MTL - The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party-Chapter 300 Another sleepless night

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After the movie, when all the audience had left in an orderly manner, Fang Zheng was still sitting there.

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

The staff can only walk over, bend down and say in a low voice:

"It's time for the handsome guy, we're going to clean up for the next movie."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "No need to clean up. I've already booked the next movie. My surname is Fang, so I can just put it on later."

The staff was stunned for a moment, then nodded hesitantly: "A reserved room? Well... well, then I won't disturb you, you two continue."

Jiang Xiyao moved her eyes when she slept, 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 will be an action movie. The plot is square and simple. The whole process is basically a variety of action scenes.

Perak Barra.

Because action movies tend to be longer than romance movies, Jiang Xiyao woke up when the second movie was one third of the way.

The woman slept beautifully, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself leaning on Fang Zheng's shoulder and hurriedly sat up straight.

Fangzheng: "Wake up? President Jiang has been sleeping for a long time."

Jiang Xiyao turned her head to the other side and covered her forehead with her hand, as if her consciousness was not yet fully awake.

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?"

This almost didn't make Fang Zheng laugh.

"This is the next movie. I just saw that you were sleeping soundly and couldn't bear to disturb you."

"Next time?"

Jiang Xiyao frowned and looked around the theater. Except for the two of them, there was no one, Jiang Xiyao realized something.

Fang Zheng looked at her without saying a word, and reminded: "If you want to say thank you, you can say it directly, there is no need to hold it back."

Jiang Xiyao glared at Fang Zheng, and after a while, she said reluctantly:

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

"It's not easy to hear you say thank you, but you're welcome. Just now, President Jiang was very comfortable leaning on me. You are very fragrant."

Jiang Xiyao closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She took out her phone and checked the time, it was ten o'clock.

He stood up: "it's getting late, watch the movie yourself, it's time for me to go home."

She wanted to leave this guy quickly.

But Fangzheng wouldn't let Jiang Xiyao do whatever he wanted, and raised his voice in the empty theater:

"Would you like me to take you off? You're half-awake, it's not good to drive."

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

In fact, Fangzheng already understood what she meant without the other party opening her mouth.

Because Jiang Damei Fangzheng is too familiar with it, the typical paper tiger, on the surface, is not afraid of the sky, but in fact she can see any of your small actions.

With more small movements, Jiang Xiyao will naturally care about you, of course, the premise is that you have the courage to suppress her murderous eyes.

Before the movie was over, Fang Zheng walked out of the cinema and went to the parking lot to drive, without Jiang Xiyao giving Fang Zheng the key, Fang Zheng could open the car door.

Red Porsche shuttles through the city.

The light of the street lamps flashed orderly from Fang Zheng's body.

After driving for nearly 20 minutes, the two did not say a word in the car.

It wasn't until after entering the gate of Zijin Community, when Fang Zheng parked his car downstairs, that Fang Zheng said two words: "It's here."

Jiang Xiyao said "thank you" and wanted to get out of the car.

But just when the woman opened the car door, Fang Zheng took Jiang Xiyao's arm, and the half-open door no longer opened: "Hey, just left?"

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

"I just slept. I guess you're not sleepy now. You can chat in the car for a while."

"Do we have anything to talk about?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "No?"

Jiang Xiyao frowned: "Is there?"

"No?" Fang Zheng continued to ask in the same tone.

Jiang Xiyao: "..."

Jiang Xiyao opened the half-open door, closed it again, broke free from Fang Zheng's hand that was pulling her arm, and sat on the co-pilot with her arms crossed.

Turning his head to the side, he said coldly, "If you have anything to say, 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."

Fang Zheng was curious: "I have a good time with you, so you don't like this thing?"

Jiang Xiyao turned to look at Fangzheng: "Anyway, seeing you makes me very upset."

Fang Zheng thought for a while: "Does President Jiang's irritability clearly like me in his heart, but you don't want to admit that you like me, so you feel very upset when you are constantly talking about it?"

After being revealed, Jiang Xiyao can only explain strongly:

"So what if it is? What if it isn't? Even if I listen to you and can't refuse your request, it's all the fault of the previous me, and it has nothing to do with the current me!"

Fangzheng lowered his eyebrows: "It sounds like you are very resistant to the 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."

Fang Zheng took out his phone and glanced at the screensaver on the phone. It was a group photo of the two of them before.

The same Jiang Xiyao had completely different attitudes and emotions.

"Since you don't want to see me, it's a waste for me to say more now. My phone number, Mr. Jiang, shouldn't have been deleted, right?"

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

"Then you can call me if you can't sleep. I hope President Jiang won't have insomnia tonight. Goodbye."

Fangzheng pushed open the car door~www.novelbuddy.com~ and got out of the car neatly, Jiang Xiyao's fingers pressed her arms unconsciously as she wrapped her hands around her chest.

It wasn't until Fang Zheng walked more than ten steps that Jiang Xiyao couldn't help pulling the door handle with his hand.

Inexplicably, she wanted him to stay tonight.

However, the woman finally resisted the urge in her heart and slowly put her fingers on the doorknob.

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

After a meaningful smile, he continued to walk away.

A dishonest woman, looking at Jiang Xiyao's appearance just now, her memory should begin to recover. If she didn't resist restoring Fang Zheng, it would have been smooth sailing.

Fang Zheng still had a good night's sleep.

But when Jiang Xiyao returned home, many vague memories suddenly appeared in his 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 tonight?"

"steak!"

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

"Row!"

"Honey, I want to watch a movie again."

"Okay, then let's go to the bed to see?"

"Well, you turn on the air conditioner and go to sleep later, kiss first!"

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

She leaned back against the door, crouched down and hugged her knees.

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

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night.