When the Song family members saw Zhang Hao being so considerate and sensible, they couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to eat. However, Zhang Hao did not deliberately anger Song Ziting anymore. Song Ziting also started eating obediently, and quickly finished dinner.
We sat back in the living room again, and everyone started chatting with each other. Unknowingly, it was getting late. When Zhang Hao got up to leave, he realized that it was really getting late.
"Haozi, you can rest here tonight. I have called your grandma and she has agreed. This is the first time you have returned to your parents' home after getting married, so you will stay in Tingting's room tonight.
Okay, I asked aunt to clean it a long time ago!" Old Mrs. Song said to Zhang Hao who stood up and was about to leave.
Zhang Hao hesitated for a moment after hearing what Mrs. Song said, but when he turned around, he saw that Song Ziting had fallen asleep on the sofa. Zhang Hao had just been chatting with Song's father. So Zhang Hao thought for a while and nodded.
Agreed.
"That's good, you guys go and have a rest first, I'm a little tired too!" Mrs. Song got up after saying that, and Mrs. Song quickly got up and supported Mrs. Song. Dad Song got up and took a picture.
Hao's shoulder said: "Tingting, this child is ignorant, you should be more considerate!"
"Dad, don't worry, I will do it!" Zhang Hao nodded and turned to look at Song Ziting. At this time, Song Ziting had already snored slightly. Zhang Hao hesitated, but after thinking about it, he said to everyone: "
Grandma, Dad, Mom, then... let me hug Tingting and tell her to go up and rest!"
"Well, Haozi, thank you for your hard work!" Mrs. Song smiled and nodded, extremely satisfied with Zhang Hao's performance tonight.
Zhang Hao nodded, leaned over and picked up Song Ziting who was on the sofa, and then walked towards Song Ziting's room upstairs. However, when Zhang Hao went upstairs and opened the door, he was still frightened by the way Song Ziting was dressed in the room.
For a moment, Song Ziting's room was filled with bright red. It seemed that this was the wedding room that the Song family had prepared for the two of them. Zhang Hao lowered his head and looked at Song Ziting who was sleeping in his arms, and couldn't help but sigh.
Corner of the mouth: It seems that this little girl can't feel the atmosphere of this wedding room for the time being. To be honest, Zhang Hao can't guarantee whether Song Ziting will be happy when she wakes up and sees her room decorated like this. It is very likely that Song Ziting will wake up when she wakes up.
His reaction was to pout his little mouth and make a fuss. Thinking of the way Song Ziting was vomiting with him when they were eating just now, Zhang Hao couldn't help but look at Song Ziting's little face fondly, curling up the corners of his mouth, with a monster-like expression on his face.
It is the taste of happiness.
Zhang Hao carried Song Ziting into the room, and then placed Song Ziting on the big red bed. Just when Zhang Hao was about to pull up the quilt and cover Song Ziting, he noticed that Song Ziting was still wearing daytime clothes at this time. Zhang Hao was about to pull up the quilt to cover Song Ziting.
Hao was stunned: Will you get sick if you sleep like this? Zhang Hao thought for a while and looked up but saw the pajamas neatly placed on the bedside, so he decided to help Song Ziting change her clothes.
Zhang Hao stretched out his hand to unbutton Song Ziting's top. Song Ziting's snow-white skin looked even fairer against the bright red sheets. When Song Ziting's plump breasts were exposed in front of his eyes, Zhang Hao couldn't help but take a breath and had to admit that Song Ziting's
She has an enviable figure. Zhang Hao resisted the evil thoughts that kept coming up in his heart, reached out and pulled off Song Ziting's top, and then reached for the women's pajamas on the bedside.
But just when Zhang Hao grabbed the pajamas, he turned around and found that Song Ziting, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes. Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he just wanted to hand the pajamas to Song Ziting and tell her that he was helping her change clothes.
But Song Ziting suddenly screamed.
"Ah! Scoundrel!" Song Ziting screamed when she woke up, then snatched the pajamas from Zhang Hao's hand, quickly covered it on her chest, then stretched out her little feet and slammed towards the bed to return it.
Zhang Hao, who was in a daze, kicked him over.
With a bang, the unsuspecting Zhang Hao was kicked off the bed by Song Ziting's little feet, and his butt fell directly onto the carpet.
"Hiss~" Zhang Hao took a breath, feeling a numb pain under his buttocks. When he looked up, he saw Song Ziting with a red face, clutching her pajamas tightly, staring at him with big eyes, guarding against wolves.
, couldn't help but change his face with anger, and then lowered his voice and shouted: "Song Ziting, what are you doing, I'm just helping you change clothes!"
"Humph, who believes you are so kind? Then why did you take off my clothes!" Song Ziting held her pajamas tightly, feeling the cold air, and was surprised to realize that her top had been taken off. She couldn't help but flush her face, feeling extremely embarrassed.
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"Please, can you please be reasonable? How can I change if I don't take off your clothes for you!" Zhang Hao was almost so angry that he vomited blood at Song Ziting's words. He got up from the ground and angrily got up and walked towards the head of the bed.
"I don't care! You...it's wrong for you to take off my clothes. You've seen everything, you gangster!" Song Ziting hugged herself in her pajamas and said incoherently. After hearing Zhang Hao's words, she lost her sense.
, just start cheating.
"You...I told you, don't call me a hooligan again!" Zhang Hao's face darkened even more when he heard Song Ziting's words. He, a dignified CEO, was defended by Song Ziting as if he were a pervert time and time again.
