Chapter 8 You’re so cute
At noon the next day!

Zhao Hao ate two large bowls of beef noodles outside the community and walked back to the community with a satisfied look on his face. He held his mobile phone in his hand and stood on the roadside from time to time to reply to Li Meng's messages.

As soon as he walked downstairs to his house, he saw Qiao Yingzi wearing a light-colored skirt and white shoes, walking towards him calmly, as if she was going on a date.

"Hello, Qiao Yingzi." Zhao Hao smiled and waved.

"Uh~Hello!" Qiao Yingzi didn't expect that the community was so small that she would definitely see Zhao Hao when she went out these days.

The two of them were not familiar with each other, not even an acquaintance. Qiao Yingzi was still a student and was not good at communication.

After watching the slender Qiao Yingzi leave, Zhao Hao thought that Song Qian was probably at home alone at this time. If he went over to do her job, he would definitely be able to convince her.

Compared to the girl's shyness and ignorance, Zhao Hao admired Song Qian's maturity and understanding more at her age.

Moreover, she has been single for ten years, and now she has a mature and stable temperament and a girl-like firm skin, like a juicy red cherry.

The thoughtful Zhao Hao smiled and turned around and headed straight downstairs to Song Qian's house.

As soon as he walked downstairs, he happened to see a little girl walking out of the access control. Zhao Hao passed the access control and took the elevator to Song Qian's floor.

Standing in front of the door, Zhao Hao took a deep breath to adjust his condition and reached out to ring the doorbell.

After ringing the doorbell only twice, he heard Song Qian's voice. The latter thought it was her daughter who rang the doorbell, so she opened the door and said:

"Aren't you going to go to the library to find Tao Zi? Did you forget to pick up something?"

With a soft "squeak" sound, the security door was opened, and Song Qian poked her head out of the room with a slightly frowning face.

When she saw that the person coming was Zhao Hao, she was stunned.The two people looked at each other, and countless words had been exchanged between their eyes.

Song Qian was inexplicably excited when she saw Zhao Hao, but when she thought of her daughter, she had to suppress her inner excitement and pretended to be cold and said:

"Didn't we agree last night that we would just be ordinary friends? What are you doing here to see me now? What if my daughter finds out?"

"Yingzi went to visit the library with her classmates. I just wanted to come and chat with you. If Yingzi comes back suddenly, I will tell you to come to you to fix the water pipe. Everything will be fine."

Zhao Hao answered her words, but opened the door with both hands and walked into the house.

Song Qian, who was standing inside the door, was not as strong as Zhao Hao to stop him from entering, so she had to passively accept it, coldly let him change his shoes, and then the two of them walked into the living room.

Although she was not welcoming, Song Qian was not lacking in the hot tea and fruits that she should have. They were all brought to the living room and placed in front of Zhao Hao.

"The food I just ate at the restaurant was so salty. I happen to be a little thirsty." Zhao Hao picked up the tea cup, put it under his nose and smelled it gently, then drank the half-warm hot tea in one gulp.

Song Qian looked at him with an unnatural expression. She was like a guest in her own home, reserved and shy.

"Sister Song, let's have another cup of tea." Zhao Hao handed the clean teacup to Song Qian with a smile.

The latter looked at him with a coquettish look, stood up with slightly pouted red lips, and poured Zhao Hao another glass of water. At the same time, he muttered: "You should leave as soon as you finish drinking the water. I'm afraid that my daughter will come back." It’s easy to misunderstand.”

Zhao Hao leaned on the sofa, turned his head and smiled softly at the woman who poured him water:
"I just saw Yingzi at the gate of the community. She has already gone to the library with her friends. She won't be back within an hour or two, so you don't have to be so nervous."

Song Qian stopped talking, walked up to Zhao Hao, put the water in front of him, and then deliberately kept a distance from him and sat on the single sofa opposite.

Compared with Song Qian's restraint and deliberateness, Zhao Hao seemed to have returned to his home court, with a relaxed expression as he looked at Song Qian, who had had a close relationship with him.She was wearing a long black dress at home today, with a pair of lotus-rooted arms exposed, and there were faint red blood bruises on her white collarbone, like the strawberries Zhao Hao accidentally left behind before.

"Ahem, just drink the water and leave." Song Qian noticed that Zhao Hao was looking at her again, so she stretched out her hand to cover her collarbone unnaturally.

"I just sat down for less than 5 minutes, and you rushed me four or five times. Sister Song, didn't you say that we are still friends? Is this how you treat guests?" Zhao Hao said with a wry smile.

"I don't have anything to say to you here. It's better to wait until everyone has adjusted their mood before talking." Song Qian deliberately didn't look at him.

Zhao Hao rubbed his chin awkwardly, while looking at the eye-catching tulips placed on the coffee table.

After three days, this flower was still as fresh as if it had just been picked. It seemed that Song Qian had put a lot of thought into it.

"One year spent similar, each year is different."

Zhao Hao's unintentional recitation attracted Song Qian's face. The latter's eyes stayed on his face, and then looked at the bouquet on the coffee table. Her eyes had a complicated expression and she didn't know what she was thinking.

While she was stunned, Zhao Hao moved and closed the distance between the two people.

"Why did you try to reply to me over and over again yesterday but didn't reply? I watched you type 98 times but didn't send a single word in the end." Zhao Hao said angrily.

Song Qian didn't expect that this man actually knew how many times she had deleted her reply messages. This showed that the man in front of her was not a scumbag. He was really waiting for her reply seriously, and he had himself in mind.

"The matter has been explained clearly, what is there to reply to?" Song Qian pretended to be cold and asked.

She is obviously a woman who is very bad at handling emotional issues, but now she is deliberately rejecting Zhao Hao's advances in order not to delay her daughter's future. This is pitiful for the parents in the world.

Zhao Hao looked into her eyes and looked straight into her eyes.Song Qian wanted to pretend that nothing had happened at first, but within a moment she turned away and did not dare to look at Zhao Hao again.

"I just chatted with you today and talked about what was on my mind. I didn't think about doing anything else. You don't have to worry about your daughter being suspicious when she comes back. I'll leave within an hour."

"But I don't want to chat. I'm completely absent when you are in front of me." Song Qian lowered her head and said.

"Then let's change the communication method?" Zhao Hao suggested with a smile.

Song Qian looked at him with some confusion when she heard this. When she turned around and saw the smile on Zhao Hao's face, she vaguely guessed something.

"We can't make the same mistake again and again. If you do something that exceeds the rules today, I will never forgive you." Song Qian warned with a red face.

"Have you misunderstood? I actually want to go home and chat with you on the phone. This can also avoid the embarrassing situation of us facing each other face to face. What are you thinking?" Zhao Hao frowned at her and asked curiously .

"You're talking nonsense. What you just meant was..." She stopped talking mid-sentence and turned her head away from looking at Zhao Hao in embarrassment.

"You're so cute!"

Zhao Hao stood up from the sofa as he spoke, walked to her, bent down and grabbed her smooth little hand, and looked at the lovely woman in front of him tenderly with his eyes.

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