The carriage suddenly became quiet. Zhang Hao was a little unaccustomed to it. He once again glanced sideways at Song Ziting, who usually always saw him as if he were an enemy. Today, Song Ziting seemed very quiet and was lying lazily by the window.
, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
Zhang Hao looked at Song Ziting, whose face was slightly red because she was drunk, and her big eyes were staring at the scenery passing by outside the window. He was suddenly absent-minded for a moment. But at this moment, Zhang Hao's phone suddenly rang, breaking the news.
The car was quiet, and Zhang Hao quickly averted his eyes because of the phone call. He coughed to cover up his lack of concentration. Remembering that he was driving, he pressed the hands-free button on the phone.
"Master Zhang, this is Meimei. Have you missed me? I miss you every day!" As soon as the call was connected, a woman's delicate voice came from the receiver.
Zhang Hao was stunned at first. This kind of situation would never happen. As long as he wants a woman, he can call her. But no woman has ever dared to take the initiative to call. Obviously, this beauty has broken Zhang Hao's rules.
.And Zhang Hao couldn't even remember this Meimei and that one? Just when he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Ziting, who was lying by the window, shaking all over and showing an expression of extreme disgust.
, Zhang Hao couldn't help but grin. Instead of hanging up the phone, he changed his normal attitude and answered the phone: "Is something wrong?"
"I want to ask if you are free tonight?" The woman's voice continued to come from the other end of the phone. The sugar level was at least five plus signs.
Sure enough, Zhang Hao's guess was correct. These women always try their best to keep him, so he twisted his mouth and said, "Should I go to your place or mine?"
"Young Master Zhang, you are so bad. How can you be so direct? Then... then I will prepare the red wine, and I will help you put out the bath water!" The woman on the other end of the phone gave a symbolic excuse.
He responded quickly, with an unconcealable surprise in his tone. After hearing Zhang Hao's frivolous hello, he even blew a kiss over the phone before reluctantly hanging up the phone.
Listening to the sound that reached her ears, Song Ziting felt goosebumps all over her body. When she saw Zhang Hao from the side, he seemed to be in a good mood. The corners of his mouth were curled up unconsciously. She couldn't help but start to secretly curse Zhang Hao. He really deserved it.
The title of gangster. When Song Ziting saw the phone was hung up, she cleared her throat and said to Zhang Hao's proud face: "I'm so sorry for disturbing your young master Zhang's night of spring supper!"
"It's okay, I'm tired of playing anyway. You women are all the same, you're just greedy for vanity and want money! Don't take it to heart!" Hearing Song Ziting's words, Zhang Hao didn't look away, but the words in his mouth made Song Ziting choke.
Enough.
Song Ziting glanced sideways at Zhang Hao and thought with disdain: Who cares?! What does it have to do with me whether you have sex or not?! What do we mean by women?! I wanted to hold back and forget it, but looking at
Zhang Hao's proud look was not pleasing to Song Ziting, so she opened her mouth and continued: "Tired of playing? Did I hear you right? He is indeed a high-level gangster. I have prepared red wine..." While talking,
Learn the beautiful tone on the phone.
Zhang Hao was made uncomfortable by the voice that Song Ziting had learned. When he heard the word gangster, his brows furrowed even more. In the eyes of others, Zhang Hao had always been a handsome man with a lot of money and elegance. Why?
He became a gangster when he came to her?! Seeing Song Ziting's expression of not being angry enough to give up, Zhang Hao suppressed his anger.
Before Zhang Hao could get angry, Song Ziting was a little surprised. Seeing that Zhang Hao's expression did not change much, she thought that Zhang Hao's sun was coming out from the west this time. When she was about to enjoy herself, Zhang Hao suddenly stopped the car.
Then, without waiting for Song Ziting to react, she pressed towards Song Ziting's little face, and then grinned: "I'm not short of red wine, so why? You feel a little guilty if I don't go? Since you like to imitate Meimei so much, you want to
Otherwise, how about you serve me for one night instead of Meimei?"
"Bah, it's true that gangsters can't change their nature. I'm not interested in perverted gangsters who wear women's underwear!" As soon as Song Ziting heard Zhang Hao's words, she immediately looked at the monster's face magnified in front of her like a cat with exploded fur.
, pushed it over, opened the door and got out of the car quickly.
"You..." Zhang Hao was pushed by Song Ziting and hit the driver's seat. Watching Song Ziting run away, he remembered how to communicate with Song Zikun. But when he looked up, he saw the villa on the mountain close in front of him.
She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. While rubbing her waist that was a little sore from the collision, she stepped on the accelerator and drove the car into the courtyard of the villa. When she passed by Song Ziting, she deliberately honked the horn several times and watched Song Ziting fuming.
Walking towards the door of the villa, Zhang Hao curled his lips and passed by Song Ziting. The car arrived at the door of the villa first.
Zhang Hao parked the car and saw Song Zikun waiting at the door, so he got out of the car and said hello: "Kunzi, why did you come out?"
"I'm bored by myself anyway, so I think you should come out and have a look, but where is Tingting?" Song Zikun heard the sound of the car and went out, but he only saw Zhang Hao getting out of the car, but he didn't see Song Ziting's
Shadow couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
"Here! It's in the back. She said the air outside is good and she has to take a walk!" Zhang Hao leaned against the car and saw Song Ziting walking upright not far away. He raised his shoulders and stretched out his fingers lazily.
Pointing to the door of the villa not far away, there was no flaw in his face.
Song Zikun looked in the direction of Zhang Hao's finger and saw Song Ziting walking over. He couldn't help but shook his head and grinned fondly.
Song Ziting, who was walking towards her, looked up at this moment and saw Song Zikun standing at the door smiling at her. She couldn't help but quicken her steps and walked to the door. She hadn't seen her brother for a long time. When she walked to the door, she saw Zhang Hao carrying
His shoulders looked like he was watching a good show, and he couldn't help feeling a little depressed. However, he still endured the faint pain in his feet and walked towards his brother. As he walked, he said: "Brother, you are finally willing to come back!"
"You are just disobedient. I didn't ask Haozi to pick you up. You are already at the door and you still want to leave! It seems that you are not in a hurry to see my brother!" Song Zikun didn't notice anything strange about his sister and smiled.
Making a joke.
When Song Ziting heard her brother's words, she knew that Zhang Hao must be pretending in front of her brother again. She glared at Zhang Hao sideways. Looking at Zhang Hao's expression that looked like a smile but not a smile, she couldn't help but feel depressed, so she turned her eyes.
Turning around, when passing by Zhang Hao, the heel of Song Ziting's high-heeled shoes pretended to be casual but steadily stepped on Zhang Hao's toes.