They walked to the apartment together and talked and laughed. The atmosphere was also very harmonious.

Soon, they arrived.

After taking the elevator upstairs, Chu Rong put the dishes and snacks he bought back.

"You eat snacks at home and I'll return the car." Chu Rong looked at Song Ci on the sofa and said.

Song Ci nodded cleverly and waved: "be careful on your way!"

Chu Rong smiled at the corners of his mouth and was in a good mood.

Five minutes after Chu Rong set out, Song Ci stood up from the sofa.

It's time to get down to business.

Song Ci put his half eaten snacks on the tea table in the living room, clapped his hands, and then went out.

Chu Rong is going to the supermarket a little far from her apartment to return the shopping cart, while Song Ci is going to the grocery store not far downstairs to buy her aunt's towel.

Song Ci calculated according to the aunt period of the world, and felt that she would flow into a river in a few days.

So it's really appropriate to buy aunt's towel while Chu Rong is away.

Go downstairs and walk a few steps to the grocery store.

Song Ci walked into the shop without expression, then looked very experienced, went to the aunt towel area, took some bags of aunt towels, and then continued to pay at the front desk without expression.

The owner of the grocery store, a middle-aged woman in her forties, saw an old and exquisite boy with an expressionless face and several bags of aunt towels to pay, and immediately showed her eyes that knew everything.

Song Ci's admiration is wonderful. However, seeing that the boss deliberately found a black bag and packed his aunt's towel, Song Ci always felt strange.

But she didn't say anything. After taking the bag, Song Ci was ready to leave.

"Here's the ticket, young man." the middle-aged woman quickly stretched out her hand and handed the ticket to Song Ci.

Song Ci took it and stuffed it into his pocket.

Then, calmly walked out of the grocery store.

The shopkeeper looked at the young man walking away through the glass door and wanted to say that your ticket was about to fall out, but it seemed a little far away. The other party probably couldn't hear it.

After Song Ci returned to his apartment, he threw his aunt's towel into his room.

Then, Song Ci sat on the sofa, reached out and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Take out your cell phone, Song Ci is nothing. It's boring. Unlock, slide the desktop twice, and then lock the screen.

Anyway, I can do anything when I'm bored.

However, although the surface is boring, in fact, Song Ci is considering a particularly important thing.

Because I made a decision last time and didn't let Chu Rong know her real gender.

Therefore, Song Ci thought that he could not sleep with Chu Rong.

After all, as a person who may be bleeding in a few days, if Chu Rong finds out, even if Chu Rong is stupid, he knows she has a problem.

Otherwise, how to explain the good blood flow.

Thinking of this, Song Ci felt a little pity.

After all, Chu Rong brand pillow, who knows.

That's very comfortable to hold.

However, in order not to expose gender, Song Ci had to give up Chu Rong brand pillow.

It's a little uncomfortable to think about it.

Song Ci sat on the sofa, thinking about things. He unlocked the sliding desktop and locked the screen with his mobile phone in his hand. It looked strange.

When Chu Rong opened the door and came in, he immediately found that Song Ci was wrong.

"What's the matter with you?" Chu Rong asked.

Why do you always feel that Song Ci is cooked by people? It's not good at all.

"Oh, I'm hungry." Song Ci couldn't tell the truth, so he had to make an excuse.