101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

Then she pursed her lips and searched the phone book earnestly. When she finally found the nickname "wife", she couldn't laugh anymore.

Once upon a time, this nickname was Zi Yang's monopoly.

Today, this nickname is no longer her number.

When Zi Yang saw this nickname, her heart felt as if she had been stung severely, and the huge humiliation and severe pain came overwhelmingly.

Dong Zhuo let her go, and stared into her eyes with lowered eyebrows, not wanting to miss any of her expressions.

His eyes gradually turned dark red.

No amount of words could make him give up gnawing on the lost lips, Zi Yang's whole body was stiff, and she tried her best to turn her head away, but in the next second, the man's lips precisely and quickly blocked her familiar and fiery breath, Come on.

It took Dong Zhuo a long time to let go of her lips, and his cold voice revealed a pleasant smile.

"I still feel very good. I am thinner, more spiritual, and more likable."

Annoyed and annoyed, Ziyang wanted to slap him again, but unfortunately, he had expected it long ago, and he grabbed it firmly as soon as he stretched out his hand.

He taught her all those skills, how can she get benefits under his nose?

Dong Zhuo let go of her hand, leaned over to fasten her seat belt as if nothing had happened, then patted her on the head dotingly: "Sit down, I'll take you to dinner."

"Brother Zhuo, do you really want me to be San'er? Unfortunately, seeing you makes me lose my appetite."

Dong Zhuo sneered, paused every word, and said slowly:

"I have, and... my appetite has increased."

He put the handbrake down, stepped on the clutch, and gasped, all in one go.

Zi Yang pursed her lips, she knew that she couldn't escape today.

However, she really didn't want to give him a good look at the man sitting next to her.After thinking about it, she snorted and scolded, "You scum!"

Fighter among scum!

"The scumbag is also your favorite man."

"Which woman didn't love a few scumbags when she was young, but you haven't heard that time is a gentle butcher's knife that can smooth everything out? Brother Zhuo, it's been three years, you don't think I'm still Love you? I have already forgotten you, congratulate me."

Dong Zhuo squinted her eyes, and her eyes gradually became darker. She stared ahead, ignoring the growing anger in his eyes.

Some people, his frown, smile, joy and anger, you may be more sensitive than his own nerve cells.

It comes from long-term relationship, day after day, year after year, even if you have a dog, you can read his eyes.

Zi Yang gritted her teeth, the silence in the car made her muscles stiffen all over.

She was thinking about how to relieve the oppressive air, when Dong Zhuo's cell phone ringtone rescued her.

Dong Zhuo paused for a long time, but still answered the phone.

It's a small voice, a bit louder, and the background is noisier.

"Brother Zhuo, the brothers reserved a private room at the cash drawer, and insisted that I call you to sing. There is a beautiful woman here who wants to compete with you for a high pitch..."

After making a small laugh for a long time without any response, he cleared his throat and teased him with three points.

"Hey, what are you doing, brother Zhuo, you didn't disturb your good business, did you?"

Dong Zhuo glanced at Yangyang, changed his expression, and said slowly into the phone: "I'm planning to take Yangyang to dinner."

"Yo, Yangyang is back? That's just right, let her come together, brothers miss her too, I'll cleanse her up."

"Get a mango-flavored milkshake ready, a bag of pistachios, we'll be right there."

Zi Yang could hear the content of the call with her ears bent, she lowered her head and played with her fingernails, her face was calm.