Chapter 70 Damn Man

Zhang Ziqing left in a hurry, and Lin Huazhi followed him with a little gasp.

"Young master, I can't walk anymore." Wearing a heavy cotton-padded coat, it was inconvenient to move. When she was about to get to the door, Lin Huazhi couldn't walk.

Zhang Ziqing stopped and looked back at Lin Huazhi.

Lin Huazhi exhaled and looked at him when he was panting. Seeing that Zhang Ziqing's face was gloomy and unhappy.

"Are you unhappy?" Why was the person who was fine before not happy at once? Lin Huazhi didn't know what was wrong with Zhang Ziqing.

"Huazhi, I don't like that man." After a long time, Zhang Ziqing said breathlessly.

Lin Huazhi was slightly stunned: "Why?" Zhang Ziqing was talking about Yan Shaobai, but the two of them met for the first time, and they didn't feel anything.

"No, I don't like it anyway." Zhang Ziqing frowned and pouted, but was unhappy.

Lin Huazhi laughed and didn't pay attention to it. She patted his shoulder and whispered like coaxing the child, "Okay, okay, you'll cook delicious food for you later."

Zhang Ziqing still tightened his face and didn't say anything. He looked at Lin Huazhi and wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth and were swallowed back by him.

Zhang Ziqing suddenly reached out and held Lin Huazhi tightly in his arms and said uneasily, "Huazhi, you can't leave me."

Lin Huazhi didn't hear what he said at all. Zhang Ziqing's sudden hug shocked her. She hurriedly wanted to push him away. This was on the street, not at home. If she let outsiders see it, she didn't know what to say.

Feering Lin Huazhi pushing him, Zhang Ziqing took the opportunity to let go of his hand. Seeing that Lin Huazhi blushed, he only held her hand tightly and repeated: "Huazhi, don't leave me."

This time, Lin Huazhi finally heard Zhang Ziqing's words clearly.

But what does he mean?

Lin Huazhi obviously felt Zhang Ziqing's uneasiness. She didn't know why he was like this. Looking at Zhang Ziqing's face and serious, Lin Huazhi couldn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing more and more pedestrians on the street, many people looked at them curiously.

Lin Huazhi put on his tight clothes and whispered, "Go home." She let go of her hand and walked forward with her head down.

Zhang Ziqing followed her silently, and the two went home one after the other.

The wet nurse asked Bai Gu to go out to have fun together, and Lin was the only one at home.

"Why did you come back? Didn't you go to the temple fair?" After Lin finished asking, he looked up and saw that there was no smile on Lin Huazhi and Zhang Ziqing's faces, and immediately felt something was wrong.

Lin Huazhi sat on the kang and didn't look at Zhang Ziqing, but she was flustered. It was fine before, why did you suddenly feel uncomfortable? She doesn't know what's wrong with her.

Zhang Ziqing sat down next to Lin Huazhi, with anxiety on his face. From time to time, he raised his eyes and secretly looked at Lin Huazhi, with uneasiness in his eyes.

Lin's eyes turned back and forth between the two, as if he wanted to see any difference, but after looking at them for a long time, he couldn't figure out what had happened to the two people. Looking at Zhang Ziqing, his face became worse and worse, and he looked like he was going to cry.

Lin's heart was stunned. Shouldn't Lin Huazhi scold Zhang Ziqing? Once this idea came out and looked at the expressions of the two, Lin was more and more sure of her conjecture in her heart.

Lin couldn't help staring at Lin Huazhi, not to mention the festive atmosphere of the New Year. In addition, Zhang Ziqing is still a guest or the young master of the Zhang family. Even if Lin Huazhi is unhappy, she can't curse.

Lin took a piece of steamed cake from the table and handed it to Zhang Ziqing: "Young master, you are hungry. Eat something to put it on the bottom. I'll give you dumplings."

