The main god of fast wear is playing again

Chapter 692 Coach, did I lose weight today? (seven)

Knowing that it might be the last full meal before losing weight, Tu Zhimeng unceremoniously delayed all the dishes on the table, and even ordered a lot of desserts after the meal.

Not only did Shu Ziheng not dislike it, but he sat across from him and looked at the little girl who was eating with great interest.

After drinking and eating, Tu Zhimeng returned home.

Her apartment is located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city center. It has two floors, and the decoration is low-key, luxurious and connotative.

Tu Zhimeng was very satisfied with this.

She took a hot bath first, then ran to the bedroom, threw herself on the big soft bed, and fell asleep comfortably.

It's just that the next day, before she could sleep enough to wake up naturally, she was woken up by the sound of tinkling from next door.

He muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, went into the bathroom, brushed his teeth while listening to the voice outside the door next door, wrinkled his face, remembering that the next door was always empty and no one lived in, why did he keep tossing so early in the morning?

While thinking, she walked to the door curiously, opened a small gap, brushed her teeth and watched the situation opposite.

I saw a few employees of the moving company carrying a high-end custom sofa into the door next door, and a man in a black shirt stood at the door, looking at the employees coming and going indifferently.

His back was leaning against the wall, his head was slightly raised, revealing a perfect neckline and delicate collarbone. He looked like a person who had been working out all year round.

As if sensing Tu Zhimeng's movements, he tilted his head, met the little girl's gaze, and smiled.

Tu Zhimeng's heart palpitated inexplicably, swallowed the toothpaste in his mouth with a thud, and held the toothbrush in his hand, hehe.

"Coach Shu moves pretty fast." Tu Zhimeng joked with a smile, trying to cover up the embarrassment just now.

Shu Ziheng smiled, walked towards her, and leaned against the door frame, his whole body exuded a sense of noble laziness, and the pleasant and magnetic bass voice sounded slowly, hiding a sultry charm.

"That's because you don't understand me. I am fast when I should be fast, and I am slow when I should be slow."

Listening to Shu Ziheng's words, Tu Zhimeng's face suddenly became flushed with two blushes.

We are all grown-ups, this really makes people can't help but think about it.

Seeing the toothpaste froth on the corners of Tu Zhimeng's lips, Shu Ziheng took out a gray handkerchief from his trouser pocket, and gently wiped it off for her.

When Tu Zhimeng looked up, she happened to meet Shu Ziheng's eyes, and couldn't help but look at them for a few more seconds.

After wiping, Shu Ziheng subconsciously wanted to put the handkerchief in his pocket, but was stopped by Tu Zhimeng.

"Well, let me wash it for you." She looked away abruptly, with a touch of embarrassment in her voice.

Shu Ziheng froze, then looked at the handkerchief in his hand, handed it over, and smiled: "Then I will trouble Ah Meng."

Tu Zhimeng took the handkerchief, and couldn't help but glance at Shu Ziheng again.

"Coach Shu, you are busy first."

After the words fell, she ran into the bathroom.

Shu Ziheng looked at the little girl's back, feeling inexplicably amused, and closed the door for her with a smile on his lips.

Tu Zhimeng put the toothbrush into the tooth bowl, looked at the gray handkerchief in her hand and smiled, revealing two sweet dimples.

Seriously washing the handkerchief in the sink, my mind was full of the image of Shu Ziheng calling her name just now, and then looked up at the fat girl in the mirror, her smile suddenly collapsed.

Alas, when will I be able to lose ninety catties...

Just thinking about it makes my brain hurt.

(End of this chapter)