So Zhang Hao approached the head of the bed and bent over deliberately towards Song Ziting who was huddled at the head of the bed. Just when he was about to get close to Song Ziting's little face, Zhang Hao suddenly reached out and grabbed another set on the bedside.
Men's pajamas, and then turned to Song Ziting, who shrank back in fright, and said with a smile: "Besides, there is no part of your body that I haven't seen!" Then without waiting for Song Ziting's reaction, she stood up and entered the bathroom.
"You!" Song Ziting looked at Zhang Hao's monstrous face with a proud smile, and then entered the bathroom. Her face turned red with anger, but she thought about how she got into this gangster's bed in the morning.
Feeling extremely regretful, Song Ziting scratched her hair vigorously, and then cursed: Song Ziting, Song Ziting, you must have water in your head, why are you so easily deceived by that damn monster! She heard a noise coming from the bathroom.
When the water came, Song Ziting put on her pajamas angrily. When Song Ziting was about to get out of bed, she noticed that her eyes were all bright red. Just when she was wondering, there was a knock on the door, and then she heard herself
Grandma's voice came: "Tingting, Haozi, are you okay?"
Song Ziting was stunned and immediately realized: Damn it, this is my house! Song Ziting turned around and saw that Zhang Hao was still in the bathroom and hadn't come out, so she rushed to the door, and then she calmly opened the door and faced the full crowd.
It was the worried Mrs. Song who said, "Grandma? What's wrong?"
"Are you okay? Why did I hear a bang just now!" Old Mrs. Song looked into the room, but found nothing unusual, but did not see Zhang Hao. She couldn't help but asked in confusion: "
Where is Haozi?"
"Ah! He...he, he is taking a shower!" Song Ziting replied quickly, fearing that her grandma would find something unusual.
"Oh, that's good, then you can go to bed early!" Old Mrs. Song nodded, then turned and left.
When Song Ziting saw her grandma gone, she breathed a long sigh of relief. She closed the door and turned towards the big bed. She lay on the big bed. Song Ziting thought for a moment: This is her own home, and this is her room.
Then Zhang Hao should sleep on the floor this time! Song Ziting was very happy thinking about this, so she quickly got into the quilt and happily picked up the magazine on the bedside.
Sure enough, Zhang Hao came out of the bathroom soon. Song Ziting saw Zhang Hao walking towards her big bed in pajamas. She couldn't help but quickly put down the magazine in her hand, and Zhang Hao immediately approached the big bed.
At this time, Song Ziting loudly pointed in the direction of Zhang Hao and said: "Stop! This is my room, and this is my bed, so you should sleep on the floor tonight!"
When Zhang Hao heard Song Ziting's words, he just raised his head and looked at Song Ziting. Then, as if he didn't hear anything, he walked to the other end of the big bed, reached out and lifted the quilt, and lay down in it, leaving Song Ziting with a solid back.
back.
"You...didn't you hear what I said?! I said, this is my bed, so I want to sleep on the bed and you sleep on the floor!" Song Ziting saw that Zhang Hao ignored her and even got into it.
He couldn't help but sit up straight and said loudly to Zhang Hao's back.
Zhang Hao heard Song Ziting's words again and then slowly turned his head, narrowed his peach blossom eyes and looked at Song Ziting from top to bottom, and then opened his mouth slightly, but what he said almost made Song Ziting angry to death: "Why should I?"
Want to sleep on the floor?"
"This is my bed. I want to sleep on the bed, so you have to sleep on the floor!" Song Ziting angrily emphasized her ownership of this big bed again.
"I didn't see your name? How about I ask grandma to come over and take a look?" Zhang Hao heard Song Ziting's words and thought that Song Ziting had just kicked him to the ground, so he couldn't help squinting his eyes deliberately.
"You..." Song Ziting was furious, her face flushed with anger, but thinking that if Zhang Hao moved her grandmother here, she would probably be scolded again, so she got into the quilt angrily.
Now it was Zhang Hao's turn to be happy, so Zhang Hao turned over and deliberately faced Song Ziting with his handsome face, occupying half of the big bed.
Song Ziting forced herself to close her eyes, but when she thought of Zhang Hao lying next to her, she couldn't sleep anymore. She turned over irritably, only to find that Zhang Hao was staring at her with his deep eyes. Song Ziting's little face instantly changed.
It was hot and she hurriedly turned back again. When she thought of Zhang Hao staring at the back of her head, Song Ziting felt that her whole body was being penetrated and she felt uncomfortable. Just when Song Ziting was irritated and wanted to go crazy, Zhang Hao behind her
Hao suddenly stretched out his arms and wrapped Song Ziting in his arms.
Song Ziting was so frightened that her heart pounded and she struggled subconsciously, but Zhang Hao remained motionless. Then she heard Zhang Hao's deep voice above her head: "Don't move, just let me hold you for a while!"
For some reason, Song Ziting's irritable heart slowly calmed down when she came into contact with Zhang Hao's warm embrace. Listening to the strong heartbeat in Zhang Hao's chest, Song Ziting slowly closed her eyes, and after a while she breathed evenly.
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Zhang Hao listened to Song Ziting's even breathing in his arms and couldn't help but curl his lips: "Awkward girl!" He just held Song Ziting and fell asleep deeply.
The warm room was filled with happiness everywhere, but Zhang Hao didn't know that because he had been busy with Song Ziting in the past two days, he neglected that Meimei in the United States had escaped the eyes of Song Zikun and Yufan, quietly