A small farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 121 121 Lighter

Sometimes, he also envies Lin Song, who is always so romantic and happy when he walks alone among the flowers.

But sometimes, he felt that Lin Song was quite pitiful.

He has seen countless women for so many years, but no woman has ever treated him sincerely, or he has never dared to let any woman truly give him sincerity, because he was afraid that his feelings would be hindered.

Those women only looked at the money in his pocket, and what he was most willing to give was the money in his pocket.

As the saying goes, when Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, he was half-baked. After a long time, everyone got used to it.

Lin Song waved his hand indifferently to Zhang Zihao's urging him to go upstairs to see Zhou Suoran.

"Oh, let him wait first!" He was late anyway, and it would be fine to be late for a few more minutes.

Lin Song leaned lazily and gracefully against the car, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, searched all his pockets but couldn't find a lighter, so he waved to Zhang Zihao.

He motioned the boy to lend him the lighter in his pocket.

But the other party ignored him, pretended not to see his gestures, and even turned around and walked forward.

Lin Song was so angry that he jumped behind him.

"Oh, Zhang Zihao, it's pointless to do this. Hurry up and give me your lighter, I have to smoke."

After finishing with that beauty just now, thinking that Zhou Suoran had something to do with him, he didn't even have time to smoke a cigarette, so he quickly jumped into the car and stepped on the accelerator.

Now I want to smoke an afterthought, but I can't find a lighter. Is there anything more depressing than this?

Yes, of course, there was a buddy who had a lighter in his pocket and didn't even light his cigarette, just pretended not to see him, turned around and left.

This is what makes it even more depressing.

It's a pity that Zhang Zihao strode forward as if he didn't hear what he said, and was about to enter the gate on the first floor. From the corner of Lin Song's eyes, he saw the milk tea on his driver's seat, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Hey, Zhang Zihao lend me your lighter, how about I give you half a bowl of milk tea?"

Zhang Zihao turned a deaf ear and stepped into the office building directly.

Lin Song angrily took down the cigarette in his mouth, threw it on the ground and stomped it a few times to vent his anger.

Then Lin Song touched his dicky hairstyle vigorously, and said to himself
"Yeah, Lin Xiaoxiao gave me this bowl of milk tea or I can keep it for myself."

At this time, a voice came from the office building, and Zhang Zihao, who had already entered the office building, came out like lightning.

"What? The milk tea that Lin Xiaoxiao gave you?"

Why didn't he know that Lin Xiaoxiao could also make milk tea?He had seen Lin Xiaoxiao just now, why didn't the other party give him milk tea?

Zhang Zihao strode towards Lin Song's car, thinking about one thing repeatedly in his heart.

"It doesn't make sense. Lin Xiaoxiao made milk tea, why didn't he give it to him and the young master right away? Instead, give it to Lin Song? Where did that Lin Xiaoxiao who used to hang around the young master go?" In Lin Xiaoxiao In Xiaoxiao's heart, is the young master the number one?
Why during this time, Lin Xiaoxiao has changed more than just a little bit.

Zhang Zihao felt more and more that the Lin Xiaoxiao they saw now was a fake, not at all like the previous Lin Xiaoxiao.

But she completely ignored the former Lin Xiaoxiao, who didn't know how to make milk tea at all.

His focus has always been on Lin Xiaoxiao making milk tea, why not give it to him and the young master, but to Lin Song directly, Zhang Zihao's doubts deepened.

As soon as Lin Song raised his head, he saw Zhang Zihao, who had been going back and forth, coming back again, and he was heading straight in his direction.

Immediately he was overjoyed, and quickly took out another cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and murmured indistinctly.

"I know you have a lighter in your hand, hurry up, light it up for me..."

In the end, Zhang Zihao didn't seem to have heard his words, he didn't even see Lin Song happily approaching him with a cigarette in his mouth, strode up to him, and passed him directly, passed him by .

Just ignoring him as a living person in such a gorgeous way, Zhang Zihao walked directly to his car, leaving Lin Song alone in a mess.

Looking at Zhang Zihao's back, Lin Song took off the cigarette from his mouth again and chased after him.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Didn't this guy come to give him a lighter?What are you doing in his car?
Zhang Zihao turned a deaf ear to Lin Song's words, and went directly to the car, looked up and down, left and right, inside and out, but he didn't see the milk tea that Lin Song sent.I could smell the milky scent.

"Didn't you say that there is milk tea that Lin Xiaoxiao gave you? Where is it?"

He had to take away the milk tea that Lin Xiaoxiao gave Lin Song and give it to the young master. Can the milk tea made by Lin Xiaoxiao be given to Lin Song?Of course it was for the young master to drink.

Lin Song, who was following behind, finally understood Zhang Zihao's state of entering no man's land, so he wanted to drink his milk tea.

"Oh, I said you boy wanted to drink my milk tea."

It is said that the milk tea made by Lin Xiaoxiao tastes really good, but he doesn't want to drink it for Zhang Zihao now, what should he do?
Who made this kid?Why don't you even lend him a lighter?

Zhang Zihao turned a deaf ear to Lin Song's embarrassment. He was like a puppy, sniffing around for the source of the milk tea fragrance with his nose pouted.

Anyway, Zhang Zihao at this moment has a stubborn obsession in his heart. The milk tea made by Lin Xiaoxiao belongs to her young master, and he has to find it and bring it to his young master.

When his young master doesn't want it, or doesn't drink it, it will be Lin Song's turn, or even his own turn.

I have to say, Zhang Zihao is really loyal enough!
I have to admit that the milk tea made by Lin Xiaoxiao is really pure and strong in aroma. After a while, Zhang Zihao found the bowl of milk tea in Lin Song's car partition.

Zhang Zi was overjoyed, and carefully stretched out his hand to lift the bowl. The milk was pure in color and exuded a sweet smell, and the sweet and fragrant taste of milk tea wafted in the air, which made people salivate.

Even Zhang Zihao, who had drunk a lot of good things, couldn't help taking a deep breath of the fragrance in the air, and praised him sincerely.

"Well, it's really well done!"

Thinking in her heart, if the young master doesn't drink it later, she will finish the bowl of milk tea by herself.

Lin Song, who was following behind, saw that the milk tea in his secret compartment had been exposed, and Zhang Zihao was holding it in his palm. He became anxious and yelled loudly.

"Hey, what are you doing? Is that my milk tea?"

It's fine if you don't give him the lighter, and you want to monopolize his milk tea. This won't work, the world has completely changed.

When did it become an overlord clause?
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zihao just glanced at him calmly, took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it over, flitting over with a few words

"Back when the three of us were abroad, didn't we agree to share the blessings and share the hardships? How can you drink a big bowl of milk tea by yourself? Here's the lighter for you. Come up after you finish smoking downstairs."

　Monthly pass, monthly pass! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)