Song Qianqian squatted on the edge of the flower pond, his head resting on his knees, looking like he was about to die. Look at her embarrassed appearance, how embarrassing it is.

It's so uncomfortable! This stomach feeling is more painful than death.

Song Qianqian looked at the plants on the ground that had been spoiled by her vomit weakly, and felt guilty for a while.

"I'm sorry little grass, I was so uncomfortable that I was going to die just now, and I accidentally threw it on your body. Don't blame me, when it rains, your dirt will be washed clean. When the time comes, you will still be beautiful little grass. ”

Song Qianqian muttered quietly, forgetting that there was a sulky Lu Zihao standing behind him.

Lu Zihao heard her apology to Xiaocao, and snorted coldly: "Stinky girl, the person you should apologize to should be me." ”

This stupid girl knows how to apologize to Xiaocao, but she can't remember to make amends to him, a big man.

Listening to his sour voice, Song Qianqian remembered that there was still a great god standing behind him, and what happened just now was indeed her bad attitude.

Song Qianqian thought to herself: She really wants to apologize to Lu Zihao and apologize.

After vomiting for so long just now, her legs were sore, and she finally stood up slowly.

I just wanted to turn around and say a few good words to him, but she squatted for too long, and as soon as she stood up, her legs became weak, her body tilted, and she threw herself straight into Lu Zihao's arms next to her.

"Ah....." With an exclamation, Song Qianqian's whole person fell into Lu Zihao's arms.

Song Qianqian closed his eyes in fright, and it took a long time to dare to open his eyes.

As soon as Lu Zihao raised his head, he saw a black shadow rushing towards him, he didn't think about it, he reached out and hugged Song Qianqian tightly in his arms.

The beauty is in the arms, the fragrance is warm and soft.

The two of them just stared at each other blankly, hugging each other tightly.

This was the second time the two of them had embraced, and it was very different from the vague feeling of the first time.

This time the feeling is so real, so intimate.

The bustling streets, as well as the pedestrians coming and going, have disappeared in the hearts of the two people who hugged at this time, and at this time, the eyes of the two only saw each other......

It wasn't until he heard the heartbeat of "plopping and plopping" from his arms that Song Qianqian shyly slowly let go of the hands that were tightly hugging Lu Zihao's body.

She pushed Lu Zihao away, and the look on her face became a little uncomfortable. Her face was flushed, like a ripe red apple.

Lu Zihao watched Song Qianqian slowly leave his embrace, and suddenly felt that his chest was empty.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Lu Zihao asked softly in a deep and deep voice, although he said that he was a little nostalgic for the hug just now, he was still worried about her body.

"Well, it's much better. Song Qianqian lowered his head and looked at his toes, and his silk-like hair fluttered on his slender neck with the wind.

Lu Zihao's deep eyes were like magnificent gems, exuding a faint light, directly shining on Song Qianqian, who was bowing his head in front of him.

At this time, Song Qianqian didn't need to look up, she could feel a pair of fiery eyes falling from the top of her head. She didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and her head lowered even deeper.

"Lift your head up, and if you go any lower, you'll bury it in the ground." Lu Zihao saw that she was unnatural, and deliberately joked, wanting to ease some of the tense atmosphere between them.

Song Qianqian raised his head slowly, and he didn't know where to put his hands. She squirmed uneasily, looking around with a pair of big eyes, but she didn't dare to look at Lu Zihao's eyes.

"When did you start feeling uncomfortable?" Lu Zihao whispered, reaching out and gently tucking her flowing hair behind her head.

With his extremely ambiguous action, Song Qianqian's face was already red and purple.

"I was a little uncomfortable before I got in the car, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Song Qianqian raised his eyes to look at Lu Zihao's bright and deep black eyes, and answered honestly.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, I was driving the car so fast just now?" Hearing her say this, Lu Zihao's eyes were full of distress. How can this little girl endure it until now?

Lu Zihao's heart was full of self-blame, thinking that Song Qianqian had been uncomfortable all the way, his heart was very distressed.

"It's okay, isn't it okay now? I had gastritis when I was in school, and every time I feel uncomfortable, I just vomit. Song Qianqian chuckled and said that she was very familiar with gastritis.

The distress in Lu Zihao's eyes became more and more intense, how many sins did this girl suffer before?

"If you feel uncomfortable in the future, you have to tell me directly, don't put up with it anymore, you know?" Lu Zihao's chaotic and powerful male voice exuded a domineering air, low but magnetic.

Song Qianqian didn't understand why he was so strange today, how could he treat her like a girlfriend?

