Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4878 Let's Have a Baby (8)

"Zhou Hongming, even if you shoot yourself now, it has nothing to do with me, but don't blame me, I, Xiao Zi, don't want to have anything to do with you." Xiao Zi stopped and looked at him coldly.

I don't know if it was her words that chilled Zhou Hongming's heart, he gritted his teeth: "You won't shed a single tear even if I die in front of you now, will you?"

"You're not a child anymore, don't die, let alone you, Zhou Hongming, don't know how to do it." Xiao Zi kept prodding him.

"Heh, heh, you still really like to provoke me. Are you not afraid that I will shoot you and die with you? You should know that if I, Zhou Hongming, can't get it, others can't get it. You, Xiao Zi, have been stepping on my bottom line."

"It's up to you." Xiao Ziyun said calmly, "You can do whatever you like. If you want to shoot, you can shoot at any time."

Zhou Hongming clenched his fists, his eyes were scarlet.

Xiao Zi walked forward.

The wind was cold early in the morning, but her heart was beating fast.

She is walking down this long street.

She knew that Zhou Hongming would never let her go, never possible, unless he died before her.

The cold wind blew the broken hair around her ears, her nose was sore, and she looked at the clouds in the distance.

She misses London so much.

She didn't have any wishes, she just wanted to see that city again in her life.

Zhou Hongming was angry, but he just followed her, he didn't know how to coax her.

I remember Xiao Zi was very obedient when I was in Happy Island, especially in the next few months, she was almost obedient to him.

Now that I think about it, it was simply her play.

But... that actually became the time he missed the most.

On the road, a child with a face flushed with cold was selling flowers, and in his hands were bunches of small flowers whose names he didn't know.

"Auntie, do you want to buy flowers?" The child grabbed Xiao Zi's clothes, with longing and pitiful eyes.

Xiao Zi has a kind heart and hates the elderly and children suffering the most.

But she has no money.

Just when she was about to shake her head, Zhou Hongming caught up from behind, and he took out money to the child: "How much is enough?"

"Thank you uncle, I'll give you all." The child happily gave all the flowers in his hand to Zhou Hongming, and he also went to his sister who sold balloons to get a balloon for Xiao Zi, with a pure smile on his dirty face.

Zhou Hongming changed hands and gave the flowers to Xiao Zi: "Take it, as long as you like it."

Xiao Zi looked down at the clusters of purple flowers, gently touching the petals with her fingers.

Here, too, she was nothing but a poor wretch.

"Since you can't afford to pay off your debts, buy less useless things in the future." Xiao Zi looked up at Zhou Hongming.

"How do you like it?"

"Ah."

"You still don't remember when I was a teenager, I also gave you flowers, fine roses." Zhou Hongming put his hands in his pockets and looked at her, "It's a big bunch, the color is very authentic, but you didn't want."

"I didn't like flowers before."

"You don't like the flowers I sent you?"

Xiao Zi didn't say a word.

Zhou Hongming took out a cigarette and lit it.

After taking a sip, his cloudy eyes could not hide the sadness.

She never liked him after all.

"Xiao Zi, what's so good about being surnamed Meng? Huh? He's just..."

"Enough." Xiao Zi interrupted him coldly, "You are not a good guy, and neither is he. I don't want to hear his name from your mouth!"

"Heh." Zhou Hongming took a puff of cigarette, his expression was loose and his posture was lazy.

Yes, none of them are good things.

(End of this chapter)