Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou

Chapter 19 Pull over and be my only woman

Song Yanchu looked down at the high heels on her feet, took them after a moment of hesitation, and sat in the driver's seat to change them.

Zhou Hao walked around the front of the car, sat in the driver's seat and put on his seat belt in an orderly manner.

Song Yanchu changed her shoes, the size was just right, and she was adjusting the backrest of the driver's seat and fastening the seat belt.For some reason, she suddenly said, "Whose shoes are these?"

A man with women's shoes in the trunk.

Song Yanchu was a little curious, whether there would be women's clothes in it, or something.

Zhou Hao glanced at her, "My woman's."

Song Yanchu's heart skipped a beat, like when she was baking glutinous rice cakes at her grandmother's house when she was a child, sparks suddenly exploded and landed on the back of her hand, burning it suddenly.Unknowingly, the woman's beautiful brows were slightly frowned again, and her red lips were pursed.

The man in the passenger seat secretly stared at the changes on the woman's face through the mirror, and there was a trace of expectation in his heart, and Song Yanchu poured cold water on him before he could grow up.

I saw the woman's red lips slightly upturned, and said in a brisk voice: "Oh, how many women do you have?"

She said this very easily, and her eyes were shining brightly, with only simple curiosity.

Zhou Hao pursed his lips, his eyes turned cold again.

Song Yanchu turned the key, and the car started smoothly.Thinking of her current relationship with Zhou Hao, she silently added a sentence, her voice was calm and reconciled, "I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious, sorry."

"How many women do you think I should have?"

"..." This question stopped Song Yanchu.

According to Zhou Hao's worth and his own conditions, there are probably many women who are willing to come to him. How many should there be?It's better to say how big his heart is and how many he wants.

Song Yanchu carefully looked at the road ahead, and drove the car into the traffic flow, so it was difficult to be distracted and think carefully about this issue.The woman shook her head, "I don't know."

Zhou Hao turned his head to look at her. She was sitting upright, staring straight ahead, with long and slender eyelashes. She was wearing a white translucent silk shirt with a vest of the same color underneath.

The scorching sun came in, her skin was white and tender, and her jade neck was like snow. Because of the strong light, her figure could be seen at a glance.

A dark look flashed across the man's eyes, and he was about to speak when his cell phone rang. It was Secretary Zhang's call.

After staring at the phone for two seconds, Zhou Hao turned his gaze out of the window, bit the tip of his tongue secretly, and said calmly, "What's the matter."

The business call was very brief, and within 2 minutes, Zhou Hao hung up the phone.

He turned his gaze from the street view outside the window to the woman who was driving seriously on the left. He looked at the dark eyes for a while, and his Adam's apple was itchy. He didn't know if it was a sign of a cold.He wanted to continue the topic just now and say the impulsive words.

But looking at the calm woman, he couldn't speak again.

He sat cleanly in front of Song Yanchu, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, solemn and majestic.

But Song Yanchu didn't expect that Zhou Hao's heart was dirty, filled with the bad nature of all men in the world.

Song Yanchu, pull over and be my only woman.

Something was boiling in Zhou Hao's heart. Suddenly, Song Yanchu, who was looking ahead, turned his head suddenly. A pair of serious and clear eyes met his hidden gaze. Zhou Hao glanced away subconsciously, and his Adam's apple slipped again.

This time it's not an itching, but a slight scorching pain from pharynx and saliva from a cold.

Song Yanchu said briskly, "How long are you going to be busy at night?"

After waiting for three seconds, Song Yanchu didn't hear a response, and moved the corners of her lips in embarrassment, "I shouldn't ask."

It's just that as soon as the words fell, Zhou Hao returned, his voice was cold and unhappy, "It will be very late, and there are a lot of things to deal with."

(End of this chapter)