want to lie to me to love you again

"It's okay to tell you." Song Zhicheng suddenly wanted to test whether Fang Zhiyi was the person he thought, so he deliberately picked up the childhood memories that they all knew.

But Fang Zhiyi's expression was as usual, except that he was fascinated by listening, there was no other abnormal performance, it seemed that he really didn't know about the past.

"You mean, ever since you were slapped by your father, you have fainted inexplicably when you are highly nervous or in a bad mood?"

"Yes, there is still a fever. In fact, it was not so serious before. This situation probably started from the day I returned to Yunchang."

"Is the work pressure too great?" Fang Zhiyi took the towel, soaked it in the water again, then wrung it dry, put it on Song Zhicheng's forehead, and supported it with his hands.

Song Zhicheng dodged a little uncomfortably, but he didn't dodge, so he let him go.He found that when Fang Zhiyi just concentrates on doing something, it is still very exciting to look at, after all, he is born with a good appearance.

He lazily replied to Fang Zhiyi's words, "There is work pressure, but it's not to that level. It's mainly my father himself, who caused me a lot of psychological pressure. Sometimes I can't even tell if I'm afraid of him." A little more, or hate him a little more."

"Director Song, if you tell me this, you won't be afraid that I will go and tell Governor Song?"

"you will not."

"why?"

"Because you are afraid of being known by him that we have had a skin-to-skin relationship."

"..." Fang Zhiyi turned his head and looked at Song Zhicheng playfully, "Director Song, why did you accept it all of a sudden? Did you figure it out after being stimulated?"

Song Zhicheng looked away, forced himself not to meet his gaze, coughed and said, "I think what you said is right, there is no need to be twitchy between two big men. Let's get along like before."

"Director Song, what you're saying is as if I have become the one who violated you and you have become the victim."

"..."

"Director Song?"

"..."

"Director Song, why are you silent again?"

"..."

"I'm cute if you don't talk?" After Fang Zhiyi finished speaking, without giving Song Zhicheng a chance to respond, she leaned over and kissed Song Zhicheng on his red earlobe.

"You!" Song Zhicheng's eyes were gradually stained with anger.

"Didn't you say that there is no need to be twitchy between two big men? Why are you angry again?"

"You know I don't mean that."

"Then what do you mean?"

"..."

"Director Song, what do you mean?"

Fang Zhiyi's aggressiveness made Song Zhicheng feel very uncomfortable, he pushed his head away, and then changed the subject, "Don't you think, have you stayed at my house long enough? You can now..."

"You have to throw it away when you're done using it? You're so heartless. I've saved you so many times, why don't you even take me in to rest at your house for half a day? Look at me, I'm so weak now, if I go out, I accidentally faint. On the way, wouldn't you lose face and face?"

"..." Song Zhicheng thought to himself, I don't see any weakness in you now.However, he was completely defeated by Fang Zhiyi's wet eyes. He nodded resignedly, then took off the towel that was still stuck on his forehead, stood up, and staggered towards the bedroom door.

Fang Zhiyi was startled, and quickly stood up, grabbing his arm, "Hey! What are you doing?"

"Cook." After speaking, he gave him a strange look, "Aren't you hungry?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight sound in Fang Zhiyi's stomach.

"..."

He had barely eaten anything from last night to now, of course he was hungry.Fang Zhiyi felt that he had never been so ashamed before, but if the object belonged to Song Zhicheng, it didn't seem so difficult to accept.

But seeing Song Zhicheng's swaying body, he couldn't help being very worried, "Can you really do it? You won't faint in the kitchen again later, let me, who is barely an injured person, move you back?"

"No, it will be fine after a while. It's just a little weak now."

"Since you're exhausted, don't cook, but let me call the robot to deliver the food. Or...you can't wait to prepare a table of sumptuous food for me?" Fang Zhiyi really didn't let go of anyone who could tease her Song Zhicheng's chance, because he knows that the ambiguous hints of language and body will be transmitted to his brain, thus prompting the psychedelics to take effect.

However, Song Zhicheng chose to ignore his words as before, "No, it won't take long to make breakfast."

Fang Zhiyi didn't speak this time, and watched him until he left the room door, and then burst into a "puchi" laugh.

Director Song is really cute.However, thanks to his "pure love" and sense of responsibility, he gave himself an opportunity to take advantage of.

After Song Zhicheng went out, he simply cooked a pot of porridge, made a few side dishes, and came out.

"Don't eat too much greasy breakfast, especially you... So I made something light. Eat quickly, after eating, Lawyer Fang should have something to do."

"I have many things to do. But the biggest thing right now is to conquer Director Song?"

"..." Song Zhicheng put down the bowl in his hand, "Lawyer Fang, don't you think you..."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore." Fang Zhi felt that Song Zhicheng was really annoyed, and hurriedly raised his hands in surrender.He unceremoniously sat down at the edge of the table, took a sip of the side dish Song Zhicheng had made, and after two seconds he showed an expression of surprise, and his heart felt a little hot.Because this was the taste he often tasted when he was a teenager, he felt that Song Zhicheng did it on purpose, so he looked up at him, only to see that he was eating his own with his head down, without the slightest look of inquiry.

Did he...unintentionally?But it was impossible, it was impossible for him not to test himself at all.

With such doubts, Fang Zhiyi tasted the other side dishes on the table, no doubt they all tasted familiar, even the porridge in front of him.

This time, Fang Zhiyi's expression relaxed instead, he thought to himself, since Song Zhicheng wanted to test him, he might as well let him test him more thoroughly.

So, he pretended to be nostalgic and said, "Your cooking method is very unique, I seem to have tasted this kind of taste somewhere."

Sure enough, Song Zhicheng's eyes lit up, he seemed a little excited, he even raised his hand to hold Fang Zhiyi's shoulder, and asked quickly, "Where is it?"

"..." Fang Zhiyi lowered his head and recalled for a while, then shook his head helplessly, "Where is it? I can't remember. In fact, when I was a child, I suffered a serious head injury. There are many past events that I can't remember now. Woke up."