"Hey......" Song Qianqian picked up his mobile phone and whispered.

"Hello, are you a friend of the owner of this phone?" a soft female voice came out.

Song Qianqian picked up the phone and glanced at the number, before putting the phone back to his ear again: "Sort of." ”

"That's good, I'm at the door of Tiantianle Supermarket now, and I picked up this phone here. I just called the other people and no one answered, but luckily your phone got through. Are you free now, can you come here and pick up this phone?"

Song Qianqian understood that this was not a scam call, but a call from a person who picked up Mo Ling's mobile phone. She looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, and if she didn't get her phone, it was estimated that the girl wouldn't know what to do.

"Okay, I'll go over right now, can you please tell me what you're wearing?"

"I'm wearing a pink coat, and I'm waiting for you in front of this supermarket, and you should be able to see me at a glance when you arrive. Now the supermarket is closed, and I'm the only one here. ”

The beautiful voice came slowly, Song Qianqian listened to this crisp and bright, soft voice into her ears, she smiled and thought: This girl is not only kind, but also very beautiful.

"Well, look at the shops that are still open nearby, you go there and wait for me, it's so late now, and it's not safe for you to be a girl there. It's only ten minutes from my house to your location, you wait a little longer, and I'll be there right away. ”

Song Qianqian hung up the phone, got dressed, picked up the backpack and opened the door and walked out.

When she was waiting for the elevator, her mobile phone rang again, she thought it was a call from the girl, and she answered without looking: "You wait for me, I'm waiting for the elevator now." ”

"Waiting for the elevator, where are you going so late?" came from the mobile phone, but it was Lu Zihao's deep and thick voice.

Song Qianqian held the phone for a while before reacting. Why is it Lu Zihao?

"President, I need to go out for a while. "It's so late, what can he do when he calls? This Lu Zihao won't let her stop after work.

"What else could happen at such a late hour?" Lu Zihao asked without giving up, no wonder she had been on the phone when she called her just now.

Song Qianqian grimaced at his mobile phone, did he grow up drinking river water? It's time to get off work, can't she have some personal matters herself?

"A girl called just now, saying that Mo Ling's mobile phone had been dropped, and she picked it up at the door of Tiantianle Supermarket, and asked me to pick it up. Song Qianqian just said, seeing the elevator door open, she walked inside, and said to her mobile phone: "President, I won't tell you, I entered the elevator, goodbye." ”

"Hey...... Don't hang up yet...... Phone. Before Lu Zihao's words were finished, there was already a beeping sound on his mobile phone. This dead girl is really capable, and she dares to take the initiative to hang up his phone.

Mo Ling's phone dropped, why didn't she call him but called her?

Lu Zihao looked at the call record and muttered in a low voice: "In that kid's mobile phone, my number should be relatively high, right? Could it be that you called me, I didn't hear it?"

When he saw five missed calls in a row, he realized that the person who picked up the phone did not call him, but he did not hear it.

Looking at the quiet street outside, it was so late, Song Qianqian went out alone, what if there was danger? What if she took a black taxi and pulled her to the deep mountains and old forests to be sold?

The more Lu Zihao thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, so he picked up the car keys and didn't even come to wear his coat in a hurry, opened the door and rushed out.

When Song Qianqian came to the door of the supermarket, Lu Zihao also arrived by car. A second ago, Song Qianqian was still a little grateful to Lu Zihao, thinking that he was not worried about her coming here. In the next second, she greeted all the eight generations of his ancestors, look at his deterrent appearance, who is worried about her, it is true to come here to pick up girls!

Seeing Lu Zihao talking and laughing with the girl who picked up the mobile phone, Song Qianqian, who was standing on the side, felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Obviously, she came to get the phone, why did Lu Zihao come to get it?

Although she was a little far away, she saw that Lu Zihao didn't know what to say, and the beautiful girl she provoked laughed, until the girl left, Lu Zihao reluctantly waved goodbye to others.

Song Qianqian looked at Lu Zihao, who looked unfinished, and deliberately teased: "So reluctant, why don't you send people home, or leave a phone number?"

Lu Zihao heard the sour tone in her words, and deliberately angrily said: "Mobile phone number, WeChat ID, Momo number, all remember in my mind, I will communicate with her more when I go home, so as to pass the long and boring night." ”

"What a shame. Song Qianqian turned his head and whispered, this girl is too unreserved, and she leaves her number with the man she met for the first time, which is too self-respecting. I thought she was beautiful on the phone just now, but when I looked at it carefully, it was like that.

