Blind date?

Han Yi blinked her eyes and opened her mouth, but she didn't make any sound, but she couldn't hold back the fingertips of her mobile phone and increased her strength.

Zhang Cheng's mother, seeing that Zhang Cheng didn't answer her words in seconds, couldn't help but urge: "Did you hear it?" ”

Zhang Cheng hurriedly spoke: "I heard it." ”

Zhang Cheng's mother: "Look at your attitude, let me tell you, before the end of this year, you must book it for me, regardless of whether it is a girlfriend or a boyfriend, in short, you must bring me home, otherwise, I will not live......"

Zhang Cheng heard these words from his mother again, and couldn't help pinching his eyebrows with a headache, he also wanted to take someone home, but there was really no suitable one!

Mrs. Han was amused by Zhang Cheng's mother's words: "What are you talking about, what kind of boyfriend." ”

Zhang Cheng's mother didn't care about her son's face at all: "Old lady, don't hide it, I really suspect that my family Chengcheng may like men...... I arranged fifty-nine blind dates for him, fifty-nine all yellow, and none of them were eye-to-eye...... At first, I didn't expect so much, but the last time I played mahjong, mahjong friends reminded me, saying that Cheng Cheng may have a habit of breaking sleeves...... I didn't fall asleep for half a month, what do you think is this...... But I've figured it out now, as long as Cheng Cheng likes it, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, I accept it......"

Zhang Tezhu looked up at the upstairs, wanting to cry without tears.

The culprit, Han Jingnian, was enjoying the best candle night in his life, and he ...... A straight man who can't be straight anymore has been identified by his own mother as liking men!

If you like a man, you like a man, and you are taken out by your own mother as a daily routine and openly nagged...... What the hell is going on!

The chatter of several women continues.

Han Yixiao, who didn't speak, was easily ignored, no one noticed that there was no smile on her face, and she didn't turn her head to look at Zhang Cheng as frequently as she did just now.

She lowered her head with a heavy heart, kept picking at the phone with her nails, and cut off the leather phone case piece by piece.

At about ten o'clock, the conversation was finally over.

Han Yixiao saw that Zhang Cheng and his mother were about to leave, so he quietly stretched out his hand, pulled Mrs. Han's cufflinks, and then handed the mobile phone screen to Mrs. Han, and showed the words he had typed in advance to her grandmother: "Grandma, I just remembered that my homework has not been written yet, and I have to go back to school in the dormitory." ”

Old Mrs. Han instinctively wanted to blame Han Yixiao, but when the words came to her lips, she thought of Han Yixiao's situation, and still forced herself to slow down her tone: "Xiaoxiao, you haven't written your homework yet?" Why didn't you say it earlier, the drivers are all home......"

Zhang Cheng's mother: "What's wrong?" Old lady? ”

"Xiaoxiao didn't write her homework, now I have to go back to school......" Mrs. Han said, and looked at Zhang's mother: "You call the driver, ask him to come and pick up the little lady, and send her to school......"

"You can't be so troublesome, isn't Cheng Cheng? Just let him send the little lady by the way......" Zhang Cheng's mother said, and glanced at Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng immediately put away his mobile phone, got up, and said politely and sensibly to Mrs. Han: "Yes, old lady, I'll just send the little lady to school." ”

In this way, Han Yixiao made a wishful thinking for a whole day and succeeded.