"The person we are going to see today has a grudge against you. It would be bad if he recognized you."
"Then you don't have to go." Song Zixuan sat on the chair reluctantly. He touched his face. Zhong Zhenzhen didn't know what he put on his face. It was so itchy.
"No," Zhong Zhenzhen retorted, "You want to go on your own, and I didn't let you go."
Song Zixuan scratched his face again, "What did you put on my face? It's so itchy."
"It's nothing." Zhong Zhenzhen looked closer and saw a lot of red rashes on Song Zixuan's face.
ah?
Zhong Zhenzhen covered her mouth. Could it be that Song Zixuan was allergic to the foundation she just applied on his face?
Zhong Zhenzhen asked him to look in the mirror very embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Song Zixuan looked at himself in the mirror and really couldn't laugh or cry. Just a moment later, his handsome face looked like he had been stung by a bee.
He clenched his fists and shouted Zhong Zhenzhen's name through gritted teeth, "Zhong Zhenzhen, can you afford to face such a face?"
Zhong Zhenzhen was stunned. His tone sounded like that of Song Zixuan in the past.
"What?" Zhong Zhenzhen wanted to confirm again.
"I said, can you afford to pay for it?" Song Zixuan turned his head and looked at her with stern reproach in his eyes, making Zhong Zhenzhen lower his head in shame.
After a long while, Zhong Zhenzhen suddenly remembered that Song Zixuan had lost his memory now, and he would not be as cruel to her as before, so he boldly said: "I just accompany you to the hospital, no matter how cruel it is."
"Okay" Song Zixuan compromised. He had no choice but to make him have infinite tolerance for Zhong Zhenzhen.
"Let's go" Zhong Xiaozhe shouted while jumping
Zhong Zhenzhen called him from behind, "Be careful, don't fall."
Song Zixuan walked behind in obscurity. He originally wanted to sit in the passenger seat, but Zhong Zhenzhen pushed him and said, "You go sit in the back seat. This seat is reserved for Zhong Xiaozhe."
She actually didn't want to see Song Zixuan's bun face as soon as she turned her head, it was too horrible to look at.
Along the way, Zhong Xiaozhe was talking and laughing, "Mom, can you give me some of your godfather's chicken soup later?" Zhong Xiaozhe licked his tongue, "I still want to drink it."
Song Zixuan kept touching his face. He was so itchy that he urged Zhong Zhenzhen, "Stop talking to Zhong Xiaozhe and drive quickly. I'm going to be itchy to death."
Zhong Zhenzhen laughed, "It's okay, it won't kill anyone if it itch for a while."