Quick Wear: His Highness Qing Leng is about to be stuck again

That face looks familiar.

He stood there, his figure as straight as a pine tree, his hair messy, his eyebrows sharp, and the bright and dim lights shining on his face, adding a bit of wildness to him.

Yun Rong's pupils shrank slightly, Song Shizhi!

Why is he here?

He is back.

Song Shizhi restrained his aura of "keep away from strangers" and walked towards Yun Rong.

Everyone present is Yunrong’s classmate. They have completed a project and are planning to relax their tense nerves after many days of work.

The handsome boy was obviously here to look for Yunrong. He had been staring at Yunrong since he saw them when he entered the door.

Yun Rong walked towards Song Shizhi, stood in front of him, and introduced him to them: "This is my friend. His name is Song Shizhi, and he is also from Hua."

The others all said “oh~”

Then he introduced them to Song Shizhi, who also greeted them politely with a smile.

Song Shizhi smiled and opened his arms to Yunrong, "Long time no see, don't you want a hug?"

Yun Rong's aura instantly surrounded Song Shizhi, "Long time no see, welcome back."

Song Shizhi was greedy for the warmth around Yun Rong and tried hard to absorb more of it.

"Since we are all friends, why not enjoy it together if there's nothing else to do?" a magnetic voice sounded.

He is like an exquisite oil painting, full of exotic charm. His eyes are deep and bright like stars. His nose is high, giving him a noble and elegant feeling, and his mouth corners are slightly upturned.

He is tall and straight, with smooth and powerful muscle lines. He wears simple and fashionable clothes, showing an uninhibited and slightly upturned style.

Song Shizhi looked at him silently. If Yun Rong's ideal type did not change, then he would not be a threat.

Yun Rong patted his back and let go of his hand.

"Do you want to stay?" She looked straight into Song Shizhi's eyes, as if they were old friends, and asked without any distance.

But Song Shizhi knew that in the end... they were still alienated...

"I'll go with you." He lowered his head slightly, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Perhaps it was because of the one and a half years of settling down that Song Shizhi became more stable, at least in the eyes of Yunrong's classmates.

They chatted casually about all sorts of things, hearing interesting things...

Occasionally I took a sip of wine and listened to the guitarist playing music I had never heard of on the stage.

"Rong is amazing! He's just as smart as you are. It's no wonder you're... friends."

Yun Rong glanced at Song Shizhi who was standing next to him. He was holding a champagne cocktail in his hand and shaking the glass gently, causing ripples in the water.

He seemed to be aware of his gaze and turned to look at him.

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, perhaps from being drunk, and she looked charming and alluring.

A pair of black eyes looked at her, with tears in them, as if she was the only one in his world, and his eyebrows raised handsomely.

Yun Rong's heartbeat was unbalanced for a moment.

"Indeed, he is very smart."

Hearing Yun Rong say this, Song Shizhi smiled slightly.

Looking at Song Shizhi's somewhat dazed eyes, Yun Rong had a feeling something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next second, Song Shizhi fell gently on her.

"I'm sorry, he might be a little drunk. I'll take him away first. You can continue. I've already paid the bill. Enjoy yourselves."

"Do you need any help?" Cecillia asked with a blink.

“No, thank you. I wish you all have a great time.” Yun Rong also winked at her.

He took Song Shizhi's arm and patted his face, "Let's go, let's go back."

Song Shizhi slowly followed Yunrong and stood up, pulling at the corner of Yunrong's clothes, looking very obedient.

Bringing Song Shizhi outside, Yun Rong raised his hand to look at a taxi and gave the address.

Yun Rong stared at Song Shizhi, rolled her eyes, and poked his face, "Are you really drunk?"

Song Shizhi just looked at her quietly, his hair sticking to his forehead.

He didn't act crazy after getting drunk, he was very well behaved, that's good.

After arriving at the apartment, Yunrong threw Song Shizhi on his side. The aunt did not live at home, she was only responsible for Yunrong's three meals a day.

So Yunrong is the only one living in the house.

After throwing the man on the bed, Yun Rong ignored him.

The door closed with a click, and Song Shizhi slowly opened his eyes. He pressed his temples and found that he was indeed a little drunk and tired, but more of him was at a loss.

How should he face Yunrong?

I can only pretend to be drunk to deal with it.

Yunrong is now more transparent and better.

Will she blame herself for coming too late?

He...doesn't know.

But he won't give up.

He would pursue her well, as long as...she didn't push him away.

Thinking of this, Song Shizhi fell asleep.

But Yun Rong didn't have so many concerns at this time.

She thought it was good that Song Shizhi came back, but time can change so many things.

The next day, Yunrong got up as usual and went to grind a cup of coffee to perk herself up.

But when she opened the door, she saw Song Shizhi wearing an apron and bringing a plate of food to the dining table.

"Get up, I just finished cooking. Wash up and come eat."

Yun Rong yawned slightly, looking at the porridge on the table, as well as the three delicious dishes, "I haven't seen you for so long, and you can even cook."

Song Shizhi took off his apron and shrugged slightly, "You don't know how to do it, right? At least one of us needs to know how to do it."

Song Shizhi said it as if it was a matter of course, but the emotion that flashed in his eyes betrayed him.

Of course he knew how bad Yun Rong was at cooking. He found out about this by chance when he was a child, and he had consciously or unconsciously wanted to improve his cooking skills.

After I got there, I specially chose to take the cooking class. Faced with their lack of understanding, I just smiled and said nothing.

Now I’m finally using it, but the scene is slightly different from what I imagined, but the scene I imagined can definitely be realized.

Feeling Song Shizhi's aggressive gaze, Yun Rong crossed her arms and said, "I'm really not a good cook. I really need to find someone who is a good cook in the future."

After saying this, without giving Song Shizhi a chance to react, he went to the bathroom to wash up.

When I saw the unfamiliar personal belongings, I remembered that I had forgotten to tell Song Shizhi where the spare ones were, but he had already gone downstairs to buy them, so forget it.

Yunrong lives in an upscale residential complex with a good security system and a supermarket where orders can be delivered just by making a phone call.