Chapter 1037: Why Did You Steal My Shirt

In the car.

Liu Zi palpitated: "Didn't you see it by the maid in your house just now?" ”

"No, I told them all to clean up on the third floor, and no one saw you."

"Aren't there any surveillance in your home?"

"Yes, I'll go back and delete it later."

Liu Zi slumped on the co-pilot, and said almost pleadingly: "Secretary Zuo, we can't do such a thing in the future, I'm scared of half of my life." ”

"Are we doing something we shouldn't be doing? Did you ...... me last night?"

"Nope! Nothing! ”

Liu Zi immediately interrupted him, and in his suspicious gaze, he forced himself to say, "I slept okay last night, you ...... You can also. ”

Zuo Hong wanted to laugh, but held back again.

She obviously couldn't do it at all, she stuck to him and refused to let go, so he couldn't turn over overnight.

In the morning she pretended to straighten his head, thinking he didn't know?

"So, you slept pretty well last night, didn't you?"

Liu Zi nodded like pounding garlic: "It's good, it's good." ”

"Did you have a good breakfast today?"

"It's good, it's good."

"Since it's all good, why did you steal my shirt and give me a reason."

Liu Zi subconsciously pressed the bag and looked at him in disbelief: "What shirt, what are you talking about?" ”

"Wrap it up for me."

"I don't!"

Liu Zi hugged the bag directly and simply stopped pretending to him: "How do you know that I took your shirt?" I secretly took it last night, didn't you sleep at that time? ”

Zuo Hong's face did not change and replied: "I slept, I saw it inadvertently this morning." ”

Liu Zi breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't know that she had secretly covered him with a quilt.

"Your mom said you threw the shirt away, so I picked it up."

Zuo Hong couldn't cry or laugh: "You are really good at picking up, picking up clothes from my closet, you are obviously robbing." ”

"Then I don't care, anyway, I heard from my aunt, you don't want it rarely, and now it's back to its original owner."

"Cotton cotton."

Zuo Hong looked at her helplessly: "Why do you still want to bring back the things you sent out?" ”

"Or else? Anyway, you don't like it, wear it once and throw it away, I'll take it just right, so as not to get in your way. ”

Zuo Hong couldn't explain this.

Was he going to tell her that he threw away his clothes because she was holding her cousin's arm and then came to hug him again, and he found out that he had been cheated on by her, that he was not the only man she had ever held, that he was jealous and died, so he threw his clothes away?

The truth must not be said, absolutely not.

He couldn't afford to lose this man.

Zuo Hong slowed down his tone and said in a tone that was almost coaxing a child: "It's useless for you to take a men's shirt, give it back to me, I won't throw it away in the future, keep it all the time, okay?" ”

"Why didn't it work? I can give it to my dad to wear, more than 7,000 shirts, he has never worn such expensive clothes before, when my uncle was alive, my dad could only pick up his old clothes to wear, the clothes didn't fit, they were much bigger, and every time he went out, he would be laughed at. ”

Liu Zi suddenly cried as he spoke.

Yes, her father didn't wear any good clothes, she made money, and she didn't think about buying a dress for her father, but spent more than 7,000 to buy a shirt for someone else.

Then people are still like garbage, wear it once and throw it away.

She's really unfilial!

Zuo Hong didn't expect that he didn't coax people well, but made her cry again.

He hurriedly pulled over to the side of the road and leaned over to wipe her tears: "What's the matter, Mianmian, I said the wrong thing again?" I didn't even speak out loud this time. ”

Small theater

Zuo Hong: On 100 ways to make a crying wife.

Liu Zi: Who cried? I didn't cry!

Zuo Hong: Okay, okay, am I crying? If you cry again, I'll take out my heart and show you!

Liu Zi: Wow, you're so bloody.

Zuo Hong: Do you want that?

Liu Zi: No.

Zuo Hong: If you don't want it, you have to ask for it.

(End of chapter)