Zhang Ziqing has been hungry for a long time. Since he got up, he has not eaten anything and smelled the smell of steamed cake. He only felt uncomfortable in his stomach and couldn't help swallowing it. But he looked at Lin Huazhi and didn't dare to reach out to pick it up.

When Lin saw Zhang Ziqing's appearance, she believed that Lin Huazhi had said unpleasant words to Zhang Ziqing. Lin raised his foot and kicked Lin Huazhi without a trace. When the latter raised his head, Lin looked at Zhang Ziqing.

Lin Huazhi turned her head and saw Zhang Ziqing looking at her pitifully. Her already depressed heart softened. Looking at the steamed cake in Lin's hand, she laughed and said softly, "Eat it quickly. This smell should be the jujube cake brought by Bai Gu from the house. It can't be eaten outside."

With this sentence, Zhang Ziqing took the steamed cake handed over by Lin, thought about it, and handed it to Lin Huazhi.

Lin Huazhi shook her head, reached out to take a piece, took a bite, and looked at Zhang Ziqing with a smile.

When Zhang Ziqing saw Lin Huazhi smile at him, he breathed a long sigh of relief and hurriedly sent the hot steamed cake to his mouth.

Lin was relieved to see that the two were as good as before. Lin smiled and said, "I'll make dumplings for you. I'll eat them later. I'll go out to play. On the first day of the Chinese New Year, I won't stay at home."

Looking at Lin's out of the house, Zhang Ziqing came closer and whispered, "Huazhi, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Lin Huazhi shook her head. She was not angry with Zhang Ziqing. She was angry with herself. Seeing Zhang Ziqing's mouth stained with cakes, she took a veil from her arms to help him wipe it, and then whispered, "Thank you, Zhang Ziqing."

Zhang Ziqing may not understand why she said thank you, but Lin Huazhi was very grateful to him in his heart, because he let her know that there were still people in the world who would worry about her and be afraid that she would disappear. This feeling of being needed is strange, but it is very warm.

Zhang Ziqing looked sideways at her, and his face seemed to be asking why he wanted to say thank you. Lin Huazhi couldn't help laughing and raised his hand to gently twist his face: "Zhang Ziqing, I won't leave you."

Zhang Ziqing stared at Lin Huazhi, and the sunlight coming in from the window softly hit her face. The red window flower seemed to dye her face red, and the smile hanging at the corners of her mouth was warm and bright. Zhang Ziqing only felt that her heart suddenly beat fast, as if something hit her heart.

He did not hesitate at all. He lowered his head and kissed Lin Huazhi.

The soft touch was more than any imagination. Zhang Ziqing only felt something roaring in his mind, like a lightning struck him, and his body suddenly warmed up. He was desperate to hold Lin Huazhi in his arms.

The steamed cake held by Lin Huazhi in her hand fell on the kang. At this time, she felt nothing. She just opened her eyes in panic and looked at Zhang Ziqing in front of her. After a while, her slightly open mouth was convenient for Zhang Ziqing. Lin Huazhi only felt his tongue quietly lean over, and then gently entangled it.

The squeezed chest stuck to Zhang Ziqing's chest. Lin Huazhi could feel the tightness of her body. She wanted to push Zhang Ziqing, but she was held tighter by him. The heat on Zhang Ziqing's body shocked her, but all her senses were concentrated on her entangled lips.

Zhang Ziqing's kiss was astringent and clumsy. He didn't know what to do. He desperately grabbed Lin Huazhi's red lips and described and touched them with the tip of his tongue.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Huazhi's originally tight body slowly softened. She leaned weakly in Zhang Ziqing's arms, her eyes were confused, and she had no strength at all.

Finally, Zhang Ziqing raised his head slightly, and the fresh air surged over. Lin Huazhi breathed heavily and looked up at Zhang Ziqing. The latter's face was red, but his eyes were particularly bright.

"You..."

This damn man, before Lin Huazhi said everything, Zhang Ziqing rushed up again and swallowed all the words behind her.