The family finished their lunch in a lively manner. Mrs. Song, Father Song, and Mother Song were all picked up by the driver. Song Zikun, Lan Ruo and Song Ziting were all going back to the Song family to work. Zhang Hao no longer insisted that Song Ziting have sex with him.
Looking at Song Ziting's little face, Zhang Hao knew in his heart that Song Ziting had to give her enough space and time, so he got into his car and left the restaurant.
Song Ziting and Lan Ruo naturally got into Song Zikun's car. Through the mirror, they saw the blush on Lan Ruo's face and the satisfied expression on her brother's face, and couldn't help but feel comforted.
Song Ziting felt a little confused all day long, and the scene at the bathroom door kept flashing in her mind, which made Song Ziting very irritated: Damn Zhang Hao, what on earth is he doing, the scoundrel? Is he confessing his love?!
Song Ziting shook her head, trying to forget Zhang Hao's words, but her brain didn't listen to her at all. Zhang Hao's words kept lingering in her ears. Song Ziting touched her lips, as if Zhang Hao's breath still lingered in her ears.
Above. Thinking of these, Song Ziting's little face felt hot again.
Just when Song Ziting was confused about what to do when she saw Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao seemed to have evaporated from the world. Except for the flowers that arrived on time every day, Song Ziting didn't even see Zhang Hao's shadow.
Zhang Hao and Song Ziting did not see Zhang Hao's shadow either. But the strange thing is that when Song Ziting wakes up every day, she can always see Zhang Hao's dirty clothes. This proves that Zhang Hao is not on a business trip at all or is traveling far away.
Song Ziting became very irritable. She lost sleep early, rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up from the big bed. Today was the weekend, and she didn't need to go to work. She could have had a good nap at home, but lately she always
Not seeing Zhang Hao's shadow made Song Ziting a little uneasy. She suddenly sat up from the bed and saw that the huge wardrobe was open. Knowing that Zhang Hao must have come back last night, she couldn't help but feel depressed: "
You stinky scoundrel, why did you say such things to me, make yourself so upset, and now he's gone again?!"
Song Ziting got up angrily and stretched out lazily. Seeing that the sun was nice outside, she grabbed a towel and swimsuit and decided to go for a swim to relieve her boredom, so she walked towards the swimming pool downstairs.
Song Ziting changed her clothes, stretched her muscles on the edge of the swimming pool, and then jumped into the swimming pool with a plop. Because she had not exercised for too long, swimming at this time made Song Ziting feel a little fresh. After going back and forth several times in a row, she felt
Feeling a little tired all over, she slowly landed on the shore. Seeing the abundant sunshine shining on the edge of the swimming pool, Song Ziting got a little lazy, pulled up the lounge chair and moved it to a place where the sun was shining, and lay down lazily on it.
Little did he know that he always looked ugly when sleeping. Lying on the edge of the swimming pool like this was really too close to the swimming pool.
Just when Song Ziting was sleeping in a daze, she suddenly heard Mrs. Zhang's voice: "Master, are you going out? Let's have breakfast before leaving!"
As soon as Song Ziting heard what Mrs. Zhang said, she immediately opened her eyes: "What? That gangster is at home?!" Thinking of this, she couldn't help but wanted to get up and take a look, but in the end she forgot to move the chair to the edge of the swimming pool.
, so all the while he was unsteady on his feet and fell into the swimming pool.
Zhang Hao had already gone out, but suddenly remembered that there was a party in the evening, so he decided to change into comfortable clothes before going out. However, he did not expect that as soon as he went downstairs and walked through the hall, he heard a splash from the swimming pool outside the hall.
There was a loud noise, which seemed to be the sound of someone falling. Zhang Hao couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then he rushed over and saw Song Ziting splashing around in the water. Without even thinking about it, Zhang Hao pulled off his coat and left.
Jumped down.
Song Ziting knew how to swim, but she fell into the swimming pool so suddenly that she didn't even realize what was happening. As a result, she choked on her water and became even more panicked. She fluttered several times but couldn't float herself.
When she got out of the water, what was even more terrible was that at this critical moment, she suddenly felt a pain in her calf: her foot was cramping! Song Ziting's heart felt cold and she shouted with all her strength: "Help...help!"
When Zhang Hao heard Song Ziting's voice, he was anxious and angry: This girl really never lets him feel at ease for a day. Every night when he comes back, he sees her having sex and has no idea that she sleeps like a little pig, which makes him feel all over.
It was so hot that she had to be covered with a quilt. Now, luckily, something like this has happened again. If word spread that CEO Zhang Da’s wife almost drowned in her swimming pool, wouldn’t it become a joke to the world?!
Zhang Hao couldn't care so much at this time. He quickly swam towards Song Ziting who was no longer moving. Then he picked up Song Ziting and swam towards the swimming pool. It took a lot of effort for Zhang Hao to finally pull Song Ziting away.
After being rescued, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang heard the noise and hurried over. Regardless of the wet clothes on his body, Zhang Hao patted Song Ziting's little face vigorously: "Tingting? Tingting?
