Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Song Pingqing: I didn't mean to rob you, it's just that robbing you is a win-win situation.

When Murong Xue told her that she would be back for a few days, there was still half a month left until New Year's Day.

If he just wants to go out shopping or eat something delicious, half a month in advance is enough for Song Pingqing to list a lot of plans, as there will be no restrictions on the flow of people in those places.

But those high-end fun places with limited capacity have absolutely no space available for reservation.

Unless Song Pingqing uses the Murong family's resources to make reservations at the Murong family's entertainment venues.

But Song Pingqing didn't want to.

After all, this behavior is no different from saying to Murong Xue, "I'll invite you to my house for dinner."

Although Murong Xue didn't mind, the broken stone that was finally burned open did care.

So when Gu Zongnan said, "Well, I'm going to take a break on New Year's Day," Song Pingqing's eyes lit up.

"Robbery!"

The result was that Gu Zongnan and his assistant team, who had finally had a chance to rest, lost three days of vacation.

The entire Xingyao Group’s chairman’s office and general assistant’s office were filled with resentment.

Gu Zongnian's voice seemed to come from the abyss:

"Is the stolen hot spring courtyard comfortable to live in?"

If the person who received this call was Song Pingqing, Gu Zongnan might have received some words of comfort.

But unfortunately, the person who answered the phone was Murong Xue, who was feeling a little unwell due to jet lag.

"Stolen?" Before Murong Xue could figure out why it was stolen, Song Pingqing took the phone away first.

"Niannian, what's yours and what's mine between you and us? Yours is mine, and mine is still mine."

This makes perfect sense.

Gu Zongnian: "I seemed to hear Xue'er's voice just now..."

Since entering high school, everyone has made a name for themselves in their respective fields. Except for Wu Qiming who would still shout "big brother" or "sister" when they made mistakes, everyone else has gradually started to call them by their names.

Song Pingqing interrupted him quickly: "No, you heard it wrong."

"I didn't hear it wrong." Gu Zongnan said firmly.

Gu Zongnan: It’s not that I don’t understand what people say, but I must commit the crime today.

Murong Xue was sitting next to him. Although the jet lag and fatigue from traveling gave her a headache, when she heard Gu Zongnan's question and saw Song Pingqing's reaction, how could she not figure out what was going on?

Seeing Song Pingqing still arguing with Gu Zongnan on the phone, he just found it extremely funny.

"Alright, alright." Murongxue put her hand on Song Pingqing's arm and hugged him gently, "Let's ask him to come over for dinner tonight."

The voice came through the phone to the other side, and Gu Zongnian immediately stood up: "I said I couldn't have heard it wrong!!!"

His back straightened instantly.

Song Pingqing looked at Murong Xue in disbelief.

Why? Why did her elbow turn outward so suddenly?

Murong Xue rubbed her arm to comfort her.

Song Pingqing reluctantly agreed: "Okay. Come over here to play in the evening."

It's just a meal, isn't it? Who can afford it?

Gu Zongnian: "That's great, I'll be there on time at seven o'clock!"

Before hanging up the phone, Gu Zongnian suddenly felt something was wrong: "Oh, that's not right! I should have eaten this meal too."

This was the vacation itinerary he originally planned, so how did he get fooled again?

"How did you get him to come over for dinner?"

"Why do you steal other people's things?"

After hanging up the phone, Murong Xue and Song Pingqing asked different questions almost at the same time.

Murong Xue immediately seized the opportunity and asked Song Pingqing: "Why? Don't you want him to come and get together with us?"

Song Pingqing certainly wouldn't say something like "I hate light bulbs". He only said, "You just came back and you haven't adjusted to the time difference yet. I'm afraid you're tired."

"But he already knows that I'm back, so we should meet each other."

Murong Xue got into bed and tightened her grip on Song Pingqing's arm, wanting to pull her down with her:

"We are all grown up now, and we still need to give the face we deserve."

The subtext is that many properties that can be transferred to their respective names have already been transferred, and everyone will be a formal Director Gu, Director Song, and Director Xue in the future, and some rules of doing things must gradually move towards those of adults.

Song Pingqing cooperated and lay down, but he said, "It's a good holiday, can't I take a break?"

"Well, so you stole his holiday arrangements, but you didn't let him come over for a meal?" Murong Xue found it funny. "Why did you think of stealing his things?"

Song Pingqing didn't dare to say that Murong Xue notified him too late, so he just said, "We were discussing how to rest on New Year's Day, and I found that his arrangement was very good, but at that time, we couldn't book a suitable courtyard."

It is easy to book a room, but if you want to soak in a good enough private hot spring, you have to book a courtyard.

Of course Murong Xue must live in the best place!

But at this time, most people who can book the hot spring courtyard will not transfer the courtyard to others for money.

If Song Pingqing really wanted it, he could get it, but he didn't know what kind of favor he would owe him.

Favors must be repaid with business contracts. Instead of worrying about how to repay favors during your senior year of high school, it would be better to grab Gu Zongnan’s favor from the beginning.

It’s good to snatch Gu Zongnian’s advantage.

The purpose of snatching Gu Zongnan was a personal relationship and did not require any business dealings.

"New Year's Day and New Year are peak seasons, so it's normal that it's difficult to make a reservation."

Murong Xue's fingertips teased Song Pingqing's wolf tail very gently, feeling the touch of the slightly hard hair on her fingertips.

Although it has been styled many times, Song Pingqing's hair quality is still good.

"I'm a little late telling you."

Lying next to Song Pingqing after a long time, Murong Xue felt extremely relaxed and comfortable both physically and mentally, and fell asleep before she could say a few more words.

Song Pingqing refused to put the blame on Murong Xue, and looked at the ceiling and said:

"I'm still inexperienced. I should have arranged this kind of thing in advance even if you didn't tell me."

For a long while, there was no sound around me, only the sound of very even breathing.

Haven't had lunch yet? Fell asleep like this?

Song Pingqing didn't dare to move, for fear of waking her up.

The sunlight poured into the room through the floor-to-ceiling glass door. Song Pingqing was afraid that such sunlight would disturb Murong Xue's rest, so he wanted to lean out to get the remote control so that he could close the curtains.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I moved, I felt a pain in the back of my head.

Song Pingqing froze for a moment, not daring to move, his eyes wide open as he reached out to touch it.

Oh my god, has anyone come to tell her why Murong Xue now pulls her hair when she sleeps? !

Song Pingqing didn't dare move her head, she could only twist her body and lift one leg. When the muscles all over her body began to cramp, she finally hooked the remote control on the bedside table in a very twisted posture.

Fortunately, Murong Xue had fallen asleep and didn't see what twisted movements she had just made.

Otherwise, her handsome and heroic image will be shattered.

Song Pingqing stared at the ceiling expressionlessly: "She was pulling at anything but my hair. She was pulling at the back of my neck, the neck of my fate."