Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 207 Hongdou, are you awake?

"Hu, hu, hu..."

Zhao Hao was holding Damai under the awning, panting a little. He didn't expect that kissing would be so tiring.

It's all because Damai was too difficult to conquer, and he almost made a mistake.

Fortunately, she had accumulated a lot of experience over the years, and was able to successfully break through her defenses and make significant progress.

Damai, who was lying in his arms, had her lips slightly opened, and the sides of her cheeks were as red as tomatoes. She didn't expect that she would be kissed forcefully by Zhao Hao for two and ten minutes.

Even though she gritted her teeth during this period, in the end it collapsed like a river bursting its banks, allowing the bad guy Zhao Hao to succeed.

"Da Mai, you smell so good!" Zhao Hao lowered his head and looked at the girl in his arms who was in a daze and lacked oxygen.

"How about you let go of me first~" Damai raised his head and looked at him, his eyes full of shyness and grievance.

Seeing her pitiful look, Zhao Hao couldn't bear to refuse, so he gently let go of her, and the two of them opened a distance of thirty centimeters.

Damai looked at the man standing opposite him with some embarrassment. He hesitated for a moment, leaned over and picked up the notebook on the table, turned around and walked downstairs.

Seeing her leaving, Zhao Hao was sensible and didn't go after her.Things have already progressed to this point, and she also understands her good feelings, so pursuing her would be a bit too much.

Zhao Hao reached out and touched his lips, which felt a little numb. It must have been because they kissed for too long and their mouths were having trouble.

He picked up his book and walked downstairs. When he passed by Damai's room, he found that the latter had closed the door tightly, giving no one a chance to enter.

When passing by Xu Hongdou's room, the latter's door was ajar and it seemed that he was in the room. However, he didn't have the nerve to knock on the door and disturb him, but walked straight back to his room.

After putting the book back on the table, Zhao Hao came to the bathroom and looked at his face, except that it was a little red. There was nothing unusual about it.

After he washed his face and felt that everything was no different from usual, he turned and walked out of the room, preparing to go downstairs for a cup of tea.

As soon as they walked out of the room, Xu Hongdou, who was next door, opened the door at the same moment, with a strong sense of understanding.

When she saw Zhao Hao, Xu Hongdou's face was a little surprised, but she quickly returned to normal. As if she hadn't seen him, she closed the door and walked downstairs.

The two people walked downstairs one after another. Zhao Hao sat in the courtyard drinking tea, while Xu Hongdou sat meditating under a crabapple tree nearby.

She was wearing a gray sportswear and canvas shoes today. She looked very casual, but unfortunately she looked too good. Even though she was wearing ordinary clothes, she still had a different kind of beauty.

On the other side, under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Ma Qiu Shan sat upright and meditated under the tree. He was wearing white training clothes that really made him look like an expert.

Zhao Hao drank two cups of tea to quench his thirst. At this time, the warm sun was shining on his back, which was very comfortable and made him feel a little sleepy.

It would be great to hold Xu Hongdou and take a nap together at this time. Unfortunately, this girl seems to have a strong opinion of herself and is not willing to take care of herself at all.

Zhao Hao, who was a little depressed, stood up and prepared to go back to the room and lie down for a while. Anyway, the day was long and he didn't need to rush for this moment.

As soon as he stood up, Xie Xiaochun came to the hospital with his daughter. Both mother and daughter seemed very happy when they saw Zhao Hao.

The little gourd shyly hid behind Xie Xiaochun, but his big eyes were looking at Zhao Hao. His cute look was funny and made people happy.

Seeing his daughter so shy, Xie Xiaochun bent down and looked at her and said:

"Didn't you just say you wanted to paint with Uncle Zhao Hao at home? Why are you still scared when you see your uncle now?"

She said, picking up her daughter and walking forward with a smile.

Zhao Hao also came over at this time, took the small gourd from her arms with a smile, then looked at her and said with a smile:

"Little gourd, you're going to come and paint with your uncle today, right?"

"Yeah~" Xiao Gourd nodded. "Okay, uncle will take you to paint!" Zhao Hao said and took the little gourd to the tea table in the courtyard. He took the crayons and paper from Xie Xiaochun's hands and started to draw crayons.

Xie Xiaochun, a mother, sat aside and drank tea silently. She was very tired taking care of her daughter. Now that she finally had someone to take care of her child, she was eager to take a rest.

Zhao Hao looked at the little gourd, then smiled and drew her cute appearance on the paper with a crayon.

"Who is this?" Zhao Hao smiled and pointed at the drawing paper, but his eyes were staring at the little gourd.

"It's a small gourd~"

"Awesome, how about we draw your mother now?" Zhao Hao said with a smile.

"Good~"

With a milky voice of agreement, Zhao Hao looked at Xie Xiaochun in front of him openly, and then started to draw Xie Xiaochun with his little hand holding the little gourd.

Compared with the abstract spiritual resemblance of the small gourd, Zhao Hao's painting this time is more pursuit of perfection, not only the spiritual resemblance but also the physical resemblance.

Xie Xiaochun held his chin with both hands and watched Zhao Hao painting with his daughter with a smile on his face, his thoughts flying to the sky.

"Does this look like your mother?"

"Like~"

"Show it to your mother!" Zhao Hao smiled and handed the drawing paper to Xiao Hulu and asked her to give it to Xie Xiaochun.

"Mom, look~" Xiao Hulu walked up to Xie Xiaochun and showed off.

"The little gourd is so well drawn, it looks very much like my mother!" Xie Xiaochun picked up his daughter, smiled and kissed her cheek.

Zhao Hao put down the crayons and poured himself a cup of tea. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to take a good rest. When Grog raised his head, he saw Damai upstairs looking at him.

Her smart eyes were a bit complicated, as if she had been looking at herself for a while.

"Da Mai, come down and play together!" Zhao Hao waved to her and smiled.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and returned to his room.

"She's still so socially afraid and doesn't like to deal with people!" Xie Xiaochun said helplessly as he looked at Damai leaving.

Zhao Hao smiled slightly: "Everyone has his own personality. Although Damai doesn't like to deal with people, he is a very good person."

"Well, I agree with you, Damai is indeed kind at heart." Xie Xiaochun said while holding his daughter.

"The people in our Youfeng Courtyard are all very nice. The proprietress is also very nice and warm-hearted!" Zhao Hao said with a smile.

Xie Xiaochun rolled her eyes at him, then smiled slightly and continued to play with Zhao Hao while holding her daughter.

When it was approaching five o'clock in the afternoon, she realized that Zhao Hao couldn't cook by himself, so she smiled and asked him to take her daughter, and she went to the kitchen to help him make dinner.

"Sister Xiaochun, you still understand me!" Zhao Hao walked her into the kitchen with her little gourd in his arms, chatting with her and watching her cook.

"You can take the little gourd outside to play. I'll make you a bowl of noodles soon." Xie Xiaochun turned to Zhao Hao and said softly.

After listening to her words, Zhao Hao walked out of the kitchen with the little gourd in his arms. He wanted to play in the courtyard, but found that Xu Hongdou opened his eyes at some point and was looking at him.

"Hongdou, are you awake?" Zhao Hao smiled enthusiastically.

Xu Hongdou, who was sitting under the tree, glared at him, seeming to blame Zhao Hao for making her unable to meditate because of the noise just now.

(End of this chapter)