"Sheng Xin, I have to work hard. When the time comes, you will be pregnant with my child, and you won't be able to marry me even if you don't want to!"
Sheng Xin blushed furiously and glared at her, "If you don't behave any more seriously, I won't even let you in!"
"Okay, I take it back!" Anyway, just do this kind of thing silently.
The car stopped at the bottom of the community, and Zong Zhenglie moved items one by one up to the seventh floor.
Sheng Xin didn't help him carry it at all, he just carried the food and went up.
Who asked him to buy so many things?
After changing her clothes and washing her hands, Zong Zhenglie was still moving up and down. She shook her head helplessly and walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
For some reason, when her hand touched the spatula, she suddenly remembered Zong Zhenglie's words.
I...does this really acquiesce to Zong Zhenglie's existence?
"What are you thinking about?" Zong Zhenglie didn't know when he came behind him, stretching out his hand and waving it in front of his eyes.
Sheng Xin came back to her senses, pursed her lips, and wiped the pan with a rag a few times, "I was wondering when I would be able to get rid of you in my life."
"Don't even think about it!" Zong Zhenglie hugged her waist from behind and deliberately blew a breath into her ear, causing Sheng Xin to scold her.
"Zong Zhenglie! Are you childish?"
"I'm a man, how can I get along with childishness? What I call childish innocence!"
"Then, would you like to ask Mr. Zong Zhenglie, who is still a child at heart, if you want to have dinner?"
"...I'm going out now!"
Seeing him hurriedly walking out for fear that he would really stop doing it, Sheng Xin laughed unconsciously.
She suddenly discovered that Zong Zhenglie always had the ability to make herself laugh instantly.
Shaking her head helplessly, she quickly started making dinner.
........
After eating, Zong Zhenglie started rummaging through the things he bought in the supermarket.
Sometimes this is placed there, and sometimes this is placed here.
Sheng Xin sat on the sofa with the juice he bought and watched him busy, rolling his eyes secretly.
"Hey, Sheng Xin, look what else did I buy?" Zong Zhenglie suddenly took out a paper bag and walked to Sheng Xin mysteriously, with... wretchedness written all over his handsome face.
"What?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at the paper bag carefully, "sexy?"
"Uh-huh!" Zong Zhenglie nodded, tore open the paper bag excitedly, and took out a black sexy underwear. "Look, look, I bought this specially for you! You are usually too
So tough, this is definitely suitable for you!”
"..." Sheng Xin said nothing, and kept looking at Zong Zhenglie, his anger slowly brewing.
Zong Zhenglie felt a chill running down his spine at the sight, and he took a step back, "Why are you looking like that..."
"Zong Zhenglie!" He stood up from the sofa with a loud voice and slapped the juice on the table. "If you dare to bring something like this over again, I will throw it out with you!"
You actually want her to wear sexy lingerie?
Is he looking for death, or is he looking for death, or is he looking for death?!
Her roar made his ears buzz. Zong Zhenglie rubbed his ears and shrank his neck, muttering in a low voice, "If you don't want to wear it, don't wear it... Who has the louder voice...
..."
"Zong Zhenglie! What did you say?" Sheng Xin shot a cold arrow, and Zong Zhenglie's face suddenly burst into laughter, and his narrow eyes almost closed.