The blind date went to the wrong room, but was confessed by the other party

The staff wanted to remind Fang Zheng that the movie was over, but Fang Zheng made a booing gesture.

The staff could only walk over, bent down and whispered:

"It's time for the handsome guy, we have to clean up and prepare for the next movie."

Fangzheng smiled and said, "There's no need to clean up. I've already reserved the next movie. My surname is Fang. Please just show it later."

The staff froze for a moment, then nodded falteringly: "The venue is reserved? Then... well, then I won't bother you, you two continue."

Jiang Xiyao moved her eyes while sleeping, but she didn't wake up.

Fangzheng finally reminded the staff: "The sound of the next movie can be lowered appropriately."

"Ok sir."

The next movie is an action movie, the plot is upright and very simple, the fight between the police and the robbers, the whole process is basically all kinds of action scenes.

Thunderbolt.

Because action movies are longer than romance movies, Jiang Xiyao woke up one third of the way through the second movie.

The woman had a good night's sleep, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself leaning on Fang Zheng's shoulder and hastily sat up straight.

Fangzheng: "Are you awake? Mr. Jiang has been sleeping for a long time."

Jiang Xiyao turned her head to the other side and covered her forehead with her hands, as if she was not fully conscious.

She rolled her eyes at the fight scene on the screen, and said inexplicably: "Isn't it urban love? Why did the hero and heroine fight?"

These words almost killed Fang Zheng from laughing.

"This is the next movie. I just saw you sleeping soundly and didn't have the heart to disturb you."

"Next time?"

Jiang Xiyao frowned and looked around the theater, only the two of them were empty, Jiang Xiyao realized something.

Seeing that she didn't say a word, Fangzheng reminded: "If you want to say thank you, you can just say so, there's no need to hold back like this."

Jiang Xiyao glared at Fangzheng, and said reluctantly after a while:

"I didn't sleep well last night, thank you."

"It's not easy to hear you say thank you, but you don't have to be polite. I was quite comfortable leaning on me just now. You smell very good."

Jiang Xiyao closed her eyes and exhaled deeply. She took out her mobile phone and checked the time. It was already ten o'clock.

Then he stood up: "It's getting late, you can watch the movie by yourself, I should go home."

She wanted to get away from this guy quickly.

But Fangzheng will not let Jiang Xiyao do whatever she wants, and raise her voice in the empty theater:

"Do you want me to see you? You are half asleep and half awake. It's not good to drive."

Jiang Xiyao didn't speak until she walked to the door, but after opening the door, she paused and turned to look at Fang Zheng.

In fact, Fangzheng already understood what she meant without the other party saying a word.

Because Fang Zheng, the big beauty of Jiang, is too familiar with her. She is a typical paper tiger. On the surface, she is not afraid of anything, but in fact, she sees any of your little tricks.

With more petty actions, Jiang Xiyao will naturally care about you. Of course, the premise is that you have the courage to suppress her murderous eyes.

The movie wasn't over yet, Fangzheng walked out of the theater to the parking lot to drive, Fangzheng was able to open the car door without Jiang Xiyao giving Fangzheng the key.

A red Porsche shuttles through the city.

The lights of street lamps flashed across Fang Zheng's body in an orderly manner.

After driving for nearly 10 minutes, the two did not speak a word in the car.

It wasn't until Fangzheng parked the car downstairs at the gate of Zijin Community that Fangzheng said two words: "Here we are."

Jiang Xiyao threw down a sentence of "thank you" and wanted to get out of the car directly.

But just as the woman opened the car door, Fangzheng grabbed Jiang Xiyao's arm, and the half-open door stopped opening: "Hey, are you leaving like this?"

Jiang Xiyao looked back at Fangzheng: "What else do you want to do?"

"I just took a nap, I guess you are not sleepy now, let's chat in the car."

"Is there anything to talk about between us?"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "No?"

Jiang Xiyao frowned: "Is there?"

"No?" Fangzheng continued to ask in the same tone.

Jiang Xiyao: "...."

Jiang Xiyao closed the half-opened door again, broke free from Fangzheng's hand holding her arm, and sat on the co-pilot with her arms crossed.

Still turning his head to the side, he said coldly: "If you have anything to say, you can just say it, but no matter what you are talking about, I hope you will stop talking about the previous things, I am not interested in those things."

Fangzheng was curious: "I've had a good time with you, so why don't you like this?"

Jiang Xiyao turned her head to look at Fangzheng: "Anyway, I feel annoyed when I see you."

Fangzheng thought for a moment: "Could Mr. Jiang's irritability mean that he likes me in his heart, but you don't want to admit that you like me, so you feel very annoyed when you keep talking?"

Jiang Xiyao, who was betrayed by the truth, could only explain forcefully:

"So what if it is? So what if it's not? Even if I listen to you and can't refuse your request, it's all caused by the old me and has nothing to do with the present me!"

Fangzheng lowered his eyebrows and said, "It sounds like you are very resistant to that previous memory and don't want to restore it."

Jiang Xiyao didn't take the initiative to answer, she turned her head again;

"You are talking nonsense."

