The best young master Gu spoils his little wife

Chapter 43 The Sour Bubble in My Heart (1)
Probably because he was sleeping next to Zheng Lang, he was too excited, Zhang Lailai woke up very early, went downstairs after washing, and saw Zheng Lang reading the financial newspaper, sitting by the window, very quiet, the sky just outside the window Liang, it's rare that Zhao Ziying hasn't woken up yet, let alone Zheng Nan.

Zhang Lailai was glad that he got up early and was able to have breakfast with Zheng Lang. He was smiling secretly. Before he had time to go downstairs, Aunt Hui's niece walked out of the kitchen. The breakfast came to Zheng Lang, "Master, this is the breakfast that Haruko specially prepared for you, please take it easy."

Zheng Lang didn't look up, but said lightly: "Understood."

Haruko didn't leave right away, hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Master, did the supper last night satisfy your appetite?"

"good."

Haruko smiled slightly, her innocent face looked like a lily that had just bloomed, with three points of greenness and seven points of tenderness, "It's as long as the young master likes it."

Zhang Lailai knew what that look was all too clear, she immediately had a sense of crisis, ran downstairs, pulled away the chair in front of Zheng Lang, sat on it, raised her airs, and ordered in a cold voice: "I'd like some hot milk and a sandwich."

"Okay." Haruko left obediently.

Zheng Lang rarely looked away from the newspaper, and glanced at her, "Why do you wake up so early?"

Zhang Lailai was a little embarrassed, remembering that when he lived in Zheng's house for the first time, she was not his girlfriend, because she was so excited the night before, that she didn't get up until the sun was shining on her buttocks the next day, she was really ashamed, and even worse It was Zheng Lang who happened to be on vacation that day, and witnessed the whole process of her oversleeping and going downstairs with sleepy eyes, and she almost wanted to die.

From that day on, she swore that she must get up early when sleeping in Zheng's house!In order to whiten her image, she immediately replied: "I always like to get up early, unless there are special circumstances." She specially emphasized the "special circumstances" and pronounced the words heavily.

Zheng Lang said "hmm", didn't say anything else, and concentrated on eating his breakfast, obviously not taking that matter to heart, Zhang Lailai felt even more depressed.

When can you care about her like you care about work?
She tried to find a common topic with him, racking her brains, "Are you busy with work recently?"

"It's okay." He flipped through the newspaper, always giving such a neutral answer.

Zhang Lailai started to think about her again, "How often do you usually take a vacation?"

"not sure."

"When you take your next vacation, let's find a place to travel? I'm free..."

His answer was still cold, "It depends."

Zhang Lailai was completely defeated, like a defeated rooster, unable to recover from the fall.

Haruko brought milk and sandwiches, and did not leave immediately, but asked Zheng Lang with concern: "The coffee is ready, do you need it, Master?"

"No need." Zheng Lang put down the newspaper and got up, straightened his tie, his outline was clearly visible, he only stayed for a second before he strode forward with his slender legs.

Haruko handed the coat to him, and sent him out all the way. The man was tall and straight, and the woman was docile, not to mention how glaring they stood together.

Zhang Lailai stared at Qingzi's back resentfully, with only one hand holding the knife, poking the sandwich to pieces.

Zheng Lang opened the car door and got in the car, and found that Qingzi was still standing beside her, looking hesitant to speak, so he rolled down the car window, "What's the matter?"

Haruko was a little timid, and asked softly, "Is Miss Zhao the young master's fiancee?"

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)