Love belongs to the mountains and seas, I don't belong to you

The car drove to the residential area where Lin Cong lived.

"Boss Su, I'm sorry to bother you today."

"Ah."

Lin Cong was about to turn around and leave when he saw Su Qian's clothes again.

"Boss Su, I'll help you deal with that piece of clothing."

Su Qian glanced at Lin Cong and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Lin Cong.

"Or you can just go up and wait for a while. It will be washed and dried quickly."

After saying this, Lin Cong felt a little regretful. He thought he was out of his mind. How could he say such nonsense as asking Su Qian to go up and wait for a while.

Inviting a man to your home in the middle of the night is an act that can easily lead to misunderstandings. Moreover, this man is Su Qian. If Xia Ruohan finds out, there's no guarantee she'll misunderstand something.

"it is good."

Lin Cong never expected that Su Qian actually agreed.

Su Qian paid the designated driver, asked him to leave first, and then followed Lin Cong upstairs.

Lin Cong lives in an old residential complex, a six-story, old-fashioned building without an elevator. This is the only place Lin Cong can afford. Although Lin Cong has made some money in recent years, most of it has been spent on her grandmother's medical treatment, so she hasn't saved much.

Lin Cong lived on the third floor, and the lights in the hallway were a little dim. For a moment, Lin Cong even felt a little inferior. She was afraid that Su Qian would dislike such a place and even look down on her.

After opening the door, Lin Cong invited Su Qian into the house.

Lin Cong found a pair of men's slippers in the shoe cabinet and handed them to Su Qian while explaining, "Sometimes I leave my shoes outside to pretend I'm not living alone."

Su Qian didn't say anything. He took the shoes and put them on. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the size of the slippers seemed to be exactly his own.

"Let me make a pot of tea."

"okay."

Su Qian looked around. The interior of the house was simple, but clean and tidy, making it feel particularly warm. He looked towards the balcony, where many flowers were placed.

Lin Cong looked in the direction Su Qian was looking. "I really like these flowers and plants. I've grown a lot of them without realizing it."

"Ah."

"Boss Su, please have some tea first. I'll take care of the clothes. It shouldn't take long."

"it is good."

Lin Cong was very careful when washing clothes. She knew Su Qian's clothes were not cheap. Fortunately, it was only a corner of the clothes that was stained, so it was quickly washed clean. After drying the clothes, she took them to the living room to iron them.

At first, Lin Cong thought that ironing the corners of the coat would be enough, but he found that the flatness of other parts of the coat was much different from that of the corners, so he simply ironed the entire coat.

Su Qian drank his tea and quietly watched Lin Cong's movements. Lin Cong frowned and sighed, which reminded Su Qian of her appearance in college. Su Qian smiled knowingly.

Su Qian always felt that he had smelled a special smell since he entered this room. He couldn't tell what it was, but it was very soothing. He watched Lin Cong's movements gradually become double, and fell asleep unknowingly.

"Boss Su, clothes..." When Lin Cong came over with the ironed clothes, she saw Su Qian sleeping on the sofa. She was struggling with whether to call him, but seeing how soundly Su Qian was sleeping, she couldn't bear it.

Lin Cong took a thin blanket and covered Su Qian with it. She couldn't help but sit on the ground and carefully observed Su Qian's eyes, nose, and mouth. Lin Cong smiled shyly.

Feeling her own strange behavior, Lin Cong quickly shook her head to wake herself up. She felt that her behavior just now was like that of a pervert.

Thinking of this, Lin Cong quickly got up. Seeing that Su Qian didn't seem to be awake, she went to wash up.

When Lin Cong came back, she found Su Qian still hadn't woken up. She checked the time and it was almost two o'clock.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Su..." Lin Cong tried to wake Su Qian up.

Hearing the sound, Su Qian opened his eyes.

When Su Qian was sleeping, Lin Cong deliberately dimmed the lights.

The dim light at this time seemed particularly ambiguous.

"what time is it?"

"It's almost two o'clock, Mr. Su."

"Ah."

"Mr. Su, the clothes are ready." Lin Cong handed the clothes to Su Qian.

Su Qian took the clothes and said, "Okay, I'm going back."

Su Qian had just stood up when he stumbled back down onto the sofa. He felt dizzy. Normally, Su Qian rarely drank, but today he had probably drunk too much too quickly, so the alcohol was taking its toll.

"Boss Su, are you okay? I'll go get a glass of water."

Lin Cong brought some water, and after Su Qian drank it, he became a little more sober.

"Mr. Su, otherwise, you will have to spend the night in the guest room..." Lin Cong pinched his thigh. He had been talking nonsense all day long.

Lin Cong just thought that Su Qian was drunk and couldn't drive, and if she found another designated driver, she didn't know how long it would take to get an order, so she told Su Qian about this suggestion, but at this moment she felt that this suggestion was very unreliable.

After hearing Lin Cong's words, Su Qian looked at her. Lin Cong had just finished taking a shower and hadn't had time to blow dry her hair. Her little face was flushed, and Su Qian couldn't help but want to pinch it.

Su Qian calmed himself down and asked, "Is it convenient?"

"Ah? It's okay." Lin Cong said it himself, and he could only go down the slope.

"it is good."

"The bathroom is over there, Mr. Su can take a shower."

Lin Cong hurried to clean up the guest bedroom.

When Lin Cong came out, Su Qian had already finished showering. He was still wearing that outfit because he had no other clothes.

"Boss Su, everything is packed, go to bed early."

"Yeah." Su Qian stood up and walked into the guest bedroom, then closed the door.

After returning to the bedroom, Lin Cong packed up everything and prepared for bed. Lying in bed, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Thinking of Su Qian who lived in the other room, she couldn't sleep even more.

Lin Cong opened the door and walked to the balcony, breathing in the fresh air. At this time, Su Qian also came out.

"Boss Su? Are you still awake?"

"I'm thirsty. I need some water."

"I'll find it."

Su Qian took the water and drank it in big gulps.

Lin Cong saw beads of sweat on Su Qian's head. "Boss Su, I made some sour plum soup. Would you like some?"

Su Qian glanced at Lin Cong and nodded. Su Qian didn't know why he kept feeling hot.

Lin Cong brought sour plum soup and she poured a cup for Su Qian.

After taking a few sips, Su Qian felt much cooler. The icy sour plum soup had just the right balance of sweet and sour, just like the ones he had drunk as a child.

"Why are you not sleeping yet?"

Su Qian's sudden question surprised Lin Cong. "Well, I think I drank too much and couldn't sleep."

"No headache today?"

"I took the medicine in advance."

"Manager Lin is indeed very experienced."

Lin Cong smiled awkwardly. She really didn't like Su Qian calling her Manager Lin. Every time she felt that there was a hint of mockery in Su Qian's tone when he called her Manager Lin.

Silence returned between the two of them. They both looked towards the balcony, and no one took the initiative to speak.

Before they knew it, both of them fell asleep on the table.

Su Qian woke up drowsily and glanced at the time, realizing it was only a little after four. Seeing Lin Cong also sleeping on the table, he nudged her and said, "Lin Cong, go to the room and sleep."

After hearing the voice, Lin Cong got up in a daze and agreed.

They walked towards the bedroom and before they knew it, they were in the master bedroom. After entering the room, they fell on the bed and continued to sleep.

Su Qian and Lin Cong were both drunk and in a state of drunkenness, completely unaware that they were in the same bed.