Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 24 Do you want to try

The next morning.

Zhao Hao appeared in the community garden in high spirits. He stood there and Qiao Yingzi came over before waiting for a while.

Her sleep quality was very poor, and she was depressed. The two dark circles under her eyes made her look a little distressed.

The two stood at the entrance of the garden, stretching and chatting. Zhao Hao still insisted on going to Song Qian today to persuade her to reduce Yingzi's burden.

Qiao Yingzi, who was involved in the matter, had no hope in this matter and comforted Zhao Hao by saying:
"Actually, it doesn't matter. The classmates around me are all enduring like this. I also know that my mother is doing it for my own good. It has not been easy for her to take care of me alone these years."

The more she is so sensible and considers her mother, the more it shows that her mental health needs attention. People who occasionally quarrel with their mother and dare to be rebellious are less likely to have psychological problems.

A girl like her who is boring and used to hiding her thoughts in her heart is often a big deal when something goes wrong.

Zhao Hao felt distressed and stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, which was so tender that water could ooze out of it, and said softly:

"Your mother and I have a very good relationship. I believe she will seriously consider my suggestions. Just let me give it a try. If it succeeds, won't you feel more relaxed?"

"Thank you~"

Qiao Yingzi took the initiative to open her arms and gave Zhao Hao a warm hug.

The unique fragrance of the girl came from the tip of his nose. Zhao Hao couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently hugged Qiao Yingzi's slender waist.

The smell of a mature woman has a strong stimulating effect, which spreads from the tip of the nose to the heart and then creates a linkage reaction all the way down;
The scent exuding from a girl like Yingzi is like a person sitting in the clouds, occasionally smelling the fragrance carried up by the spring breeze. Although the smell is not as strong and exciting as that of a mature woman, it is better than the long and moist, making people happy both physically and mentally. .

Five seconds later, Zhao Hao gently let go of Qiao Yingzi, smiled and joked to her: "You smell quite good, you look like cotton candy."

A blush spread on Qiao Yingzi's fair cheeks. She looked at Zhao Hao with a smile and annoyance, raised her head deliberately and said:

"I don't want to be a marshmallow, I want to be a Sailor Moon."

"Qiao Xiaohanhan~" Zhao Hao covered his mouth and laughed.

"Humph, you are Zhao Hanhan." Qiao Yingzi stretched out her hand and gently twisted Zhao Hao's arm. After twisting, she ran forward in a hurry.

Zhao Hao stretched out his hand and rubbed his painful arm, looking at Qiao Yingzi who was standing not far away with a wry smile, his whole body surrounded by the warm light of the morning sun.

Zhao Hao had never understood the word "Leng Baipi" before, but now he understood. Qiao Yingzi was Leng Baipi. Her whole body was still shining white when surrounded by the morning light, and even the hairs on her arms were particularly obvious.

"I'm coming after you!" Zhao Hao shouted to Qiao Yingzi, then trotted to catch up with her, and the two began their morning run side by side.

While walking slowly for the last two laps to catch their breath, Zhao Hao and Qiao Yingzi were still joking and joking. Their relationship was getting closer and closer, and she rarely mentioned Tao Zi again.

"Go home, take a shower and have a full breakfast. When you come home in the evening, your mother may cancel your evening study plan." Zhao Hao said with a smile.

Qiao Yingzi just shook her head with a wry smile, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her little hand, and vaccinated Zhao Hao in advance:

"My mother is really stubborn, and she planned me to take the Qingbei exam a long time ago. No one can persuade her, and no one can make her change her mind."

This time Zhao Hao did not talk nonsense anymore, but stopped and looked at Yingzi seriously:

"No matter how difficult it is, I still want to give it a try. I want to strive for a relatively reasonable learning model for my friends."

Qiao Yingzi saw Zhao Hao express his attitude like this and even call her a friend. She didn't know how to respond for a moment, so she had to smile at him to express her inner emotions.

After the morning run, Zhao Hao sent Qiao Yingzi downstairs and watched her enter the elevator before leaving.

After returning to his home, Zhao Hao took a shower, changed into clean clothes, shaved cleanly, and then got ready to fight for Qiao Yingzi's burden reduction. "Qianqian, is Yingzi gone? I want to eat the breakfast you made." Zhao Hao sent a message to Song Qian at [-]:[-].

It took about 10 minutes for Song Qian to reply: "Breakfast is gone. I'll fry you an egg and heat up two slices of bread."

"Okay, I'll be right over." Zhao Hao replied and walked out of the flower shop, holding a purple gift box in his hand and walking back to the community.

After successfully walking into Song Qian's house, Zhao Hao bent down to change out of his shoes and came to the kitchen holding the gift box in his hand.

"Qianqian turned around and saw what this was." Zhao Hao stood behind her and said with a smile.

After Song Qian heard the words and responded, she put the fried eggs on a plate, turned off the natural gas stove and range hood, and turned to look at the gift box in Zhao Hao's hand.

"What did you buy?" Song Qian asked curiously.

"You will know if you take it apart and see for yourself." Zhao Hao encouraged her with a smile.

Blushing slightly, she smiled at Zhao Hao, formally took off her apron, gently opened the bow with both hands, and opened the gift box gently.

Inside the gift box are nine fresh purple roses carefully selected by Zhao Hao.He originally wanted to buy red roses, but he felt that the flower language of purple roses was very suitable for his relationship with Song Qian, so he bought purple roses.

"Purple rose, this is my first time seeing it." Song Qian looked at the mysterious and beautiful purple rose in front of her in surprise.

"The language of flowers is a mysterious and dreamy love, which is very suitable for the two of us now." Zhao Hao looked at her and smiled.

Song Qian glanced at Zhao Hao charmingly, carefully took out the purple rose from the gift box with both hands, lowered her head and gently smelled the purple rose.

"You have breakfast first, I'll find a vase to put these roses in." Song Qian said with a charming smile.

"Put it in your room so that when you see the rose, you will remember the person who gave it to you." Zhao Hao suggested with a smile on his face.

Song Qian, who looked shy, did not speak, but turned around and carried the purple rose to the living room, found a vase with beautiful lines and beautiful lines, and put the rose in the vase.

She really followed Zhao Hao's suggestion and put the rose in her room.

Zhao Hao, who was sitting at the dining table having breakfast, saw this scene and couldn't help but think that it would be great if she also listened to her on Yingzi's education.

Song Qian stayed in her room for a while, and she walked out of the room after Zhao Hao had finished breakfast.

"Is it time to spend some time with me today?" Zhao Hao walked forward with a smile and put his arms around Song Qian's slim waist.

"I made an appointment with Tong Wenjie for maintenance in the afternoon. I can only chat with you at home in the morning." Song Qian said with a slight blush.

"She just did some maintenance last night, so why is she still thinking about doing maintenance?" Zhao Hao complained with a dark face.

"Did you hear something bad again last night?" Song Qian reached out and caressed Zhao Hao's cheek and asked.

"No, Tong Wenjie's husband definitely belongs to the type who is addicted to food, and he looks quite fat. He actually likes to get in from the back of the car. It's really hard to understand." Zhao Hao said with resentment.

"How do you know... what he likes?" Song Qian frowned.

"I can identify the location by listening to the voice. Do you want to try it?" Zhao Hao looked at her with a wicked smile and said.

"Fuck you, there's no formality!" Song Qian blushed and snarled softly. She pushed Zhao Hao's shoulders with both hands and turned around to walk towards the living room.

"Here comes your little rascal~" Zhao Hao stepped forward and hugged her from behind, holding her in circles in the living room.

(End of this chapter)