When the clerk saw such a big business, he regretted losing it because of his carelessness.

And Zhou Ling seemed to deliberately take revenge on her, picking around her store to buy clothes, and bought a lot of them.

When the clerk saw it, his face turned crooked.

Rong Zheng smiled, looking at the large and small shopping bags in his hand helplessly, "I'm so ugly now, it's a waste to buy so many clothes." ”

A woman's desire to shop is really terrifying......

Zhou Ling held Rong Zheng's hand tightly, his heart was sour, but he deliberately lowered his face and scolded him angrily, "Ugly, ugly! Who said you were ugly." ”

"Tsk, isn't this Zhou Ling?"

Bai Xiao came out of a store, she held He Shuo, saw Zhou Ling take off his sunglasses, and said contemptuously.

The two of them have torn their faces now, Zhou Ling didn't even want to give her a superfluous nonsense, and pulled Rong Zheng to leave.

Unexpectedly, Bai Xiao walked quickly in front of the two of them, looked at the shopping bag in Rong Zheng's hand and mocked: "I only took the money in the morning, and I came out to squander it so quickly?" Zhou Ling, aren't you poor and crazy? If I knew this, I should have given you more money, so that you could buy a few more clothes, right?"

"Get out. Rong Zheng's face was calm, his cold eyes shot at Bai Xiao, and his voice was as cold as if it was about to freeze.

Bai Xiao's face turned dark, and he wanted to refute but was stared at by Rong Zheng's eyes.

It's too terrible for this man to get angry, she dares to believe that as long as she says one more thing, this Rong Zheng can directly come up and beat herself.

Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade or something, it doesn't exist. She'd seen that for a long time.

However, the idea of snatching Rong Zheng away from Zhou Ling before disappeared after seeing Rong Zheng's hideous face.

She glared at Rong Zheng in disgust, took He Shuo and stepped on his high heels and turned her head to leave.

Zhou Ling gently squeezed Rong Zheng's palm clenched into a fist, "Let's go home." ”

"Good. ”

The tension in Rong Zheng's body suddenly relaxed after touching Zhou Ling, the coldness in his eyes melted instantly, and the air pressure on his body gradually warmed up.

Zhou Ling has been so busy these days, and the station is going to have a New Year special, and the first thing to bear the brunt of these programs is their programs.

The script and music must meet the requirements of the station.

Moreover, this notice came too hastily, and all the drafts originally prepared by Zhou Ling could not be used, so he had to write a new one.

Therefore, Zhou Ling's recent life has been spent in writing manuscripts and adding New Year content.

Rong Zheng saw it in his eyes, so he decided to cook a meal for Zhou Ling.

At least he made a simple breakfast, which was nothing more than the simple work of heating up the bread and then heating the milk.

He hadn't really tried to actually cook.

He searched for some recipes on the Internet and found that these recipes were cumbersome and many of the things to be used were not available at home.

So he went to ask Wen Zhuo for advice.

In fact, what Wen Zhuo can teach is just some home-cooked food, and as a gentle and perfect boyfriend, cooking skills are naturally needed.

However, when he learned that Rong Zheng was going to cook for Zhou Ling, Wen Zhuo called Song Minghao, and the two of them came to the door and wanted to eat openly.

So as soon as Zhou Ling came home, he saw three men sitting at the dining table with big eyes and staring at each other.

A current boyfriend, two ex-boyfriends, the three of them sat peacefully at the dining table talking and laughing, Zhou Ling was shocked by such a scene.

It's just that these three people are still like good friends, without a trace of embarrassment.

Zhou Ling smiled awkwardly, but didn't say anything.

These two people, although they used to be her boyfriends, but now she has let them go.

That kind of love is essentially just a transaction.

With this figured out, they don't get along so awkwardly.

And between the three of them, they should be called the same kind of person, so they should be extra close.

Rong Zheng doesn't seem to have any other special good friends here, and Zhou Ling is also relieved to have two bosom friends to accompany him.

"Come and eat. ”

Rong Zheng pointed to the food on the table, and set the dishes and chopsticks for Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling washed his hands and then sat next to Rong Zheng. She looked at the dishes on this table, they were all home-cooked, although they didn't look very good.

She picked up a piece of braised pork that was a little charred, and although it didn't taste very good, it still tasted good.

Just as she was about to pick up other dishes, she found that the three men were looking at her directly, and her hands shook in fright, and the dishes almost didn't catch.

"What's wrong with you, eat. ”

Rong Zheng looked at Zhou Ling with a look of anticipation, as if he was waiting for her answer.

"Delicious. Zhou Ling smiled and replied immediately.

This is Rong Zheng's first time cooking, although ...... It's average, but she's not ambiguous when it's time to encourage!

Wen Zhuo hooked her lips and smiled, "Ling'er has been getting better and better recently, like a fairy." ”

Originally, it was an unintentional boast, but Rong Zheng's eyes deepened, and he lowered his head and ate without saying a word.

Song Minghao took out the hand sanitizer and rubbed his hands, and then began to eat with chopsticks.

He took a piece of braised pork and chewed it twice, then said, "It's too oily and greasy, it's not good for digestion." ”

This person is still like that.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the dining table was starting to become weird, Zhou Ling hurriedly found a reason to run to the toilet.

The feeling of eating with my two ex-boyfriends is really too weird.

Zhou Ling was thinking about how to find a reason to avoid the two of them later, and he felt a tightness around his waist.

The familiar smell filled his nose, and Rong Zheng didn't know when he hugged Zhou Ling from behind.

He forcibly turned Zhou Ling's body around, propped his hands on the sink, and looked at Zhou Ling condescendingly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ling was a little puzzled.

And Rong Zheng looked at Zhou Ling's face, thinking of Wen Zhuo's words, his eyes sank, "Wen Zhuo praised you for your good looks just now." ”

Zhou Ling couldn't laugh or cry, was he jealous?

And people just praised politely, and there was no other meaning at all.

"He doesn't mean anything else, you think too much. ”

"I don't like it. ”

Rong Zheng didn't care, looking at Zhou Ling's delicate red lips, his eyes darkened, and then he lowered his head and kissed him.

The kiss slowly deepened from a shallow taste, and the hand he placed on Zhou Ling's waist tightened.

The temperature in the bathroom suddenly rose and became ambiguous.

Their lips and teeth were intertwined, Zhou Ling was breathless by Rong Zheng's strong kiss, and two lumps of blush appeared on his cheeks.

Seeing that the two of them were a little unable to contain it, and there were still two people outside, Zhou Ling hurriedly pushed Rong Zheng's chest and called it a stop.

Only then did Rong Zheng let go of Zhou Ling, but he took a punitive bite on Zhou Ling's lips when he left.