"You run here and there every day, never at home. I really want to know what you're busy with. And, the company has given you many positions, yet you don't go back. I say, Lin, what's your excuse? You must give me some kind of explanation, right?"
Nangong Bing looked arrogantly at him, arms crossed, one foot propped on the sofa, adopting an attitude of looking down from above.
"Excuse? What excuse?" Lin Zifeng asked.
"Of course, it's the reason for your running here and there. After all, you should at least put my mind at ease." Nangong Bing said confidently.
I'm dizzy...
"Even this needs an excuse?"
Lin Zifeng was frustrated, it was almost one o'clock already, and if he continued chatting with her, he feared that by morning there would be dark circles under her eyes.
"Well then, beloved, I am going to bed now, any issues can be discussed tomorrow." Lin Zifeng slapped his thigh, ready to get up.
"Hey hey hey, you haven't answered my question yet?"
