Although Song Ziting didn't know what was going on in Zhang Hao's head, after several confrontations, Song Ziting knew clearly that Zhang Hao was definitely not a good person.
For example, now, although Zhang Hao softened his tone and was willing to go upstairs to help him take off his clothes, he was not so easy to serve. Just because when he was helping him take off his clothes, he accidentally touched his arm and brow.
It was so scary. Although Song Ziting had been prepared to be made things difficult for her, she was still unwilling to do so. But looking at Zhang Hao's frown, Song Ziting only protested quietly in her heart: "It's not your fault, who told you to do it?"
The person who asked me to take off my shirt deliberately dangled your wheat-colored chest in front of my eyes. If I hadn't panicked for a moment, I would have accidentally touched my arm!" Song Ziting thought angrily, and then quickly pulled off her shirt,
She ran into the bathroom and threw her shirt into the clothes basket. Song Ziting looked up and saw her red face in the mirror. She couldn't help but patted her face and cursed in a low voice in the mirror: "Song Ziting, it's not like you haven't seen a man before.
, isn’t it just that your figure is better? Besides... besides, it’s not the first time you’ve seen that playboy’s figure!” Song Ziting wanted to comfort herself like this, but she didn’t expect that such a scolding would remind her of that night.
I'm so crazy that I can't help but blush even more and feel thick-necked...
Zhang Hao watched Song Ziting get into the bathroom and couldn't help but sigh: This stinky girl, did you hurt my arm on purpose?
The two of them had their own worries and didn't sleep well all night. Fortunately, Zhang Hao didn't torture Song Ziting later, and Song Ziting had a good rest. Early the next morning, Grandma Zhang invited the doctor to her home, so Song Ziting just
When I got downstairs, I saw an old doctor sitting in the living room chatting with Grandma Zhang. At first glance, this doctor looked very familiar, but I couldn't remember it anymore. I couldn't help but stood at the corner of the stairs in a daze.
"Tingting, come here and say hello. This is Uncle Chu, an old friend of ours!" Grandma Zhang saw Song Ziting stunned and couldn't help but wave her hand to greet Song Ziting.
After listening to Grandma Zhang's words, Song Ziting walked over obediently and greeted the elderly Dr. Chu: "Hello, Uncle Chu!"
Dr. Chu, who was sitting on the sofa, watched Song Ziting greet him obediently, smiled, nodded and praised: "This child is really well-behaved and beautiful. I heard that she is the daughter of the Song family?" Dr. Chu finished.
Seeing Mrs. Zhang nodding her head, she continued: "Haozi, this guy, has really good eyesight. The two of them are really a match made in heaven!"
After hearing what Dr. Chu said, Song Ziting couldn't help but whisper in her heart: Only a devil would be a match made in heaven with that stinky gangster! They have two heads! But on the surface, she remained calm and nodded slightly towards Dr. Chu.
"Tingting, go and call Haozi down and ask Achu to look at his arm. Hey, this kid, I don't know what happened. He's such an adult and he actually broke his arm. It's really worrying!" Zhang
While grandma asked Song Ziting to call Zhang Hao, she couldn't help but complain about Zhang Hao.
When Song Ziting heard what Grandma Zhang said, she couldn't help but feel guilty. It seemed that Mrs. Zhang didn't know the good thing she had done, and she didn't see the news that she was carried out of the bar by Zhang Hao. Song Ziting hurriedly got up: "I'll tell Brother Haozi to come down!
"After saying that, she hurriedly went upstairs, but the conversation between Dr. Chu and Mrs. Zhang behind her still faintly reached Song Ziting's ears.
"Okay, old lady, don't worry. You don't know that our Chu Chen is no better than Hao Zi. The day before yesterday, he went to the hospital with injuries all over his body. This brat, when I asked him to be a doctor,
He refuses to do anything and insists on becoming a designer. If he is really promising, he can be like that boy Yu Fan. But now he has not gained any reputation, and he has injuries all over his body. I am really angry to death.
!”
"A Chu, Chu Chen is a good boy. Whatever the child wants to do, just let him do it. I think Chu Chen is very good. When Haozi got married last time, Chu Chen worked hard. Everyone
Full of praise!”
"Humph, you brat, you finally gave me some comfort..."
When Song Ziting heard the conversation between Mrs. Zhang and Dr. Chu behind her, she couldn't help but pause: "Is Dr. Chu the father of Mr. Chu? No wonder he looks familiar. By the way, Chu Chen was injured that day?!" Thinking of this, Song Ziting couldn't help feeling guilty.
, Chu Chen helped her a lot that day, but she had forgotten such a favor. She must find a chance to see Chu Chen and thank her in person! Thinking like this, Song Ziting quickened her steps upstairs.
He ran to Zhang Hao's room, or to be more precise, it should be the room he and Zhang Hao shared at this time.
Because she was used to it at home, Song Ziting opened the door and walked in without even thinking about it. However, she forgot that this room was not hers at this time. So when Song Ziting opened the door and went in, she regretted it because she looked up and saw
A nude/back picture. Zhang Hao had just finished taking a shower and was standing naked to the chest, looking for clothes by the closet.
"Um... that Dr. Chu is here. Grandma asked you to go downstairs!" Song Ziting turned around quickly and forced herself to calm down. This was not the first time she saw a naked back! Song Ziting comforted herself.
"Well..." Zhang Hao didn't look back and continued to look for clothes, finally choosing a pink shirt and a pair of beige casual trousers.
"Can you contact Mr. Chu?" Song Ziting wanted to leave the room immediately, but suddenly thought of Chu Chen, so she stood at the door and asked bravely.
Zhang Hao couldn't help but be startled when he heard Song Ziting's words. He held his clothes for a moment before remembering to turn around and asked with squinted eyes: "Which Mr. Chu? Do you mean Chu Chen?"
"Well..." Song Ziting turned her back to Zhang Hao and nodded stiffly.
Only then did Zhang Hao realize that something was wrong. Why was this little girl always talking with her back to people so early in the morning? But when he looked up, he found that Song Ziting's little hands were nervously pulling at the corners of her clothes. Her little ears and neck were all pink.
Color. Zhang Hao suddenly understood. He couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. He used one arm to put on clothes indiscriminately, and then quietly leaned behind Song Ziting while Song Ziting wasn't paying attention. Then he lowered his head and pointed at Song Ziting's ear.
Blowing: "Your husband is standing in front of you and you don't want to see it, but he always thinks about other men. Do you think this is reasonable?"
"No..." Song Ziting felt the sudden heat behind her ears. She couldn't help being startled. She turned around and wanted to refute, but she didn't know that she was too close. When she turned her head, her mouth inadvertently pressed against Zhang Hao and leaned over.
Her thin lips suddenly stayed in place.
Zhang Hao was also stunned by Song Ziting's sudden turn around. When he felt Song Ziting's soft thin lips, he felt like an electric current was passing through his body. He couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and stood up straight, feeling a little embarrassed.
He scratched his head and looked up to see Song Ziting as red as a boiled shrimp. He couldn't help but hide his embarrassment and opened his mouth to make things difficult: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you come over and help me get dressed? Dr. Chu is already waiting for you."
Got it!"
"Oh..." For the first time, Song Ziting did not resist, and obediently stepped forward to help Zhang Hao fasten the buttons. However, she felt Zhang Hao's breath on her little face, and she couldn't help but blush.