Milo didn't refute, and indifferently crossed Xu Zhiheng sideways.

If you want to ask Xu Zhiheng what he is most afraid of, the answer is that Milo does not speak.

Milo is different from other girls, she is not likely to have a small temper, she is straightforward, she always has something to say directly, and she is angry and angry. Because of this, Milo does not speak, which is extremely terrifying.

That means she's really angry! Must! Beard! Heavy! Look!

Xu Zhiheng has a bloody lesson on this point, once, just once, coaxed a step late, Milo disappeared from his world, and looked for more than half a month like crazy, and then begged and begged for another half a month, in exchange for Milo's forgiveness.

And what made Xu Zhiheng feel the most palpitating was that time Milo and Wei Ran started dating, and they talked about a love with marriage as the premise, and they talked about it for two years. If it weren't for his alertness to find out that Wei Ran had a problem, and quietly arranged for Milo to witness Wei Ran's cheating, maybe Milo would have married that scum by now. Then Milo's life is not regretted in his own hands! Xu Zhiheng would never dare to make such a mistake again.

Therefore, when Milo turned upstairs without making a sound, Xu Zhiheng immediately laughed with him and followed like a dog.

Milo opened the door and entered the house, and was about to close the door when he returned. Xu Zhiheng put his legs on his head with a hippie smile and squeezed into the house in a flash.

"I said Xiao Luoluo, why are you angry with my brother? Tell my brother, did my brother change his career? How big is it? Xu Zhiheng naturally put his arm on Milo's shoulder, and a handsome face leaned over to laugh with him.

Milo grabbed Xu Zhiheng's sleeve with two fingers, took away the arm he put on his shoulder, and sat on the sofa with a bluff and ignored him.

Xu Zhiheng ran to the kitchen and poured a glass of water, took it into the house, sat next to Milo, and served the water cup with both hands, "Generally, you pour tea and admit your mistakes, but my brother knows that you don't drink tea, so I'll pour water for you here to admit your mistakes, okay?" Little Luoluo, you can forgive me this time! ”

This time, Milo was not angry with Xu Zhiheng, she was just a little upset and didn't want to speak. The recent annoyances have been one after another, and she is overwhelmed. First Wei Ran split her legs, and then she slept with Xu Zhiheng inexplicably, and before she could digest these things, Fei Yifan began to be abnormal again. She's so annoyed. But she knew Xu Zhiheng, if she didn't talk all the time, he could be annoyed all night.

Glancing at Xu Zhiheng beside him, Milo clasped his hands in front of his chest and asked coldly, "Do you know where you are wrong?" ”

"It's a shame for you that you didn't do it today." Xu Zhiheng lowered his head and flattened his mouth, with a look of "I don't want to either" grievance.

"So you know! I said that you have been in love for so many years, what kind of woman has not been seen, why is your taste so low? Just today's white lotus, you can even gnaw on it, and bring it out! Milo looked like he hated that iron was not made of steel.

Compared with being embarrassed, what Milo minds more is that Xu Zhiheng and the White Lotus Green Tea got together again, it's really good that the scar forgets the pain!

Everyone says that Xu Zhiheng is a prodigal son in love, but only Milo knows how serious he used to be.

That year, Xu Zhiheng was 18 years old and fell in love with Wei Ning, the school flower at that time, Wei Ning was definitely the Oiran in the White Lotus, and the young Xu Zhiheng was fascinated. Because of serious love, it hurts deeply. Milo watched with his own eyes how Xu Zhiheng crawled out of the pain of emotional trauma little by little, and became the prodigal appearance of today's thousands of flowers passing through it, and not a single leaf touches his body.

So seeing Xu Zhiheng and people like Pantene together, especially Pantene's inadvertent expression when she spoke, it was a little similar to Wei Ning back then, Milo held her breath, uncomfortable that she couldn't get up or down.

Xu Zhiheng raised his glass with both hands, gently pressed his shoulder against Milo beside him, and said aggrievedly: "Xiao Luoluo, you have also seen it, I scolded her so much today, I really tried my best to help you save face!" Just drink your saliva and dissipate your breath! ”

Milo glanced at Xu Zhiheng, took a sip of the water cup, and then said: "You don't lose my people, I don't care about you, but you lose your own people like this!" I can't watch you give up on yourself like that. ”

When Xu Zhiheng saw Milo take the cup in his hand and drink water, he knew that her anger had completely disappeared, and her heart had finally settled.

"Yes, yes, yes, you're right, but little Luoluo, can you listen to my explanation. It's not that I don't have a taste, it's that He Bi's kid is too tasteless, he is a white lotus, a recycling bin for green tea. Today, that girl is what he likes, and I just helped him identify it. ”

Milo threw a health ball to Xu Zhiheng, and sarcastically said in a strange voice: "Identification? Do you submit a written report after the fact? ”

Xu Zhiheng laughed curtly.