Lu Zihao looked at the changes on Song Qianqian's face, and deliberately pretended: "Let's go, Miss Song, I still have to chat with other little girls after I send you home?"

Song Qianqian listened to the tone of his words, as if he was reminding her not to delay his big event.

She glared at Lu Zihao, who was smiling, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"Don't worry about your big driver, you better hurry up and go home to accompany your cuties, you don't have to worry about my business. ”

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was sulking, his dark eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, he followed a few steps, grabbed her hand, and pulled Song Qianqian into his arms with one force.

He looked down at her, his eyes full of love. This girl is jealous, and it's still Shanxi vinegar. Look at the taste, it's really sour.

Song Qianqian looked at him in a daze, not knowing why he behaved like this. She hadn't extinguished the fire just now, and looking at Lu Zihao's somewhat frivolous actions, the arrogance on her face became even stronger.

"Let go, you scoundrel, scoundrel......" Song Qianqian pushed him with all his strength, but he just didn't move.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, whose face was flushed, his eyes were round, his cherry red mouth was slightly pouting, and his chest was bulging because of anger.

He chuckled, deliberately buried his head down, leaned into her ear and whispered: "You just said that I was a hooligan, so did I do anything hooligan to you? If not, I will sue you for framing!"

Song Qianqian looked up at Lu Zihao, who was smiling evilly, and couldn't believe that the person who looked like a ruffian and hooligan at this time was actually the well-dressed president they usually were. She frowned, with a look of displeasure: "I said, surnamed Lu, can you take your claws away from me first?"

The corners of Lu Zihao's mouth twitched, and the arm holding Song Qianqian's body tightened a little: "I said, surnamed Song, I didn't know that you still had claws on your body?

Song Qianqian was really about to vomit blood in anger from his scoundrel appearance, he must have been a family with Lai Ting in his last life, otherwise how could he be such a scoundrel?

"Lu Zihao, you take your hand away from me. Song took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Lu Zihao looked at Feng and her angry look is really cute, if you can be angry with this little girl every day in the future, then life is really fun.

"What if I say no?" he deliberately teased her, and it was a pleasure to see her whirring appearance.

Song Qianqian's patience had reached the extreme, she pointed at Lu Zihao's nose and scolded loudly: "Your uncle, you don't understand if you talk well, do you? Don't you feel good if you force civilized people to scold you? I asked you to take your hand away, you don't understand?

As if just talking couldn't solve the anger in her heart, Song Qianqian shouted loudly in front of Lu Zihao.

Lu Zihao deliberately approached Song Qianqian's side, sucked hard a few times, and then let go of her pretending to be very friendly, pinching his nose with his hands and saying exaggeratedly: "Ouch, why is there such a big sour smell?"

Song Qianqian didn't understand, raised her arm and put it on her nose and smelled it, sour? No, why didn't she smell it herself?

Song Qianqian smelled the smell of his body carefully, could it be because he didn't take a bath just now? That doesn't make sense? I ate hot pot just now, if there is a smell that is also the taste of hot pot, it can't be sour?

She looked at Lu Zihao suspiciously, only to see him with his hands in his pockets and a playful look.

Song Qianqian suddenly realized that he was saying that she was jealous.

Your uncle, you're jealous, your whole family is jealous.

Song Qianqian gouged him a few times with his eyes, since he didn't take advantage of his mouth just now, he would make up for it elsewhere.

"Lu Zihao, I think why are you so idle. Why does a big president always revolve around me?"

Song Qianqian's eyes were full of contempt: Let you say that I am jealous, I think it is true that you have been pestering me.

Lu Zihao raised his eyebrows, a typical look of how to say this.

"I'll get the phone, and you will also come to get the phone, what are you going to say?" Song Qianqian didn't save him any face, and every word revealed sternness and questioning.

Lu Zihao didn't have any expression on his face, took out his hands, and stretched forward violently, the movement was fast and chic.

Song Qianqian, who was standing opposite, thought that he had said his key point, and this kid reached out to hit her. Frightened, he quickly shrank his neck and closed his eyes.

Song Qianqian kept that posture, and after waiting for a long time, she didn't feel any pain in her body, she slowly opened one eye, only to see Lu Zihao with his hands behind his head, looking at her with a sneer.

was tricked by this villain again, Song Qianqian straightened his waist, stared at Lu Zihao with a wicked smile with wide eyes, and secretly scolded in his heart: It's really naïve, it's really tasteless, it's really decent.