Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 118 Young man
"Oh my God!" After opening the gift box, Song Qian covered her mouth and looked at the gift in front of her in disbelief, then turned her head and looked at Zhao Hao with excitement.

"Do you like it?" Zhao Hao hugged her and asked with a smile.

"Yes, I like it!" Song Qian looked at him and nodded, leaving a kiss on his face with a happy look on her face.

Sending flowers and gifts is too outdated, and these gifts are nothing to the little rich girl Song Qian.

Zhao Hao was creative this time and personally gave her a meticulous painting. The character in the painting was modeled after the 20-year-old Song Qian.

In the painting, she is wearing a long dress, her beautiful eyes are as gentle as a pool of spring water, and she is holding a bouquet of bright flowers in her hands. Her whole person is full of fairy spirit and has a special charm.

"I was pretty good-looking when I was young." Song Qian caressed her portrait and said with some emotion.

"You are very beautiful now." Zhao Hao pinched her chin and praised.

Song Qian blushed with embarrassment, put down the framed painting in her hands, hugged Zhao Hao with both hands, and said emotionally:
"Whatever you want me to reward you with today, no matter what you do."

The power of these words was simply too great, causing countless thoughts to echo in Zhao Hao's heart, but he still suppressed the excitement in his heart, held her pretty face in his hands, and said softly:

"Now that you are by my side, what should I be dissatisfied about?"

Song Qian's eyes were blazing, and she hugged Zhao Hao tightly, leaving countless dense lipsticks on his face.

The two hugged each other for a long time before letting go. Song Qian stood up and poured honey water for her thirsty boyfriend, while Zhao Hao leaned on the sofa and reminisced about Song Qian's kiss just now.

After her excitement calmed down, Song Qian looked at Zhao Hao, who had a red face, and used a tissue to wipe away the traces on his face with some embarrassment.

"Don't wipe it off, it's good to leave it on." Zhao Hao hugged her slender waist and said.

"I'm in your arms and can cover you up again at any time." Song Qian smiled and continued to wipe him.

After throwing the tissue into the trash can, Song Qian picked up the painting that Zhao Hao gave her again, wondering where to hang it.

"You should leave a small mark on the painting, so it will be more meaningful to both of us." Song Qian commented, feeling that there was something wrong with it.

Zhao Hao pointed to the rising sun behind the portrait and said with a smile: What does the word "sun plus sky" mean? Isn't my reminder obvious enough? "

Well~ don’t say it yet, really don’t say it.After being reminded like this, Song Qian finally understood the meaning of Zhao Hao's drawing of a rising sun.

"Your hint is so obscure that most people really can't take it out. After all, many paintings have the sun and sky on them." Song Qian said with a smile.

"But they don't know that you like to turn to the left when holding flowers, and they don't know that you have a small mole under your right collarbone." Zhao Hao said in great detail.

"Bad guy, you have mastered all my secrets." Song Qian kissed him on the cheek again with a smile on her lips.

In the end, she chose to put the painting next to the cabinet in her room so that she could see it when she opened her eyes, so that she could immediately think of the man who gave her the painting.

"If Yingzi or a friend sees it, I will tell her that it was given by the mother of a tutoring student. Can this excuse be used to excuse them?"

"Well, that's a good reason. Next time I'll draw you a picture of the heroine in Titanic. I'll see how you deal with it then."

"Ah, you big bad guy, you still want to bully me like this?" Song Qian blushed and threw herself into Zhao Hao's arms, fighting bravely with the bad guy.

Unknowingly, it was approaching four o'clock in the afternoon. Zhao Hao was sitting in the living room of Song Qian's house and drank a glass of cold water. After Song Qian came out of the bedroom tremblingly, he stood up to say goodbye and prepared to leave. "Bad guy, you've used up all my chocolate." Song Qian was neatly dressed, except that her face was a little red and there was no other difference.

"It's not my fault. Who told you not to believe in my painting skills? How about the peonies I painted today, and how about the azaleas I painted today?" Zhao Hao said proudly.

"I hate it, I still smell like chocolate." Song Qian walked up to him and said coquettishly.

Zhao Hao gently leaned over and sniffed beside her. In addition to the fragrance of shampoo, there was indeed a faint smell of chocolate.

"Next time I'll bring some strawberry jam, and some blueberry jam, or mulberry jam. Or I'll buy one of all the colorful jams, see if you like it!" Zhao Hao said with a smile.

"It's so bad~" Song Qian lay in his arms a little embarrassed, not daring to raise her head to look at him.

Before leaving, Song Qian shyly said to Zhao Hao:

"You don't need to buy jam. I will buy it when I go to the supermarket."

Before Zhao Hao could speak, she couldn't laugh or cry:
"I really fell under your spell, and now I have turned into someone I don't recognize at all."

"It's good to be mini for a lifetime." Zhao Hao said with a smile.

The two stood aside and chatted for a few more words, and then he left when he felt that the time was almost up.

When he walked to the entrance of the underground parking lot, he saw the students who came to Song Qian for tutoring.

Before he could react, Qiao Weidong drove and stopped in front of him with Xiao Meng.

"Xiao Zhao, you are so laid-back." Qiao Weidong joked with a smile while sitting in the car.

Xiao Meng's expression in the passenger seat was obviously wrong. After she glanced at Zhao Hao awkwardly, she pretended to be calm, lowering her head and holding her phone to pretend to work.

Zhao Hao's eyes did not stay on Xiao Meng, but looked at Qiao Weidong and said:
"I just finished my work, so I took a walk in the community to take a rest."

The two of them laughed and chatted, Xiaomeng still pretended to be very busy, and did not interrupt the conversation until a car came behind him.

After returning home, Zhao Hao washed his face, walked to the record player and played his favorite musical, poured himself a glass of orange juice, and sat on the sofa listening to music to relax.

Different from what Qiao Weidong said was leisurely, Zhao Hao was really exhausted today, but he was too busy to tell him.

During the break, after he learned that his girlfriend Li Meng had no extra work today, he took advantage of the opportunity and asked her to go to a restaurant to have dinner and watch a drama.

Li Meng hadn't seen her boyfriend whom she missed day and night for two days. This time she didn't refuse Zhao Hao's proposal.He even took the initiative to book two theater tickets.

Listening to music and chatting with the beauties, Zhao Hao felt that it would be great if he really stayed here. His life was colorful and there was no intrigue in the workplace.

However, although the days in the future may not be brighter than now, he needs to clarify what he wants, and he also needs to give up some things that seem good at the moment.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the situation he was facing now that he dared to act so recklessly.

"Young man, remember to be more chic!" Zhao Hao stretched his body and roared to the sky.

(End of this chapter)