Fangzheng took out his phone and glanced at the screen saver on the phone. It was a group photo of the two before.

The same Jiang Xiyao, with completely different attitudes and emotions.

"Since you don't want to see me, it's a waste for me to say one more word now. President Jiang hasn't deleted my phone number yet, right?"

"No, the company still needs you." Jiang Xiyao replied quickly.

"If you can't sleep, you can call me. I hope Mr. Jiang won't suffer from insomnia tonight. Goodbye."

Fangzheng pushed open the car door and got out of the car neatly. Jiang Xiyao unconsciously pressed her arms with her fingers while crossing her chest.

Jiang Xiyao couldn't help but pull the doorknob after Fangzheng had walked more than ten steps.

Inexplicably, she wanted him to stay tonight.

But the woman finally resisted the impulse in her heart, and slowly let go of the finger that was clasped on the doorknob.

Fangzheng also stopped at almost the same time and looked back at the red Porsche.

After smiling meaningfully, he continued to walk away.

Dishonest woman, looking at Jiang Xiyao's appearance just now, her memory should start to recover a little bit, if she didn't resist recovering Fangzheng, it should have been smooth sailing.

Fangzheng still had a good night's sleep.

But when Jiang Xiyao returned home, many vague memories suddenly appeared in her mind.

She stood at the door, reminiscing about those memories that she didn't know whether they belonged to her or not.

"Honey, what are you doing delicious tonight?"

"steak!"

"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen to help you cut the ingredients and make more."

"Row!"

"Honey, I want to go to the movies again."

"Okay, then shall we go to bed and see?"

"Well, you turn on the air conditioner and go to bed directly later, give me a kiss first!"

The picture in the memory is not clear, even the man's voice and figure are very vague, but now Jiang Xiyao already knows who it is.

Leaning her back against the door, she squatted down and hugged her knees.

Thinking of the conversation between the two in the car tonight, the woman looked at the moonlight outside the window, she silently took out her mobile phone, found Fang Zheng's number, stared at it for a long time before closing her eyes.

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night.

Chapter 3 and One Convergence

Early the next morning, Fangzheng's cell phone hadn't even rang, but Yang Yibiao's call woke him up in bed.

That phone call was made over and over again.

Fang Zheng opened his eyes irritably in the one-hundred-square-meter rental house, took out his mobile phone and closed his eyes to answer the call: "Hello? I have something to say!"

Yang Yibiao shouted: "Teacher Fang, what time is it! You are going to let us go again, aren't you?"

Fangzheng opened his eyes and lay down on the bed to check the time, took a deep breath, and responded loudly:

"What are you yelling! It's only nine o'clock, your teacher and I don't need to sleep?!"

After Fangzheng's roar, he was immediately discouraged, and then he said slowly:

"It's mainly because it's late, Mr. Fang, everyone is waiting for you, so stop messing with us."

Fangzheng snorted: "I know, I know, it's the park where we met before, let the students gather there, oh yes, people from our company will also go there today, and we will work together when the time comes."

Yang Yibiao had the same attitude: "No problem, then we will go there first, you get up quickly!"

"Oke Oke, hang up."

"Hey, wait for Teacher Fang! Don't hang up yet."

Fangzheng was about to hang up the phone, when he heard the other party's voice, he picked up again: "Is there anything else, Yang Yibiao?"

"Ms. Fang, my sister heard last night that we were distributing leaflets today. She also said to come over to have fun. How about you report to the teacher's wife?"

Yang Yibiao on the other end of the phone saw Yang Xiaoxue in a white dress sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The siblings stared wide-eyed and did not speak.

Fangzheng said, "Teacher Yang is coming too? Then, come, needless to say."

"Ah? Needless to say, are you sure?"

"No, because your teacher's wife won't be with us today, it's all done!"

Fangzheng hung up the phone, but Yang Yibiao on the other end of the phone wanted to ask again, but only a beeping sound came from the phone.

Yang Xiaoxue asked her younger brother, "Can I go?"

Yang Yibiao frowned: "Teacher Fang said that the teacher's wife will not be with him today."

Yang Xiaoxue: "Not with Teacher Fang? Why?"

"Then I don't know, he hung up the phone."

...

In the rental room, Fangzheng closed his eyes and lay down on the bed for a few minutes, before getting up abruptly, dressing and washing.

In the past two nights, he occasionally dreamed about the two nights of sex with Jiang Xiyao, after all, the first time for a man and the first time for a woman.

That scene is indeed memorable.

Fangzheng changed his pants, put on his clothes and looked at his mouth full of foam in the bathroom, remembering that just a few days ago, brushing his teeth was the job of Miss Jiang.

Jiang Xiyao: "Honey, open your mouth wider, I can't see inside."

The man let out a long breath, very depressed in his heart.

The intensity of brushing teeth became unconsciously faster.

Before going out, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the company's group A:

"All the employees who follow me gather at the park I sent! All must be there before ten o'clock."

There are a lot of "received" in the group.

The man went downstairs and rode the little electric donkey that he had been with for a long time to the familiar park.