"
Song Ziting fainted for a moment, and suddenly there was a burning pain on her face, and she realized that she had been rescued ashore. However, the voice sounded very familiar, and Song Ziting immediately realized that it was Zhang Hao. Then she heard it again.
Mrs. Zhang and Sister-in-law Zhang had the same anxious voice. Song Ziting was extremely embarrassed: Damn it, how could she be so embarrassed? Damn it, why did Zhang Hao appear at this time? Now he would definitely laugh to death?! Thinking of this, Song Ziting couldn't wait to find her.
She could get through a crack in the ground. She quietly squinted her eyes and saw Zhang Hao staring at her wetly, with one big hand on her chest, and the other hand was still patting her little face anxiously.
I was angry and embarrassed, thinking silently in my mind: Okay, stop knocking, my face is almost swollen, and your dirty hands, please take them away!
Zhang Hao called out a few times, but saw that Song Ziting didn't respond. However, the big hand placed on her chest could clearly feel Song Ziting's breathing. Zhang Hao suddenly understood. Song Ziting was shy, but Zhang Hao was
Who, he would never let Song Ziting off so easily. He couldn't help squinting his eyes, raised his head and said to Mrs. Zhang and Sister-in-law Zhang: "Tingting may have fainted, I need to give her artificial respiration!
You call Uncle Chu and ask him to come over and take a look!" Then regardless of whether Song Ziting had opened her eyes, she leaned down and bit Song Ziting's red lips tightly, pressing them with a pair of big hands.
"Well..." Song Ziting's mouth was gagged. In desperation, she opened her big eyes and pushed Zhang Hao away. Then she quickly got up from the ground. Regardless of her wet body, she walked towards
Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang, who had already turned around to call Dr. Chu, chased after her: "Grandma, Mrs. Zhang, I...I'm fine!"
As soon as Mrs. Zhang heard Song Ziting's voice, she couldn't help but turned around in surprise and saw Song Ziting walking towards the hall. Mrs. Zhang hurriedly patted her chest and said, "Tingting, you scared grandma to death!" Mrs. Zhang
After saying that, he took Song Ziting and handed her to Mrs. Zhang, and then asked Mrs. Zhang to help Song Ziting go upstairs and into the bedroom to change clothes.
Zhang Hao was pushed by Song Ziting and fell to the ground. Seeing Song Ziting's furious look, Zhang Hao couldn't help but touch the corners of his mouth. Thinking of the sweetness of Song Ziting's little mouth, Zhang Hao was like a cat that had stolen something.
He slowly got up from the ground and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.
When Zhang Hao came in, Song Ziting was taking a shower in the bathroom. When he heard the sound of water flushing in the bathroom, Zhang Hao shrugged and then started to take off his wet clothes. He took a clean bath towel.
After wiping her hair and body, she found clean clothes and put them on. When she heard rustling sounds coming from the bathroom, she knew that Song Ziting had finished washing, so she simply bent her legs and sat on the large floor of the bedroom.
Waiting on the bed for Song Ziting to come out.
Song Ziting took a hot shower and felt much better. She wrapped a big towel on her head and put on her pajamas before leaving the bathroom. But as soon as she left the bathroom, she saw Zhang Hao sitting on the bed staring at the ground.
Looking at himself, he couldn't help but subconsciously grab the collar of his chest, and then looked at Zhang Hao like a wolf: "You...why are you here?"
"Isn't this my room?" Zhang Hao said matter-of-factly, "It seemed like I saved you just now, Miss Song?!"
"You... so what?" Song Ziting knew she was in the wrong, but she still kept her words. She stood at the bathroom door and stared at Zhang Hao on the bed. But what was thinking in her little head was: I haven't seen you for a few days, and Zhang Hao's hair looks like
Slightly longer, and those damn peach eyes, how...how do they look like they are electrified at this moment? And those thin lips...
Zhang Hao saw the expression on Song Ziting's face. He knew that the time had come, so he stopped fighting with Song Ziting. Instead, he stood up and said to Song Ziting: "Is this the attitude towards your savior?"
"Then what else do I want? Is it possible that I have to give you a banquet?" Song Ziting said angrily, but she was actually covering up her guilty conscience. She really felt that she was so embarrassed. She hadn't seen Zhang Hao for several days.
When I saw Zhang Hao, he was in this situation.
"Well, it seems to be a good idea. I'll see you in the Imperial City at nine o'clock tonight!" Zhang Hao couldn't help but be happy when he heard Song Ziting's words. Hey, this girl just followed her own ideas and took the bait.
Song Ziting's little face was still twisted, and Zhang Hao added: "If you don't come, do you know what I will do?!" After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he looked at Song Ziting meaningfully, and then at the big man next to him.
Then he turned around and went downstairs with a grin on his face.
Song Ziting looked at Zhang Hao's back and jumped in anger: Zhang Hao, you... you are a shameless stinky hooligan!
Zhang Haocai ignored Song Ziting's shouting behind him. Hearing the word gangster in Song Ziting's mouth, he grinned: Little girl, I will let you see what a real gangster is in the future!