Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Zhou Zihao turned around, took off his clothes, threw them to the ground, and walked towards her.

"Don't come over here, or I'll call the police." She threatened. When Zhou Zihao saw her refusal, he felt secretly unhappy and said, "We are an old married couple. If you call the police, who will care about you?"

Qingqing took half a step back and looked at him warily.

She turned around and wanted to run away, but Zhou Zihao blocked her way and asked her, "Where are you going?"

"I'll set up a fortune-telling stall and find a rich woman to support you." She said it very confidently, as if fortune-telling could really make money.

When Zhou Zihao saw her turning around, he held out the "fortune-telling" flagpole, and he felt a headache.

When he saw her carrying a bag and wearing sunglasses, she went out and left immediately, leaving Zhou Zihaosheng standing there helplessly, staring at her path and saying, "Damn, what's going on?"

I used to think I was quite attractive, what happened now?

I still couldn't figure it out, so I opened a bottle of beer, took two sips, fell down on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling and said, "Am I short of money?"

Thinking of this, he got dressed and chased out.

I watched her moving the table from a distance, sitting on the roadside wearing sunglasses and shouting, "It's a fortune teller. It's not free of charge. Don't miss it when you pass by."

Zhou Zihao took out a cigarette, lit it, took a long puff, and leaned aside to watch.

After a while, I saw a man who looked like a gangster passing by. When he saw her, he came up to tease her and said, "Little sister, do you want to tell your fortune? Let me tell you when you can get a wife."

She didn't react, so he held her hand, touched it carefully, and said, "My hands are quite tender. How about you come back with me and be my wife?"

Qingqing sat there calmly, not panicking when he saw that he was teasing her.

"Okay." She said, packed her things, and when she stood up, she grabbed a handful of chili powder and pressed it on his face, saying, "Does it feel good?"

That man didn't expect her to be so poisonous when she looked at Sven!

He swiped at her with his backhand, but Qingqing kicked him with her feet. She chased him with the flagpole and started to swipe at him, saying, "I let you tease me, I let you tease me."

The more he yelled, the harder he hit him, making Zhou Zihao in the dark shrink his neck.

"Ahem." When Zhou Zihao saw this scene, he felt as if he had saved his life. He pretended not to see it because he was smoking, but he heard footsteps.

Qingqing walked towards him carrying the fortune-telling flagpole. When she passed by him, she looked back and stared at him deeply.

Zhou Zihao stood there, his fingertips shaking several times. When he saw her passing by, his look in his eyes made him want to run away, but he heard her sweetly say: "Major Zhou, where are you going so late?"

"..." Zhou Zihao was stunned.

"Go home." Qingqing yelled at him.

Looking at her retreating back, Zhou Zihao had no idea what was going on. She used to be as gentle as water, but why did she look like a different person now?

Was he wrong, or was there something wrong with her?

Although he thought so, Zhou Zihao did not dare to neglect and followed her with his feet up.

"Here." She said, threw the money on the coffee table, took out her mobile phone, looked at the time, and said to him: "I went out and counted my fortune for half an hour, and you smoked three cigarettes."

"And I earned six hundred yuan. No matter what, you will be the loser. I have no problem raising you." She said.

Zhou Zihao was completely confused. He didn't know why she was talking about this, so he boldly asked: "Why do you suddenly want to make money to support me?"

"Didn't you say you haven't touched me for three months? I made money for you, and from now on, you will be my pretty boy. Hey, where is the bed? Should I drag you up, or should you climb up on your own?" she said. .