He is very tall, and he is the kind of boy who can be seen at a glance when standing in a crowd. Moreover, he is also strong, and he is completely two different types of boys from Zong Zhengchen.
She had never had the thought to take a good look at Zong Zhenglie before, but today she didn't know what she had done. Why did she suddenly feel that Zong Zhenglie was actually very handsome?
Suddenly she seemed to come back to her senses and quickly interrupted her thoughts.
Damn it, you actually think Zong Zhenglie is such a troublesome handsome guy?
"What are you thinking about?" Zong Zhenglie came over with the food, and habitually stretched out his hand to scratch her nose, and then looked at her angrily glaring at him. "The more you glare at me, the more I like it!"
"You are so mentally ill!"
"Then you are a mentally ill woman!"
"You are the one!" Sheng Xin shot him a sharp look, which made Zong Zheng laugh even more happily.
Listening to his proud laughter, Sheng Xin wanted to grab the bun in front of him and stuff it into his mouth several times.
"By the way, I just saw you lost in thought. Who are you thinking of?" Zong Zhenglie picked up the spoon and took a sip of porridge, "Well, you are not thinking of me, are you?"
Being hit by the words, Sheng Xin lowered his head and scolded with some guilt, "Shut up! Eat your food honestly!"
"Are you really thinking about me?" Zong Zhenglie's handsome face suddenly rose.
Sheng Xin rolled his eyes and said, "Don't talk while eating."
Zong Zhenglie touched his nose angrily, curled his lips, and continued to drink porridge with his head down.
Suddenly, the cell phone on the table rang. Sheng Xin got up and saw that it was Sheng Tianxiang. However, it only rang once. He probably returned to China, but he was at Sheng's house now, so it was inconvenient to call him.
, just shake it and tell it.
A sad feeling suddenly came over me.
She curled her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.
When a father calls his daughter, he has to do it secretly.
"Who?" Zong Zheng, who didn't know why, raised his eyebrows warily.
He now wanted to put an end to all contact between Sheng Xin and Zong Zhengchen.
Completely uproot him from Sheng Xin's heart.
"My dad!" Sheng Xin glared at him, "Can you stop acting like you're spying on me?"
"Should I be more careful about my woman? She's not married yet. If you run away with her, won't I have to suffocate her to death for the rest of my life?"
"puff--"
Sheng Xin spit out a mouthful of hot porridge, causing many people around to look at her.
Zong Zhenglie's brow twitched, and he took a piece of tissue and handed it over, "Can you please be polite in public?"
"Zong Zhenglie!" How dare he say that about himself? If he hadn't just said...
At this time, Zong Zhenglie seemed to have also reacted to the words he had just slipped out, and his thin lips curled up, "Sheng Xin, what thoughts are in your head this morning?"
"Zong Zhenglie! If you say another word, I will throw all the porridge in your mouth!" She had already been humiliated, but he was still gloating over her misfortune!
Damn it, I think a guy like him is handsome!
...
Just after breakfast, Sheng Tianxiang called again.
Sheng Xin quickly picked up, "Hey, Dad."
"Where are you now? I'll go look for you." Sheng Tianxiang's voice was hoarse, as if he was ill.
"Dad, your voice..."
"It doesn't matter, I caught a bit of wind and cold when I came back. It's normal for people to get old." Sheng Tianxiang coughed, "I have made an appointment with Zong Zheng Houde. I will pick you up first, and then we will talk about this issue after we meet.