When Song's father heard Song Ziting's words, he was obviously stunned. This was the first time since Song Ziting got married that he had taken the initiative to address him like this. His originally stiff face suddenly became expressive. He looked up blankly, and then he saw
The corners of Song Ziting's eyes were crooked. It seemed that she was back to the way Song Ziting was lying on her lap and acting coquettishly when she was a child. Song's father couldn't help but feel a little moved. He quickly picked up the water glass next to him and took a sip of tea, then calmed down.
After calming down, he said to Song Ziting: "Let Haozi order it, since today is Haozi's treat! However, you'd better not eat spicy food, your stomach is not good..."
Song Ziting was obviously stunned when she heard her father's words. Then she raised her head and looked at her father. Feeling the genuine concern in her father's eyes, everything about Song Ziting collapsed. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then faced
Song's father called out: "Dad..."
When Song's father heard Song Ziting's cry, he paused with his hand holding the water glass, nodded to Song Ziting, lowered his arm and gently patted Song Ziting's little hand on his lap, and then curved the corner of his mouth: "My child,
Come home more often when you have time, you and Haozi together!"
Zhang Hao took the menu and whispered a few words to the waiter behind him. When he turned around and saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that the lunch he arranged today was the right one. Listen to
Hearing Song's father's words, Zhang Hao nodded, breaking the dull atmosphere for a while: "Dad, we have been too busy recently, we will definitely go back often in the future!" After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he smiled at Song Ziting,
He reached out and put his arms around Song Ziting's shoulders. Seeing that Song Ziting did not push him away in disgust, Zhang Hao couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.
"Well, okay! You children, you know how to be busy outside every day, but you don't know how to come back to accompany me and your father and mother. We are all old!" Grandma Song looked at Song Ziting and Zhang Hao in annoyance,
Then she turned to look at Song Zikun, who had remained silent the entire time. Seeing that the stiff expression on Song Zikun's face had softened, Mrs. Song smiled knowingly.
After being said this, the atmosphere at the table obviously relaxed a lot, and everyone began to choose some lighter topics to chat. Song Ziting also felt a lot more relaxed. Seeing the smiling faces of her parents and grandma, Song Ziting was
She had never felt more relaxed. While chatting, she secretly glanced at Zhang Hao. When she saw Zhang Hao grinning slightly, she suddenly felt gratitude that she had never felt before in her heart.
Just when everyone was chatting happily, the waiter came over with the dishes. Song Ziting took a closer look and saw that they were all her favorite dishes. She couldn't help being stunned, but when she turned to look at Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao was thoughtfully
Greeting Mrs. Zhang and Lan Ruo for dinner. Song Ziting felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart: It seems that she paid too little attention to the monster-like man in front of her. In fact, Zhang Hao is an incomparable outstanding person no matter in front of or behind them.
Thinking of Zhang Hao's kindness to her, Song Ziting began to doubt her own judgment.
"Try this piece of foie gras. Today's sauce is specially made and tastes good!" Just when Song Ziting was distracted, Zhang Hao pushed the cut foie gras in front of him. Song Ziting was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to see Zhang Hao's eyes.
There were no complicated emotions in her, she just looked at herself with such concern. Song Ziting felt warm in her heart, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: It would be quite happy to live with the man in front of her for the rest of her life! Song Ziting was frightened by her own thoughts.
With a jump, he quickly retracted his thoughts. Not daring to look at Zhang Hao's gaze, he lowered his head and picked up a piece of foie gras with a fork and chewed it carefully.
"How does it taste?" Zhang Hao caught all the expressions on Song Ziting's face clearly. Seeing the move in Song Ziting's eyes, he couldn't help but feel so happy: It seems that he has caught this girl's weakness, but on the surface
Zhang Hao had to pretend as if nothing had happened. In fact, seeing Song Ziting with such a low eyebrow at this moment, Zhang Hao's heart almost exploded. What he wanted to do most was to hold Song Ziting in his arms and love her properly.
Fancai. Thinking like this, Zhang Hao didn't realize that his eyes had begun to slowly change. From the original concern, he quietly turned passionate. His big hand unconsciously stretched out to Song Ziting's small hand, and then held it tightly
Hold it in the palm of your hand.
"Well, it tastes good!" When Song Ziting heard Zhang Hao's words, she didn't even dare to raise her head. She felt Zhang Hao's suddenly eager eyes and the big hand holding her small hand tightly. She struggled a little, but she didn't break away.
, the little face turned red unconsciously.
"I told you, you two, you can't be subtle in front of so many people. Haozi, you've gone too far! Why don't you give me my portion and cut it up!" Song Zikun, who was sitting next to him and eating something, was really worried.
Unable to bear it anymore, he saw Song Ziting's face suddenly turned red to the ears and joked.
Zhang Hao raised his head when he heard Song Zikun's words, closed his eyes, and squeezed Song Ziting's small hand tightly under the table, then reluctantly let go. Then he picked up his fork and started eating slowly.
But Song Ziting didn't have the same determination as Zhang Hao. As soon as Zhang Hao let go, she quickly retracted her little hand and felt the secret sweat oozing out of her palm. Song Ziting took a deep breath and felt much better.
