I don't know how long it took, but it seemed that it was already dawn, but Song Ziting was not sleepy at all. She smelled the breath that filled the big bed. Finally, Song Ziting simply sat up leaning on the bedside, turned her head and looked at the empty pillow next to her. Song Ziting
Suddenly his big eyes rolled, he quickly got out of bed, then took out a pen and paper and started to draw. "Dark eyebrows, squinted peach blossom eyes, nose, the nose is still straight! Humph, the nose is okay if I can force it.
La!" Song Ziting pouted, and then continued to draw. After a while, a simple picture of Zhang Hao's head was drawn. Song Ziting looked at her masterpiece and Zhang Hao's eyebrows were twisted together, and she couldn't bear to
I couldn't help laughing. I turned around, grabbed the pillow, found two more pieces of tape, and pasted my masterpiece on the pillow.
Song Ziting looked at her completed masterpiece, nodded with satisfaction, then clenched her little fists and flew towards the pillow: "Huh, I told you to go to the United States quietly! I told you to bully me! And... and...
I told you to scare me!" Song Ziting struggled for a long time, until she was tired, she felt a lot more comfortable. Then she lay back on the bed, raised her feet and pressed the pillow with Zhang Hao's portrait firmly under her legs, and then she fell asleep comfortably.
past.
Zhang Hao got on the plane, and after more than ten hours of flight, he finally arrived in the United States. Thinking that Song Zikun had promised to pick him up, Zhang Hao made no arrangements to pick him up. So as soon as the plane stopped, Zhang Hao took out his
The mobile phone in his pocket was turned on. Just when Zhang Hao was about to call Song Zikun to tell him that he had arrived, a text message flashed into the mobile phone. Zhang Hao looked down at the word "wife" displayed on the screen of the mobile phone and was stunned.
Suddenly he remembered that he had changed Song Ziting's name to his wife before leaving, and couldn't help but smile. Zhang Hao couldn't help but be a little surprised that Song Ziting would suddenly send him a text message. To be honest, it had been a long time since he bought Song Ziting a mobile phone.
, but Song Ziting didn't even make a phone call, let alone a text message. But seeing that it was indeed Song Ziting's text message on the phone screen, Zhang Hao couldn't help but curiously opened the message: "Well... pay attention to your arms, don't do that.
Injured again!" Zhang Hao stared at the text message with only a few words and was stunned: Could it be that that stinky girl has changed her gender and she is worried about me? Thinking of this, Zhang Hao couldn't help but curl his mouth and felt much better:
You stinky girl, you just sent these few words!
"Haozi, here!" Just as Zhang Hao curled his mouth and repeatedly read the words sent by Song Ziting, a greeting suddenly came from the airport pick-up port. Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, and looked up to see Song Zikun standing conspicuously in the crowd.
.So he grinned and waved at Song Zikun, lowered his head and found that he was waving with his mobile phone. Zhang Hao quickly put down the mobile phone, then quickly typed three words: Got it, and then quickly pressed the send button.
"Haozi, what are you looking at? You are so entranced, let me have a look too!" Song Zikun stepped forward and put his arms around Zhang Hao's shoulders, and then tried to grab the mobile phone in Zhang Hao's hand.
As soon as Zhang Hao heard Song Zikun's words, he quickly knocked down Song Zikun's extended hand, then quickly stuffed his hand into his pocket, then raised his head and shouted at Song Zikun: "Nothing, I just wanted to call you!"
"The best thing is, if you dare to hook up with women here, be careful and I will take care of you for Tingting!" Song Zikun put his arm around Zhang Hao's shoulders so hard that Zhang Hao coughed.
Zhang Hao quickly reached out and patted Song Zikun's arm, and then looked like he was begging for mercy: "How dare I!"
"You brat, you think I don't know that even in the United States, you have never stopped getting gossipy news. I say, you have to give Tingting an explanation!" Song Zikun let go of Zhang Hao's arm, but his eyes disappeared.
It was just a joke, but the color was corrected.
"Kunzi, it's not that I don't want to, but Tingting doesn't want others to know about our marriage!" Zhang Hao looked at Song Zikun and stopped joking. Looking at Song Zikun's serious look, Zhang Hao's mind
Suddenly it occurred to him that maybe with the help of Song Zikun, he would have a reason to disclose himself and Song Ziting. In this way, Song Ziting would have nothing to say, and he would not have violated the agreement. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? Thinking that Song Ziting would be so angry that her face turned red, Zhang
Hao was in a great mood. He put his arm around Song Zikun's neck and said, "Kunzi, Tingting is extremely popular in school. I'm still worried about myself!"
"I know what my sister is like! You stinky boy, you better stop messing around with women!" Song Zikun reached out and knocked Zhang Hao on the head.
"Don't believe it, I have proof!" Zhang Hao reached out and took out his cell phone, and handed the photos that others put on his cell phone to Song Zikun.
Song Zikun looked at the photo showing Song Ziting being very close to a strange boy. He couldn't help but be stunned, and his expression turned ugly: "Nonsense, this Tingting, how could she be so ignorant! She actually let someone take such a photo! What if?
It's okay for uncles and aunts to see that, girls should look like girls!" Song Zikun's machismo was at work, and he didn't feel there was anything wrong with the gossip about himself and Zhang Hao. On the contrary, when he saw Song Ziting's photos, he
His expression was ugly. Song Zikun looked up at Zhang Hao, and then said to Zhang Hao: "Haozi, since you and Tingting are married, I hope you will be responsible for each other, and more importantly, for the reputation of the Zhang family and the Song family.
Be responsible and find a time to tell everyone about your relationship! This will also prevent some people from having ulterior motives!"
When Zhang Hao heard that Song Zikun's words were exactly what he wanted, he was of course very happy, but he still had a troubled look on his face: "This... I'm worried that Tingting will be unhappy..." But he was worried in his heart.
With a little calculation: Song Ziting, it seems that our relationship is getting better day by day, which is everyone's wish.
"How could you let Tingting act nonsense!" Song Zikun interrupted Zhang Hao, "This matter is settled, Haozi, Tingting is spoiled by my father and mother, so you should be more tolerant!" Song Zikun said
He patted Zhang Hao's shoulder and sighed.
"Kunzi, what you said is serious!" Zhang Hao smiled, but what he was thinking in his heart was: Song Ziting, if everyone knows that you are Zhang Hao's wife, you can only stay by my side obediently.
Oh! Zhang Hao thought so and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, but he didn't realize that his original intention of wanting Song Ziting to stay by his side was quietly changing. What started as revenge now turned into wanting to
To possess domineeringly.
However, Song Ziting in China did not know that she had been set up by Zhang Hao. What was even worse was that her elder brother had also switched sides and sided with Zhang Hao. At this time, Song Ziting was sleeping in a daze, but she suddenly heard the news.
The mobile phone next to the pillow made a crisp ringtone. Almost subconsciously, Song Ziting reached out to touch the mobile phone. She reached out and opened the mobile phone and saw a text message rushing in. Song Ziting had already saved Zhang Hao's original "master" in the mobile phone.
The title was changed to "hooligan". Looking at the word "hooligan" displayed in the sender column, Song Ziting curled her lips: Only now did she know how to reply to text messages, huh, but she was still looking forward to it. She quickly opened the message, only to find that
There were only three short words: Got it. Song Ziting couldn't help but became extremely angry. She reached out and threw the phone to the bedside, angrily picked up the pillow that was pressed under her legs, and punched her hard with her little fist.
Finally relieved: You stinky gangster, what will happen if you say a few more words?!