Forcibly spoiled wife: rogue husband is addicted to love

Zhang Hao stood at the door without moving for a long time, staring at the two people in the practice room who were practicing dance music over and over again, looking at Song Ziting who was sticking to Lu Yang in the practice room and twisting her sexy dance steps, Zhang Hao felt his blood surge .Just as Zhang Hao was about to open the door and go in, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Hearing the crisp ringtone of the phone in his pocket, Zhang Hao closed his eyes, reached out and took out the phone in his pocket: "Hello?"

"President, it's time to go to the airport!" Xiao Zhang's anxious voice came from the phone: "Where are you? Do you want me to come pick you up?"

"No, I'll be right over!" Zhang Hao hung up the phone, took a meaningful look at the dance studio, and then walked away towards the original path.

Song Ziting went straight to the dance club after class. Because she was in a good mood today, Song Ziting's dance practice was also very smooth.The cooperation with Lu Yang has become more and more tacit, and Song Ziting has more confidence in getting the bonus. Thinking that after getting the bonus, she can do what she wants to do, Song Ziting feels an incomparable joy in her heart.But when he and Lu Yang were practicing vigorously, they suddenly heard a series of familiar cell phone ringtones, because the ringtones were the same as that hooligan's ringtone, so Song Ziting couldn't help but stop, and looked out the window in doubt .

"What's wrong, Tingting?" Lu Yang sensed that something was wrong with Song Ziting, and looked in Song Ziting's direction.

"No...it's nothing." Song Ziting looked out the window, but she didn't see half a figure. She couldn't help feeling that she was hallucinating. She looked at the watch on her wrist and thought that Zhang Hao was about to get on the plane at this time. Why? He might still appear in his own school, he couldn't help shaking his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, then turned his head to Lu Yang and said with a smile: "Let's continue dancing, today's form is good, I hope we can get the bonus by then! "

"Well, come on, we will definitely get it!" Looking at Song Ziting's smiling face, Lu Yang also showed a hearty smile.As a result, the two of them actually forgot the time during the practice, so when the two came out of the dance studio, it was already late.Lu Yang looked at the darkening sky and felt a little worried, so he proposed to send Song Ziting back, but Song Ziting thought that if Lu Yang found out that he didn't live in the school, it might cause some misunderstandings, so he politely refused. , and left quickly by himself.

Lu Yang shrugged his shoulders when he saw Song Ziting leaving alone, feeling a little lonely, but thinking that Song Ziting could dance with such heart, his mood improved a lot, Lu Yang comforted himself: It will take time, I believe Ziting will definitely watch to my hard work!

Song Ziting raised her hand and looked at the watch on her wrist. It was almost eight o'clock. Thinking that Zhang Hao should have been waiting for the plane at the airport, Song Ziting subconsciously reached out and touched the phone, thinking that maybe the hooligan was leaving before leaving. She would call herself, and would cause any problems for herself, but when Song Ziting turned on the phone, she found that there were no missed calls on the phone, not even a text message, and Song Ziting felt a little disappointed.Song Ziting patted her little face, then pouted her small mouth into the phone and said: "Song Ziting, you should be happy this time, that devil, that stinky hooligan is finally leaving! Hmph, isn't it just that he didn't make a call?" , then don't tell him to pay attention to his arm, he deserves it if he breaks it!

Song Ziting snorted, and then strode onto the bus, but as soon as she got on the bus, Song Ziting felt that something was wrong. Thinking of what she said just now, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone again, and then quickly typed Word: That... Pay attention to your arm, don't get hurt again!Click, send, recipient Zhang Hao.Looking at the successful transmission report from the mobile phone, Song Ziting let out a long sigh of relief: Song Ziting, you are so stupid, how could you forget that you made that stinky hooligan's arm yourself, if his arm is broken, how can you? Not to be responsible!Thinking of Zhang Hao torturing himself in different ways, letting him put on his pants, grabbing his instant noodles, and even letting him feed him.Song Ziting shivered all over, and then secretly prayed that Zhang Hao's arm would get better.

At this time, Zhang Hao was already waiting in the VIP waiting room. Hearing the announcement on the radio that the plane bound for New York, USA was about to start boarding, Zhang Hao put away the magazine in his hand, reached out for his phone, and saw the message on the phone. Song Ziting's name, Zhang Hao hesitated, thinking of everything he had seen before coming to the airport.Zhang Hao took a deep breath, and said to himself: Song Ziting, when I come back, I will give you a bigger surprise, then quickly changed the name on the phone to the word "wife", and then turned off the phone in satisfaction , then got up and walked towards the boarding gate.

It was past nine o'clock when Song Ziting arrived home. Zhang's father and Zhang's mother seemed to be very busy recently. Song Ziting hadn't seen them for a week. According to Mrs. Zhang, she seemed to be going to England to meet old friends, so the big family only Song Ziting and Mrs. Zhang were left.

Thinking that Zhang Hao has gone to the United States, and the bedroom can be her own, Song Ziting felt that her whole body seemed to gain strength all of a sudden. Regardless of the fatigue from the dance practice just now, she went upstairs with a bang, and then went to have a hot drink happily. In the water bath, because Zhang Hao was not there, Song Ziting ran out wrapped in a bathrobe, and then bounced and threw her whole body on the bed: "Oh, great, I can finally Sleeping on the bed!" Song Ziting lay on the big bed, tossed and rolled for a long time, but suddenly felt something was wrong, because the bed was filled with the smell of Zhang Hao.Song Ziting nuzzled her nose, trying to shake off the smell on Zhang Hao's body, but found that no matter how hard she waved it, she couldn't shake it away. She reached out and grabbed the remote control, turned on the TV, and flicked through the programs on the TV, but found that The TV also happens to be against me, there is no program I like at all.Song Ziting was a little discouraged, and the excitement at the beginning faded away little by little, and finally she grabbed the phone to play with boredom.

But seeing that there were still no calls or messages on the mobile phone, Song Ziting began to feel lost: "Huh, the stinky gangster doesn't even have a call..." Song Ziting pouted and cursed a few words angrily, but when she thought of Zhang Hao listening again Seeing it, she also felt dull. Looking at the empty bedroom, Song Ziting shrugged. To be honest, Song Ziting didn't like the feeling of emptiness.When I was at home when I was young, my parents were very busy. Fortunately, I had my brother at that time, but later because my brother went to the United States, Song Ziting was often at home alone. This feeling of desertedness made Song Ziting very uncomfortable.After arriving at the Zhang family, even though she didn't like Zhang Hao, everyone in the Zhang family treated her very well, especially Mrs. Zhang and Zhang's mother, so Song Ziting liked it very much.

But now Zhang's father and Zhang's mother have gone to the UK, and Zhang Hao has gone to the United States, and now they don't even return for a short breath, and Mrs. Zhang has already rested.