In the few days since Rong Xun moved back to his apartment, his roommates have been coming over to visit him from time to time during the day.
As evening approached, before it was completely dark, he immediately closed the door, fearing that those troublesome kids would come and disturb his time with Rong Shang again.
But as the days went by, it was only three or four days before she returned to the east of the city.
That evening, Rong Shang came out of her room after taking a bath, and the man walking towards her blocked her way.
Rong Shang glanced at him lazily, then raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"
Her hair was still wet, and she was drying it with a towel while leaning her back against the cool wall behind her.
Rong Xun stood beside her, his deep gaze fixed on her. He nervously clenched his fists, stammering, "Chi Yue, I..."
"I have something to tell you."
"What?"
Rong Shang paused in drying her hair, looked up at him, and just then, her phone, which she had placed on the living room sofa, suddenly rang.
She shifted her gaze to the living room in front of her. "Wait a minute, I need to take this call."
As the soft voice fell, Rong Shang pulled aside Rong Xun's hand that was blocking her way and took a step to walk out.
"Late Moon".
The man's deep voice carried a hint of urgency. Rong Shang was puzzled. When she looked over again, a light shadow fell in front of her. Rong Xun suddenly leaned down and kissed her on the lips when she was not paying attention.
Before she could react, Rong Xun had already walked past her with a "pop," saying, "Go answer the phone."
"..."
"Rong Xun," she called his name.
Unfortunately, in this narrow corridor, the man's footsteps quickened and quickened, as if he had stolen a kiss from her and was afraid she would come after him.
At this moment, the warm light from the ceiling shone down, and Rong Shang heard one of the doors behind her close with a "bang." She finally couldn't help but smile slightly.
A dozen seconds later, she went to the living room and answered Mr. Han's call.
Several days had passed, and Mr. Han had not heard any news about the dream from Rong Shang. He was really worried, so he called to ask her if there was any progress.
Unfortunately, his attitude wasn't good when he asked for favors, so Rong Shang didn't want to give him a pleasant look and only said, "You'll know when the ten days are up."
Her blatant disregard for her superior infuriated President Han, who said on the phone, "If you can't get her back, you can get the hell out of here."
"Beep beep..."
The phone line had been disconnected, but the man's last angry curses still lingered in her ears. Rong Shang sneered.
Oh.
With his attitude, expecting Rong Xun to be his cash cow is simply a pipe dream.
Putting down her phone, Rong Shang grabbed a towel and went to knock on Rong Xun's door.
"What's up?"
A cold voice came from inside the room. Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest flashing in her shimmering eyes.
Is this a case of turning your back on me after the kiss, or is it just shyness?
"Can I borrow your hairdryer?"
She said something to him in a serious tone, her hand slowly resting on the doorknob.
The next second, a "click" sound was heard, accompanied by a man's deep voice, "You also have a hairdryer in your room."
Unfortunately, by the time Rong Xun finished speaking, it was too late; the woman had already opened the door and walked in from outside.
In an instant, Rong Xun met her slow, smiling gaze. He thought of the stolen kiss he had given her in the corridor just now, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.
He pursed his lips, turned his face away, and pointed to a cabinet diagonally opposite. "The hairdryer is in that cabinet."
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