Forcibly spoiled wife: rogue husband is addicted to love

When Zhang Hao heard Song Ziting's words, he couldn't help but chuckled in his heart: What's the matter, little girl, did you attract your attention? !But Zhang Hao had an innocent expression on the surface, and then he said to Song Ziting: "Tingting, this... This is Miss Lan's proposal!"

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Hao's words fell, Lan Ruo, who was standing beside her, immediately stepped forward and grabbed Song Ziting's sleeve, and then her stomach growled in cooperation.

Seeing Lan Ruo's appearance, Song Ziting couldn't say anything more, so she rolled her big eyes and glared at Zhang Hao angrily, then turned around and walked towards the noodle shop with Lan Ruo in her arms.

Zhang Hao just ignored Song Ziting's white eyes at him. He has learned to thicken his skin now, seeing Song Zikun still standing there staring blankly at Lan Ruo who had already entered the restaurant.So Zhang Hao stepped forward and put his arms around Song Zikun's neck and shouted, "Kunzi, do you want to eat noodles? Let's go if we don't?" He pretended to turn around and leave.

"Stinky boy, don't look for it!" Song Zikun glared at Zhang Hao, then approached Zhang Hao's handsome face and said, "Haozi, you haven't forgotten, what Tingting dislikes the most is eating noodles! I think you are really itchy." It's gone!" Song Zikun grinned and headed towards the noodle shop with his head down.

"Hey, Kunzi, I don't take you. Who am I doing it for? Isn't it because that girl surnamed Lan wants to eat it! Kunzi, I'm doing it all for you. You can't be ungrateful, Kunzi! Son!" Zhang Hao howled dryly at Song Zikun's back, with a small calculation in his heart, and then quickly chased after him.

When Zhang Hao and Song Zikun entered the door, Song Ziting had already dragged Lan Ruo to find a seat by the window and sat down. Song Zikun followed closely behind, with both selfish and ulterior motives, and sat opposite to Lan Ruo, so Zhang Hao Hao had no choice but to sit opposite Song Ziting.When Song Ziting saw Zhang Hao sitting opposite her, her big eyes couldn't help but rolled her eyes again.Zhang Hao looked at Song Ziting's big eyes rolling, and was not annoyed, but secretly suppressed a smile in his heart: "Little girl, you really have a stubborn temper, but that's what I like."Then I greeted the waiter, served a few signature noodles in the store, and everyone began to eat warmly.

Because Song Ziting doesn't like noodles, when everyone was eating hot, she just dragged her chin and picked up the noodles in the bowl, but she didn't know what happened, her hand suddenly slipped, and her fingers directly plunged into the boiling hot noodle soup. "Ah! It's scalding!" Song Ziting felt the boiling heat of the noodle soup, screamed, and hastily withdrew her finger, but when she looked down, she found that her index finger was already red and in pain.

"Damn it!" Zhang Hao heard Song Ziting's exclamation and looked up and saw Song Ziting's red fingers. He didn't care about the face that had just been stuffed into his mouth, pulled Song Ziting up and walked towards the next bathroom, and then didn't wait for Song Ziting In response, he pulled Song Ziting's little hand and put it under the faucet to rush.

At this time, Song Ziting only knew the burning pain from her hands, and her big eyes were full of tears. Thinking that she didn't like noodles in the first place, but was burned again, she felt very depressed.How could he care about being held tightly by Zhang Hao's palm at this time.

As soon as Zhang Hao looked up, he saw Song Ziting's teary face, he swallowed the words he wanted to scold, and couldn't help feeling distressed, looking at Song Ziting's red fingers and big teary eyes, his heart softened I couldn't help but reached out and pulled Song Ziting into my arms, and then patted Song Ziting's back lightly like coaxing a child: "Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Tingting... no..." Song Zikun and Lan Ruo realized that Zhang Hao had dragged Song Ziting into the bathroom before realizing it, so they hurriedly followed, but they saw that Zhang Hao was hugging Song Ziting tightly, Can't help being a little dazed, Lan Ruo was stuck there when she was worried, and didn't say the last word "thing" in a daze.

Song Ziting only cared about the pain, and when she heard Lan Ruo's words, she realized that she was hugged tightly by Zhang Hao, and when she looked up, she saw the older brother standing in the corridor smiling maliciously and the surprised face. Lan Ruo, feeling ashamed and annoyed, quickly stretched out her hand and pushed Zhang Hao away: "You... let go, don't pretend to be kind!" Then she rushed out of the bathroom under Lan Ruo's searching eyes.

"Tingting! Wait for me!" Seeing Song Ziting running out, Lan Ruo hurriedly followed.Song Zikun, on the other hand, was standing at the door of the bathroom, looking at Zhang Hao, who was pushed aside by Song Ziting, with a half-smile on his shoulders. Looking at Zhang Hao's gloomy face, he couldn't help joking: "Haozi, I didn't expect you With this skill, since I was a child, this is the first time I have seen you coax a girl!"

After listening to Song Zikun's words, Zhang Hao rubbed the place where Song Ziting's little hand pushed him, and then pretended to be very uncomfortable and said to Song Zikun: "Kunzi, you have seen it too, your sister can't be done by anyone. Come on, just teach me!"