"President, let's go quickly, don't we have to go to celebrate your father's birthday?" Song Qianqian reminded softly, if you don't leave, you will probably be late, right?

As soon as Lu Zihao was reminded by her, he realized that he had wasted too much time here.

"Get in the car, I'll take you to buy some medicine first. He pulled Song Qianqian to the side of the car, helped her open the car door, and helped her to sit in.

"What's the fuss? Hurry up and fasten your seatbelts. Lu Zihao sat in the car and looked at Song Qianqian with a sluggish expression.

Song Qianqian asked worriedly: "Do you still have to buy medicine? In this case, there should not be enough time, right? I can buy the stomach medicine myself when I come back, let's go to your house quickly, it would be too rude to let the elders wait." ”

Lu Zihao comforted her while driving: "It's okay, the time is urgent." Let's go buy medicine first, and then go to my house to change clothes. ”

"What? I'm going to your house. Song Qianqian shouted, is there any mistake, she went to his house to change clothes as a girl, isn't that equivalent to a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?

No, resolutely not.

Song Qianqian's little head quickly searched for a reason, hurry, hurry, find a reason not to go to Lu Zihao's house.

She's not a gossip person, but sometimes colleagues chat, and she hears some of it.

She knew that Lu Zihao lived alone, and if she went to his house with him and spread the word, then she couldn't tell it clearly.

"President, aren't we going to change our clothes? I'm fine in this dress. Song Qianqian said flatteringly, hoping to make him retract what he had just said.

Lu Zihao saw what she was worried about, and just now he saw her clutching her collar, as if he would do something to her.

"What are you afraid of me eating you?" Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was worried, and deliberately teased.

It's really interesting, if you want to eat her, then he Lu Zihao is not a matter of minutes.

Song Qianqian's face is really red and purple, how can this Lu Zihao easily see through her mind at any time?

"No, no, I'm mainly afraid that time is not in a hurry. Besides, I'm just pretending to be your girlfriend, so I don't have to change into any clothes, right?"

"It's because it's pretending, so you have to do enough to act. Didn't you just say that you were going home to change your clothes? You will come to my house right away, and after changing your clothes, we will go to the old house, and the time is just right. Lu Zihao said, and turned the car into the community where he lived.

Song Qianqian grabbed the seat belt in front of her and smiled bitterly, who could save her?

However, the scenery in this community is not bad, but she is in no mood to appreciate it now.

Song Qianqian clutched the elevator door tightly, not wanting to step out of the elevator at all.

She had been standing at the elevator door for a long time, and she had no intention of coming up with an elevator.

"Song Qianqian, how long do you want to stay in this elevator?" Lu Zihao leaned against the door and looked at Song Qianqian, who looked like a tree with a wicked smile.

"President, I really don't want to go to your house to change clothes, let's go quickly. Song Qianqian looked up at Lu Zihao with a pleading face.

Lu Zihao didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he directly pulled her out of the elevator: "You come out quickly, don't delay any longer." ”

"President, President, I don't want to go to your house, I really don't want to be in the same room with you alone. Song Qianqian shouted and refused.

But her little strength was Lu Zihao's opponent, and Lu Zihao pushed Song Qianqian into his home in three or two clicks.

"President, I don't ......" Song Qianqian shouted, but when she saw a room full of people looking at her with puzzled expressions, she immediately closed her mouth.

How many situations are these? Why are there so many people in the room?

"Miss Song, you're here, this is the stylist and makeup artist arranged by the president for you. There is also the dress that the president personally chose for you, can you see if it fits?" Wang Hao beckoned her to walk inside.

Song Qianqian's face was confused, but she didn't expect Wang Hao to be here? So, she didn't share a room with Lu Zihao.

She secretly glanced at Lu Zihao, only to see that his well-carved handsome face was full of evil smiles.

This Lu Zihao didn't make it clear to her, which made her worry for a long time.

"Song Qianqian, you follow Ma Li to the room to change your clothes. Lu Zihao pushed the stupid Song Qianqian and urged her to go inside.

Song Qianqian walked into the room, taking advantage of the gap between Ma Li's clothes, she slowly looked at the room.

It turned out that this was Lu Zihao's bedroom, and the whole room was full of black and white. A large bed sits in the center, and a photograph is placed on a crystal table near the balcony.

She slowly approached and picked it up, and it was actually a photo of Lu Zihao when he was a child. But why is the little boy standing next to him so familiar, she thought about it carefully for a long time, and then suddenly realized, this little boy is not Mo Ling!

Song Qianqian smiled, these two people are stupid, they really can't get close to the handsome and cool appearance now.