Song Ziting and Mrs. Zhang had a great time, but they suffered a lot from Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao not only worked as a free coolie for an afternoon, but when the three of them came out of the amusement park, Zhang Hao also had to work as a free full-time driver. So when
When the three of them returned to Zhang's Mansion, Zhang Hao was already exhausted. Seeing Song Ziting grinning happily, Zhang Hao was so angry that his brows almost twisted into knots.
But as for Song Ziting, she pretended not to see Zhang Hao's dark face. After dinner, she happily went upstairs with her mobile phone in hand. Zhang Hao watched Song Ziting climb up the stairs briskly, his face became even more ugly, and he raised his head
I went upstairs with my sore feet.
But when Zhang Hao went upstairs, what he saw was that Song Ziting had prepared a change of clothes and got into the bathroom. Before he could react, the bathroom door was slammed shut, and then there was a splash from inside.
There was a sound of flushing water. Zhang Hao stood at the door with a darkened face. What he wanted to do most now was to take a comfortable hot bath, but he didn't expect that this little girl Song Ziting was deliberately going against him. He was the one who
How is the owner of this room? Finally, Zhang Hao couldn't bear it anymore and walked towards the bathroom. Regardless of Song Ziting inside who was still taking a bath, he raised his hand and knocked on the bathroom door: "Song Ziting, you will be here in three minutes."
Come out here, I want to take a shower now!"
Song Ziting was in a good mood because she had a lot of fun all day long. She was happily humming a little tune in the bathroom while taking a shower. Unexpectedly, she suddenly heard a knock on the door. She couldn't help but be startled, but she thought about Zhang Zhang's shower today.
Hao looked deflated, but couldn't help grinning. He looked up at his locked door. Finally, he raised his head and said to the door: "I haven't finished washing yet. You can wait a little longer, or go to another room."
Wash it!" After saying that, he continued humming and rubbed bubbles all over his body.
Zhang Hao was angry, but he didn't expect that Song Ziting not only didn't stop, but even started humming a song. He felt even more depressed. Suddenly Zhang Hao narrowed his eyes: You Song Ziting, don't blame me for being rude if you don't come out. You and
My agreement did not say that we are not allowed to share the bathroom! Zhang Hao stopped knocking on the door, and then pretended to cough: "Song Ziting, if you don't come out, I will go in!" After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he pretended to cough.
He turned the doorknob.
In fact, Zhang Hao was just scaring Song Ziting. Seeing Song Ziting's proud look, Zhang Hao just wanted to destroy Song Ziting's prestige, but he didn't expect that Song Ziting inside actually stopped after hearing his movements, and then listened.
When he heard the soft sounds inside, Zhang Hao was very satisfied with the effect he had achieved, and then leaned against the door with his shoulders raised and waited for Song Ziting to come out.
When Song Ziting inside heard the sound of the doorknob turning, she really thought Zhang Hao was about to rush in. She was so anxious that she quickly turned off the shower and turned around to look for clothes. However, she found that she had forgotten to bring her clothes because she was in a hurry to get in.
She wanted to change clothes, so she hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab the bath towel and wrapped it around herself. But looking at the bath towel that covered the top but exposed the bottom, Song Ziting became anxious. Finally, she rolled her eyes, reached out and wiped the foam on her hands, and said
He went to the door, then opened the bathroom door without paying attention, and wiped it towards the handsome face of the person at the door, but because he was anxious, he didn't control his strength well, and directly bumped into the man who was about to greet him.
On Zhang Hao, both of them fell to the hard floor with a bang.
"Hiss" Zhang Hao took a breath, and was knocked to the ground unprepared by the momentum. What's even worse is that at this time, besides his face being covered with wet foam, the elbow that first touched the ground seemed to be pulled off due to the momentum.
A splitting pain.
"Yes... I'm sorry." Song Ziting, who was lying on Zhang Hao, heard Zhang Hao's inhalation, and then she realized that she reached out to wipe Zhang Hao's handsome face, but she never thought that her hands were full of foam and she wiped them harder.
More and more, he reached out to pull the bath towel on his body in desperation, so without even thinking, he grabbed a corner of the bath towel and wiped it on Zhang Hao's face, and then wiped away the foam.
"Damn it!" Zhang Hao endured the pain from his elbow, and after wiping the foam off his face, he could see the scene in front of him clearly again. He just cursed in a low voice, and was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.
At this time, Song Ziting was actually riding on her naked body, her wet hair hanging on her chest, still dripping with water. What was even more terrible was that Song Ziting's little face was full of anxiety, and her big eyes were full of ignorance.
She was at a loss. The bath towel originally wrapped around her body was tightly grasped in her hands.
Zhang Hao looked at the scene in front of him and felt his breath suffocate. His peach blossom eyes were fixed on Song Ziting's fair chest and couldn't move away.
"Are you okay?" Song Ziting saw that Zhang Hao had seen her clearly, but was lying motionless on the ground. She couldn't help but become even more anxious. She wanted to reach out and move Zhang Hao's head, but suddenly found that Zhang Hao's eyes seemed
Something was wrong. When I looked down, I realized that the bath towel on my body had long been torn off.
"Ah!" Song Ziting screamed, quickly grabbed the bath towel in her hand and threw it on Zhang Hao's head. She hugged her chest and said to Zhang Hao who was still lying on the ground: "Well, don't move! First
Let me get dressed!" Then she quickly pulled off her clothes and put them on her body. After Song Ziting finished putting on her clothes, she said to Zhang Hao on the ground: "That's it!"
But after Song Ziting waited for a while, she saw that Zhang Hao was still lying on the ground motionless. She couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, so she hesitated for a moment and walked towards Zhang Hao on the ground. She only found out when Song Ziting pulled off the towel on Zhang Hao's head.
At this time, Zhang Hao's face looked very ugly, and large drops of sweat had oozed from his forehead.
"How are you?" Song Ziting realized something was wrong and asked hurriedly.
"My arm seems to be broken..." Zhang Hao, who was lying on the ground, came to his senses after hearing Song Ziting's words. He frowned and took a long breath before slowly getting up, only to find that he could not move his right arm.
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Song Ziting didn't care about anything else, and quickly stretched out her hand to support Zhang Hao, and then spent a lot of effort to slowly help Zhang Hao up from the ground: "Well, wait for me here, I... I will go call someone right away.
!" After Song Ziting finished speaking, she was about to get up and go downstairs, but was held by Zhang Hao's uninjured hand. Then she heard Zhang Hao say: "Don't alert grandma and parents, call Xiao Zhang to send him off.
I’m going to the hospital!”
Song Ziting was stunned at first, not understanding what Zhang Hao said, but then she heard Zhang Hao's words again: "Do you want me to tell my family that you broke my bones?"
As soon as Song Ziting heard Zhang Hao's words, she immediately picked up the phone and dialed. After a while, Xiao Zhang prepared the car. Song Ziting supported Zhang Hao and slowly went downstairs, got into the car and went straight to the hospital.
Soon the hospital's examination results came out. As expected, Zhang Hao's right hand was slightly fractured and he needed to be hospitalized for a few days for observation. He could not bear any force on his right hand for the time being and had to rest for at least a month!
Song Ziting wanted to die after hearing the doctor's words. Now she was really in trouble. Looking at Zhang Hao's ugly face, Song Ziting wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. Sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, Song Ziting drooped.
Song Ziting held her head, waiting for Zhang Hao to scold her, but she didn't expect to see Zhang Hao make any movement after waiting for a long time. She couldn't help but look up in confusion, but when she looked up, she was surprised to find that Zhang Hao was sleeping on the bedside.