Anyway, Song Xiao wanted Yun Feixiao to be responsible, and Yun Feixiao said he was innocent!

Didn't he just forget to close his eyes?

Besides, don’t let you watch, don’t let you tell me in advance.

I didn't say anything in advance, and I asked for responsibility after seeing it.

Yun Feixiao almost didn't want to kill Song Xiao, responsible? Responsible for the fart!

Yun Feixiao pretended not to hear, but Yun Feixiao didn't miss anything that should be taken care of.

Yun Feixiao, who was taking care of people for the first time, realized that he did not have the talent for taking care of people.

It's incredible.

After Song Ci learned about the situation at the hospital, he had nothing to say except for a fox like Song Xiao.

Chu Rong recently felt wronged by the thief.

Because his birthday is approaching, but Song Ci seems to be addicted to work and can't help himself.

There is no meaning to have a good birthday with him at all.

And it gave Chu Rong the feeling that the two of them would spend in the studio on his birthday.

I'm so angry, but I can't say it directly. If I say it directly, Chu Rong always feels that something is not good.

With all these entanglements, Chu Rong wears a reluctant smile on his face every day.

Song Ci naturally discovered it, but she didn't quite understand it. She thought that Chu Rong had something to tell her, but she was embarrassed to say so, so she held it back.

Song Ci thought, let Chu Rong think about it, so he didn't ask.

Then, Chu Rong never said.

That's how it came to the day before Chu Rong's birthday.

Song Ci found that Chu Rong was always slow in doing things today, and sometimes he was distracted and made mistakes.

Unable to bear it anymore, Song Ci pressed Chu Rong's shoulder, because he was ten centimeters shorter than Chu Rong, so Song Ci was a little strenuous when he pressed Chu Rong.

Fortunately, Chu Rong was very cooperative to let Song Ci press, and there was no accident at the scene.

"What's wrong with you?!" Song Ci asked, frowning.

Chu Rong glanced at Song Ci and shook his head: "I'm fine."

Song Ci stared at Chu Rong, showing a clear expression of disbelief.

"You started something wrong a few days ago, but I haven't asked, now you still want to hide it?!" Song Ci looked straight at Chu Rong with sharp eyes.

Chu Rong: "..."

"It's okay, maybe because I didn't sleep well yesterday." Chu Rong tilted his head and said.

Song Ci squinted at him, the expression on his face was suspicious.

Chu Rong pursed his lips, allowing Song Ci to scan back and forth.

"If you are tired, go to the lounge and lie down for a while." Song Ci pushed Chu Rong into the lounge, and then seated Chu Rong on the sofa.

Chu Rong nodded, but didn't insist.

It was when he was lying down to rest, Chu Rong wondered if he would let Song Ci know about his birthday tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Chu Rong lay down and fell asleep.

At lunch, Song Ci entered the lounge and found that Chu Rong was asleep.

After thinking for a while, Song Ci didn't bother Chu Rong, so he ordered takeaway.

After eating the takeaway, Song Ci continued to fall into work.

In the afternoon, Chu Rong woke up.

"Are you hungry? Let me order you a takeaway." Song Ci said.

"Okay." Chu Rong nodded, hesitating how to speak.

"I'll order it for you. You will pay attention to take the takeaway in a while." After Song Ci finished speaking, he put the phone in his pocket and continued to work.

Chu Rong: "..."

Still don't say it.

After eating the takeaway from Song Ci, Chu Rong also went to work.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Song Ci packed up his things and prepared to go back to the apartment.

Chu Rong also cooperated to clean up.

After cleaning up, the two went back to the apartment.