Little Bronze, don't be shy

Chapter 815

Lin Zhao felt that he was shot while lying down.

"This is the first time she called, otherwise I would have blocked her number."

"Don't be angry. It wasn't a big deal at first. I was so angry that I ate so much delicious food at night, and I couldn't digest it happily. Wasn't the happiness I had before eating in vain?"

Shi Mu cursed inwardly, what the hell!

Lin Zhao hugged her from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed against her, acting like a baby, coaxing clumsily, and took out his trump card.

"If you're not happy, or I'll fly back tomorrow and talk to my dad about the dissolution of the engagement. If he doesn't agree, I'll fly back every weekend and talk about it over and over again. He'll always be annoyed by me. Yes."

Shi Mu frowned, thought for two seconds, and finally spoke to him.

"Not tomorrow, we will play the college league tomorrow afternoon."

Lin Zhao: ...

He was stunned and didn't react, and when he did, he couldn't help but want to laugh, and couldn't help but want to kiss her.

He kissed Shi Mu's cheek, and chuckled twice, "Why are you so cute?"

Shi Mu: ...

She regained her expressionless expression, and wanted to break free from his embrace, but Lin Zhao clasped his hands tightly around her waist, refusing to let go.

"You're not happy, you take it out on me, you can do whatever you want, don't be sulking all by yourself, how uncomfortable it is to be alone? I made you angry, you come to me to vent your anger, come..."

He grabbed Shi Mu's hand and hit him on the forehead, without any strength, and finally...

Shi Mu's nails scratched his forehead.

Lin Zhao: ...

It has been said that today's bad luck is concentrated and close.

He pretended to be in pain, frowned and let out a muffled sound. Shi Mu felt his nails scratching his flesh, and even, his nails felt like they were filled with shredded flesh.

Mom...

Fingertips tingled for a while.

She turned around quickly and saw the fool staring at him, "Are you stupid, why are you hitting you with my hand?"

Lin Zhao pointed to his forehead with a miserable expression.

Shi Mu pressed his shoulder angrily, making him bend down, and she looked at the bloodstain, a little blood oozing out.

She turned cold, "It's disfigured, it's all right now."

Lin Zhao didn't care, "If you disfigure your face, let it be disfigured. If you disfigure your face, you can save a lot of trouble. It just so happens that we can love each other."

Shi Mu sneered, "I'm sorry, I just fell in love with your face, if it was disfigured, I wouldn't be in love with you."

Lin Zhao: ...

Do you want to be so honest?
He skipped this topic, and wanted to continue to pretend to be pitiful, to win the sympathy of someone at that time.

"Where I was injured when I was a child, the nanny would blow me the injured place, and the pain would stop."

The tone was a little pitiful, a little lost, a little nostalgic for the long memories of the past, and various emotions were complicated. I don't know how he could say such a tone.

Shi Mu stared at the not-so-deep bloodstain on his forehead, and pursed his lips seriously.

Trust him.

Isn't it because you want to feel sorry for him and forget to be angry for a while, so that a little bit of skin trauma can still make him feel pain?
That kind of pain is only for a moment, and then it can be ignored.

But there is no way, who made her kind-hearted.

She grabbed the clothes on Lin Zhao's chest and said angrily, "Bend down, you're so tall, I have to jump up to blow your forehead?"

Lin Zhao bent over obediently, lowered her head, her forehead was brought to her lips first, obediently like a primary school student in front of the teacher.

　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)