Then she put down the tableware in her hand and smiled sheepishly at everyone, stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom!" Then she hurriedly left the private room.
When Zhang Hao saw Song Ziting leaving the private room, he couldn't help but raised his head and narrowed his eyes at Song Zikun. Seeing Zhang Hao's dissatisfied look, Song Zikun couldn't help but grinned from ear to ear, and then gave Zhang Hao a look and signal.
He followed him out. Only then did Zhang Hao understand, and he quickly stood up and said, "I suddenly remembered that I still have a customer to call back. I'll go out for a while, and everyone can eat slowly!" Then he hurried out of the private room.
Song Ziting entered the bathroom and saw her red face in the mirror. She couldn't help feeling a little depressed. She patted her face vigorously in the mirror: Song Ziting, Song Ziting, how can you be so worthless? That stinky gangster is just
It's just that you and your father have reconciled, and you are grateful. Why are you blushing? It's just a hand hold. You... just treat it as a left hand holding a right hand! After convincing herself in this way, Song Ziting bent
She turned on the faucet at her waist and washed her face with some water. Only then did she feel that the temperature on her face had subsided. Then she stood up, looked at the mirror and bent the corners of her mouth again, breathed a sigh of relief, then turned and walked out of the bathroom.
But as soon as Song Ziting walked out of the bathroom door, before she could stand still, she fell directly into a strong embrace. Before she had time to react, a thin lip had already attacked her, and then a tongue swept in, filling her mouth.
.
"Um..." Song Ziting's little mouth was occupied for a long time, and she opened her big eyes in panic to see the person in front of her clearly. Mixed with a familiar faint smell of shower gel, Zhang Hao's handsome face rushed towards her like that.
When Song Ziting came into sight, she was so shocked that she forgot to struggle, and her small mouth suddenly fell open again.
For a long time, Zhang Hao bit Song Ziting's red lips and felt Song Ziting's stunned look. Zhang Hao couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth, slightly moved away from the gap, and then exhaled hotly and said: "Tingting, you are always so careless, so I don't
Don’t worry, I’ll leave you to someone else!”
"You...let me go!" Song Ziting reacted after hearing Zhang Hao's words, and then stretched out her little hand to push Zhang Hao on her body, but when she raised her hand, Zhang Hao grabbed it into his palm, she said angrily
She wanted to kick Zhang Hao with her legs, but Zhang Hao reacted first and pressed her legs tightly against the wall, unable to move at all. Song Ziting was held in the arms of the tall Zhang Hao and between the wall and the wall.
Suddenly, his little face turned red.
"Tingting, I know you like me! Otherwise, if I just kissed you, you would have felt it!" Zhang Hao grinned like a ruffian.
"Nonsense, I'm a human being, of course I have feelings!" Song Ziting refused to admit that she really enjoyed the kiss just now.
"Tingting, you are deceiving yourself and others!" Zhang Hao insisted.
"I've never seen a narcissist like you who feels so good about himself!" Song Ziting couldn't break away and could only continue to talk.
"Narcissist?! Well, yes, much better than a gangster!" Zhang Hao nodded and smiled even more happily after hearing Song Ziting's words.
"You..." Song Ziting was silenced by Zhang Hao.
"Tingting, marry me!" Just as Song Ziting continued to think about how to gain the upper hand, Zhang Hao suddenly said, and she couldn't help but be stunned again.
"I want you to marry me willingly!" Zhang Hao stopped his evil smile and put on an extremely serious expression on his face.
Song Ziting was frightened by Zhang Hao's words. She had never thought that Zhang Hao would say this to her. She thought that the tearing up of the marriage agreement and the signing of the divorce agreement meant that she and Zhang Hao would never be together again.
There was no real relationship, but today, at this moment, the guy in front of her who she once thought was a gangster actually told herself to marry him?! Song Ziting's brain was short-circuited for a moment.
Zhang Hao looked at the confused expression on Song Ziting's face and continued to say softly: "Tingting, I will give you time to think about it, and I will also use actions to prove that I want to marry you!" After Zhang Hao finished speaking, Song Ziting said
He gave Song Ziting a peck on his little mouth that had become even more rosy because of the kiss he just gave her, and then gently let go of Song Ziting and turned around to go back to the box.
Song Ziting leaned against the wall in a daze, with Zhang Hao's breath still lingering in the corner of her mouth. She couldn't help but reach out and touch her small mouth that had been kissed by Zhang Hao, and then she gasped for air, feeling the overload of her heart.
Beating, Song Ziting couldn't help but said to herself: "Oh my God, my heart almost exploded!" She turned around and rushed into the bathroom again, washed her face with water, and then walked slowly towards the private room.
go.
"Why so slow? If you don't come back, we will almost finish eating!" Mrs. Song scolded Song Ziting with a smile.
When Song Ziting heard her grandma's words, she smiled sheepishly, and then hurriedly sat back to her seat and ate the food on the plate. Feeling Zhang Hao next to her, Song Ziting's little heart began to beat uncontrollably again.
She jumped up and down. She didn't even remember whether the last meal was bitter or sweet. She only clearly remembered the lingering kiss outside the bathroom and the words that made her heart almost explode: I want you to marry me willingly.