Song Zikun looked at Zhang Hao with a wry smile, thinking that Song Ziting didn't give Zhang Hao a good face all the way, he couldn't help feeling sorry for Zhang Hao, so he hooked his fingers at Zhang Hao, and seeing Zhang Hao put his head close to him, he turned to Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao said: "Well, let me give you a trick. Who do you think Song Ziting listens to most?"

"It should be... Ah, Kunzi, I understand!" Zhang Hao immediately realized what Song Zikun said, and then saw Song Zikun squinting his eyes and turned away. He quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and when the call was connected, Zhang Hao's eyes lit up immediately, he cleared his throat and said to the phone, "Grandma, it's me!"

Mrs. Zhang is sitting on the sofa watching TV at this time. Because her body has just recovered and she can’t do too much exercise, she is a little bored. When she is holding the remote control and constantly switching TV channels, the phone next to But suddenly it rang.So Mrs. Zhang reached out to answer the phone, but when she heard Zhang Hao's voice, thinking that Zhang Hao didn't see anyone all day long, and didn't spend much time with her at home, she pretended to be displeased and said: "I I know it's you, brat! Where have you gone again? Hurry up and bring Tingting back to me, I miss her!"

"Grandma, do you really miss her?" Zhang Hao couldn't help being happy when he heard Mrs. Zhang's words.

"Nonsense, anyway, Tingting also knows that she loves my old lady, so she can stay with me at home!" Mrs. Zhang continued to scold on the phone.

"Grandma..." When Zhang Hao heard what his grandma said, he knew that the old lady was bored again, so he followed the old lady's words and continued: "Grandma, do you want to see Tingting now?"

"Of course I want to! Needless to say!"

"Then do you want Tingting to accompany you all the time?"

"nonsense!"

"Do you want to have a great-grandson?" Zhang Hao began to tempt him carefully.

"Stinky boy, are you playing with your grandma here?! What the hell are you trying to say? I think I want to hug my great-grandson!" Mrs. Zhang couldn't help cursing when she heard Zhang Hao's words on the phone.

"Grandma, it's all up to you now. Your grandson's happiness for the rest of his life, as well as your little great-grandson, all depend on you!" Zhang Hao couldn't help but burst into joy when he heard Mrs. Zhang's words.

"Stinky boy, what exactly are you going to say?" Mrs. Zhang became a little puzzled when she heard Zhang Hao's incoherent words on the phone.

"Grandma, let me tell you the truth, don't be angry, and you must help me!" Zhang Hao decided to use the last trump card to tell the old lady the truth after thinking about it.

"Okay, brat, tell me quickly, grandma is dying of anxiety!" Mrs. Zhang grabbed the phone, and Zhang Hao made her nervous and began to tense up.

"Tingting... Tingting is ignoring me now, and decided to divorce me..." Zhang Hao paused and told about his divorce from Song Ziting.

"Divorce?! Haozi, what did you just say? You said divorce?! My blood pressure..." When Mrs. Zhang heard the word "divorce", she felt that her eyes were starting to blur and her head ached.

"Grandma, don't worry, listen to me, I'm not discussing with you now, I want to chase Tingting back, so you must help me!" Zhang Hao could imagine his grandma hearing about the divorce. The reaction after the word, so he hurriedly comforted his grandma, and said his thoughts by the way.

"How can grandma help? Brat, are you really mad at me?!" Mrs. Zhang was anxious and angry.

"Grandma... Do you think this is okay? We will still use the old method. You know that Tingting loves you the most..." Zhang Hao heard Mrs. Zhang let go, and hurriedly revealed his little calculations.

"Hmph, brat, if you don't succeed this time, don't call me grandma!" Mrs. Zhang said angrily to Zhang Hao when she heard Zhang Hao's words, and then hung up the phone.

Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, Zhang Hao wiped his nose with his hand. Although he felt a little disgraceful in his heart, he was going all out to make Song Ziting change his mind. Thinking of Mrs. Zhang's last words, Zhang Hao put his face away With an expression on his face, he walked out of the noodle shop quickly.

When Zhang Hao came out of the noodle shop, he saw Song Zikun leaning on the car door. Song Zikun was looking at him motionless. Zhang Hao nodded quietly. Seeing the relieved expression on Song Zikun's face, Zhang Hao put a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then Pretending nothing happened, he got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Song Ziting's school.

But as soon as the car arrived at the gate, Song Ziting and Lan Ruo yelled to get out of the car. Zhang Hao had no choice but to park the car outside the school gate. As soon as the car stopped, Song Ziting took Lan Ruo's hand and left first, leaving Zhang Hao and Song Zikun stood at the door of the car and shrugged helplessly.Looking at the back of Song Ziting leaving angrily, Song Zikun looked sideways at Zhang Hao: "Have you figured out a solution?"

"Well! She will definitely come back with me later!" Zhang Hao's eyes were glued to Song Ziting's body and did not leave.

"It's up to you, then I'll go first!" Hearing Zhang Hao's words, Song Zikun reached out and patted Zhang Hao's shoulder: "Treat my sister well, I leave the car to you, it must be useful!" Then he didn't look back left.

And Zhang Hao shouted to Song Zikun's back: "I will!" Then he entered the school gate and headed towards Song Ziting's dormitory.