Then she pursed her lips and looked through the phone book carefully. When she finally found the nickname "wife", she couldn't laugh anymore.
Once upon a time, this nickname was her Ziyang's patent.
Today, this nickname is no longer her number.
When Zi Yang saw this nickname, her heart felt as if she had been stung hard, and she felt overwhelming humiliation and severe pain.
Dong Zhuo let her go and stared into her eyes with lowered eyebrows, not wanting to miss any of her expressions.
His eyes gradually turned dark red.
No words could make him give up chewing the lost lips. Ziyang stiffened and turned her head with all her strength, but the next second, the man's lips accurately and quickly blocked her familiar and hot breath,
Coming at you.
It took a long time for Dong Zhuo to let go of her lips, his cold voice revealing a pleasant smile.
"I still feel like I'm getting thinner, more energetic, and more likeable."
Ziyang was annoyed and wanted to slap him again, but unfortunately he had expected it, and he caught her tightly as soon as she stretched out her hand.
All her skills were taught by him, how could she get any benefits under his nose?
Dong Zhuo let go of her hand, leaned over and fastened her seat belt as if nothing had happened, then patted her head lovingly: "Sit down, I will take you to dinner."
"Brother Zhuo, do you really want me to be the third son? It's a pity that I will lose my appetite when I see you."
Dong Zhuo sneered and said slowly, word by word:
"I do, and... my appetite is greatly increased."
He put down the handbrake, stepped on the clutch, and accelerator, all in one movement.
Zi Yang pursed her lips, knowing that she couldn't escape today.
However, she really didn't want to look good on the man sitting next to him. After thinking about it, she sneered and scolded: "You are a scumbag!"
The fighter among scum!
"The scumbag is also the man you love most."
"Which woman hasn't loved a few scumbags when she was young, but haven't you heard that time is a gentle butcher's knife that can smooth everything out? Brother Zhuo, it's been three years, you don't think I'm still here
Love you, right? I have forgotten you, congratulate me."
Dong Zhuo squinted his eyes, and his eyes gradually became darker. She looked forward, ignoring the growing sullenness in his eyes.
For some people, your smile, happiness and anger may be more sensitive to you than their own nerve cells.
Due to the long-term relationship, day after day, year after year, even if you have a dog, you can understand his eyes.
Ziyang gritted her teeth. The car was so quiet that her whole body was stiff.
Just as she was thinking about how to relieve the oppressive atmosphere, Dong Zhuo's cell phone ringtone came to her rescue.
Dong Zhuo paused for a long time and finally answered the call.
It's a small sound, a bit loud, and the background is noisier.
"Brother Zhuo, the brothers have booked a private room at the cash register. I insist on calling you to sing. There is a beautiful woman here who wants to compete with you on her high notes..."
After a small smile for a long time but no response, he cleared his throat with a hint of teasing.
"Hey, what are you doing, Brother Zhuo? You're not disturbing your brother's good deeds, are you?"
Dong Zhuo glanced at Yangyang, his expression changed, and he said slowly into the phone: "I am planning to take Yangyang out for dinner."
"Hey, Yangyang is back? That's just in time. Let her come with you. My brothers miss her too. I'll take care of her."
"Prepare a mango-flavored milkshake and a bag of pistachios. We'll be there soon."
Ziyang listened and could hear the content of the call. She lowered her head and played with her fingernails, her face calm.