different, the same as when they first met, the same as every conversation, the same as they had known for so long.

Su Jiuge looked out the window and saw Ling Jincheng's car parked below, and he hadn't left yet.

"No, no, no." Su Jiuge smiled dismally, a little depressed and wanted to leave.

Rong Xun immediately held her hand, and his deep eyebrows furrowed: "Xiao Jiu, do you think I didn't ask why you came back with Ling Jincheng and got angry?"

Koku.

Since that day, Rong Xun has been calling her Xiaojiu.

Very affectionate, very heartwarming salutation.

Su Jiuge shook his head and was about to withdraw his hand: "I'm not angry."

"Eat with me if you're not angry." Rong Xun took the woman's hand directly into his arms and hugged her waist.

"Let go of my Rong Xun," Su Jiuge struggled, his face was very bad: "Take advantage of the time when I am not angry yet."

Rong Xun's frowning brows did not loosen, but said in an affirmative and helpless tone: "You're still angry."

Su Jiuge shook off Rong Xun, and his mood was still a little broken: "I'm not angry, I'm more disappointed, because I can't see it, you who keep saying that you like me, do you like me or not!"