The Buddhist counterattack of the female partner who wears books

Chapter 898 Song Ziheng VS Zhuzhu 26
The two walked out of the cinema holding hands, and then took a walk in the square outside.

"Aheng, I can't finish my milk tea, here you are." Zhuzhu took Song Ziheng's hand and said.

"Oh." Song Ziheng took it and planned to put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly, looked at Zhuzhu and stammered, "What did you call me just now?"

Song Ziheng's eyes were full of shock, and he held Zhuzhu's shoulder tightly with a trembling hand.

"Ah Heng, what's the matter? Doesn't it sound good?"

"Should I be called Hengheng? Husband?" Zhuzhu asked with a smile, and tapped Song Ziheng's chest.

"Ahem..." Song Ziheng coughed excitedly.

"Aheng, are you okay?" Zhuzhu asked with concern.

"No... I'm fine. Who did you learn this from?" Song Ziheng asked suddenly.

He felt that his little girl had been spoiled, it must be that short-sighted tea poisoned the little girl.

Otherwise, why did it become like this?

"Didn't follow suit? Don't you like it, Ah Heng?"

"However, if you really want to know, just close your eyes, bow your head, and I'll tell you." Zhu Zhufeng turned her eyes and suddenly had an idea.

Song Ziheng nodded, he didn't think too much, he thought that Zhuzhu must be telling him in his ear.

Zhuzhu smirked, stood on tiptoe, looked at her brother with eyes closed, she suddenly lowered her head.

Feeling the temperature from his lips, Song Ziheng's whole body trembled and he didn't dare to move.

His heart was in a mess, he didn't know whether he was excited or excited.

"Okay, I've told you." Zhuzhu stopped, then stood back.

Song Ziheng opened his eyes and stared blankly, with shock and a hint of disbelief.

"You..." Before she finished speaking, her face turned red, dripping with blood.

Now I can't even cover it up, "I..."

"Aheng, I can't walk anymore." Seeing Song Ziheng stammering and unable to speak, Zhuzhu suddenly put her arms around his waist and said.

Now he doesn't even know that hands are hands and feet are feet.

However, it wasn't too outrageous, and stammered: "Brother carries you."

Zhuzhu smiled, nodded, and then patted Song Ziheng on the back. Song Ziheng squatted down, and Zhuzhu jumped up.

Song Ziheng stood up and said with Zhuzhu on his back, "Go back, it's getting late."

"Okay." Zhu Zhu obediently lay on Song Ziheng's back, and nodded.

……

at night.

Song Ziheng lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Thinking of the kiss during the day, and the little girl softly calling him Ah Heng, Song Ziheng blushed and couldn't help laughing.

He reached out and touched his lips, as if he could relive the scene through it again.

This night, Zhuzhu was also unable to sleep.

She hugged her pillow and was slowly in a daze, recalling every little bit of getting along with Song Ziheng.

Thinking of his own boldness tonight, he still finds it inconceivable.

"I'm really brave." Zhuzhu patted her hot face fiercely.

"How could I do something like that to Brother Ziheng? My God, what would he think of me? Would he think I'm casual?"

"No, brother Ziheng is not that kind of person."

"But, what if? Who knows what he's thinking?"

"So shy, so embarrassing!"

"Actually, there is no need to be embarrassed. Isn't it natural for me to do this? After all, I am his girlfriend."

……

(End of this chapter)