Do not go to the galaxy

Chapter 146

Xiang Wan untimely recalled the images left in his mind after being drunk that day, and then his heart began beating crazily, and continued to heat up, his cheeks were flushed with a faint blush.

She almost blurted out, wanting to ask Zuo Xingyun if he...kissed her that day, but she still couldn't ask when the words came to her lips, she always felt that it was impossible, if she really asked, it would be embarrassing for a while It's over.

It just so happened that Mama Zhang came over with fresh fruit: "Second Lord, do you want to stay for dinner tonight?"

Zuo Xingyun said in a joking tone, "Of course I have to eat. The last time I let the pigeons go because of something, she tore my room up. If I don't make it up, there might be some trouble."

Mama Zhang laughed 'giggling', and Xiang Wan clasped her hands tightly on the edge of the table in embarrassment. Why did Zuo Xingyun treat her as a temper tantrum no matter what she did?

She protested softly: "I'm not a child anymore..."

Zuo Xingyun suddenly said seriously: "Indeed, you are not a child anymore. '

Xiang Wan couldn't sit still anymore and fled back to the studio.

Niannian, that silly cat who didn't live up to expectations, stuck to Zuo Xingyun's side and didn't follow her.

Zuo Xingyun, one person and one cat, was busy with his notebook under the rose shelf, talking on the phone from time to time, even on weekends.

The hot summer passed quietly, the days were short, and the sky darkened early.

At the dinner table, Xiang Wan mixed rice with soup with a spoon, and Zuo Xingyun patted the back of his hand: "Eating like this is not good for the stomach."

Xiang Wan complained silently in his heart that he was being too lenient, but he didn't continue to do so.

Zuo Xingyun said that he will move back in winter.

Xiang Wan was startled for a moment: "Then which room do you live in?"

There are only three rooms on the second floor, one is her parents' bedroom, one is her bedroom, and Zuo Xingyun's is converted into a studio by her...

Zuo Xingyun had a bit of resentment between his eyebrows: "In order to make room for the flowers of your motherland to grow well, I live on the third floor. No one cares about you, you dare to go to the bar to order male models."

When Zhang Ma heard this, she was shocked: "Ah?! Miss, when did it happen?!"

Xiang Wan wanted to cover Zuo Xingyun's mouth, and her first reaction was to drag him into the water: "Then he's a bit of a woman! Sister Nian'an and I have called each other several times, and it's not as expensive as him!"

Mama Zhang said no for a while, and she didn't say no, she usually took the role of half mother to control Xiangwan, but she really couldn't care about Zuo Xingyun, and she didn't dare to.

Zuo Xingyun didn't feel guilty at all: "I did it for work, to satisfy clients, and you are purely looking for fun, can it be the same?"

"You speak too much!"

Xiang Wan could only raise her voice to gain the upper hand. She didn't think there was anything wrong with that kind of behavior. In her opinion, it was just to have fun and find some people to have fun with.

At that time, she knew that Zuo Xingyun was feasting and feasting there, and she was just a little surprised that he still had such a side, and also... dissatisfied with his agreement to come back for dinner and release pigeons, for fun.

Now that she knew that it was because of his work that day, she didn't want to worry about it. Who knew that he would dare to say it, and even said it in front of Mama Zhang!

The result can be imagined, what followed was Zhang Ma's endless rambling: "Miss, that kind of place is not good, you are a little girl, why do you go to that kind of place? The second master is a big man, after all, he will not The ones who suffer are also for work, the nature is different, you can't go in the future..."

Xiang Wan looked unlovable, but Zuo Xingyun smiled brightly.

This meal was quite a 'taste', Xiang Wan didn't taste the taste of the food, only knew that Zhang Mama's nagging made her scalp tingle, which was more painful than eating a lot of spicy millet.

(End of this chapter)