Zhou Yong's movements were almost frozen.

He leaned over slightly, and his whole body was in a state of stiffness.

Song Ci's breathing was very close to him, and his soft lips were still close to Zhou Yi's, and he seemed to be muttering unconsciously.

"Thoughtful ......"

She muttered Zhou Yong's name, and it was not until the end that she collapsed weakly without strength.

Zhou Yong stretched out his arm and took her waist into his arms, carefully put the person in the co-pilot, and fastened the seat belt.

This kiss came suddenly, and it was unexpected by Zhou Yong.

It's been a long time since they've been this close.

Zhou Yong got into the car in silence and held the steering wheel, and his heart, which had always been calm, was beating violently at the moment.

What does she mean.

Song Ci called his name, and the probability of recognizing the wrong person was 0.

So why......

didn't have time to dig deeper, Song Ci raised his hand and pulled his collar: "Woo, it's uncomfortable, it's so hot." ”

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yong immediately raised his hand to turn on the air conditioner to a suitable temperature, and then stepped on the accelerator.

Because Song Ci was still a little delirious, Zhou Yong was not worried that she was at home alone, so he simply brought her to her apartment.

When he went upstairs around Song Ci's waist, the lights in the corridor flashed a few times, and the person in his arms immediately whimpered impatiently: "My eyes hurt." ”

Looking at her squeamish appearance unconsciously because she was drunk, Zhou Yong's heart was slightly touched.

The corners of his lips hooked, and he pulled her arm towards his neck, and after making sure she was slumped on top of him, he even unleashed an extra hand and covered her eyes.

Almost instantly, Song Ci's tightly furrowed brows loosened.

Zhou Yong's warm and wide palm blocked the place where she could feel the light very well, and there were almost no gaps.

Under the darkness, Song Ci's breathing began to be even.

But Zhou Yong had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

In the palm of his hand, Song Ci's long and clever eyelashes were like countless small brushes, scratching his palm, and Zhou Yong's heart inevitably had some waves.

In the end, he hid Song Ci's gaze and entered the door.

Zhou Yong simply didn't turn on the light, and neatly hugged the person into the room.

He looked at Song Ci, who was lying on the bed and was drowsy, and chuckled invisibly.

I always feel like I've seen this kind of scene many times.

Zhou Yong placed Song Ci on the bed with ease, and he was sorting out the documents at the desk.

After the romance between the two of them is announced, it will undoubtedly have some impact on the current market.

Both are well-known and powerful companies in the industry, especially Zhou's is still a leader, which will definitely attract many people's fear.

A trace of thought crossed Zhou Yong's eyes, and he quietly and calmly began to deal with the work in his hands.

Next.

Song Ci was woken up with a slight headache.

She had a bad stomach so she tried not to drink, but yesterday she was really emotional, so she couldn't help but drink a little more.

Song Ci thought he would have a splitting headache, but he only felt slightly dizzy.

"Awake?"

She was reminiscing about what had happened last night when a very soft male voice squeezed next to her.

Song Ci raised his eyes, looking at the unfazed eyes of last week.

She trembled instantly, and looked down at herself.

Dressed neatly, I was relieved.

Zhou Yong, who saw her small movements, couldn't help but chuckle, and deliberately teased: "It's not that there is no ......."

"Shut up."

Song Ci glared at her in annoyance, got up and walked outside.

"I'll bring you back and take care of you, just to me?"

Zhou Yong didn't mention what happened last night, asked casually, and pointed to the dining table: "Breakfast is there." ”

"Thank you, but it doesn't conflict with me telling you to shut up."

Song replied, sat on the chair, looked at the breakfast that completely met his taste, and had some mixed emotions for a while.

She still remembers the previous times when she was drunk, and Zhou Yong would buy herself some breakfast suitable for drinking.

But at that time, he would buy a big table, all sorts of things, and let himself choose.

She has always only eaten those that meet her taste, and after a long time, maybe Zhou Ji also remembered it.

Such a subtle exchange of feelings of each other's lives made Song Ci finish the breakfast in silence.

"The engagement ceremony is on this Saturday, I have seen your arrangement, time permits, and your parents and sister should not have anything to do at this time."

Zhou Yong was very thoughtful and directly sent the arrangement to Song Ci in the form of a document.

Hearing this, Song Ci bowed his head slightly and began to read the document seriously.

I have to say that the thoughtful arrangement is indeed orderly, not only the timing is appropriate, but also all unexpected situations are basically eliminated.

"According to grandma, the media is definitely coming, but I only invited a few formal media that are not so gossipy, if you want anyone to come, you can also bring it in directly."

Zhou Yong glanced at Song Ci, she shook her head: "No, that's fine." ”

It's just a show anyway.

Show their affectionate appearance, show off the enviable love affair of the family.

The corners of Song Ci's lips hooked up a bitter smile, and he suddenly felt very bored.

If it weren't for Mrs. Zhou's relationship, she might never be stuck in these things between the two of them again.

But at this point, Song Ci regained his calm after a short period of negativity.

She got up and went to put on her shoes: "Then don't bother Mr. Zhou, thank you for what happened last night." ”

Song Ci also recalled just now that he had called Zhou Yong, and he was a little annoyed in addition to being embarrassed.

Why did she call him?

Zhou Yong saw that she was ready to flee in the wilderness, and her mood improved a lot, but her face was not shocked, but she responded lightly.

After Song quit the door, he went straight to his house.

"Sister?"

Song Wan pushed open the door and found that it was Song Ci who knocked on the door, and was a little surprised: "Don't you have to be busy with the company's affairs today?" ”

"I'll go back later, I'll tell you something."

Song Ci touched his nose with some weakness, sat on the sofa and drank a sip of water, and then spoke: "Hmm...... Do you remember what happened to me and Zhou Yong? ”

"Ah, remember, aren't you guys uh, divorced?"

Song Wan hesitated for a moment, but still asked straightly.

"Well, but if I tell you now, we're getting married and we're going to have a public engagement ceremony this Saturday......"

"What?"

Song Wan looked at Song Ci in disbelief, and her mouth was open enough to swallow an egg.

Along with Song Wan's voice, there was also Song Mu's equally shocking voice.

She walked in front of Song Ci in three or two steps, with some hatred on her face.

"For such a big thing, you only told me the specific time now? ...... the hell you"

Mother Song chattered endlessly and was about to speak, but Father Song hurriedly came over and stopped her: "The child hasn't come back for a long time, you don't have to say a word first." ”

Then, in Song Ci's slightly evasive gaze, Song's father spoke earnestly.

"Excuse me, it's not that Dad blames you, but what do you two mean?"