Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 1230 Shi Luo, you are mine

  The next day, Zong Zhan prepared to take Shi Luo to Myanmar in advance.

  Some people are uninterested, pretending not to see Zong Zhan's dark complexion, and insisting on going together.

There are two ignorant people, Gu Chen and Bai Yan, plus four men of the Chinese zodiac.

  In this way, the two-person world becomes the animal world.

  The temperature in Myanmar in late April is relatively high, similar to midsummer in the north of the country.

  After the group arrived, they checked into the Governor's Mansion Resort Hotel.

  At noon, Zong Zhan refused Bai Yan's lunch invitation on the grounds of healing his injuries, and then took Siluo to the mall.

  The weather is hot, and Shi Luo is clamoring to go shopping for clothes. This requires Zong Zhan to be able to satisfy naturally.

   "Which of these two looks good?"

  Luxury store, Shi Luo picked up two long skirts of the same style and different colors to ask Zong Zhan’s opinion.

  The man picked up the thin shoulder straps, and said insincerely: "They all look ugly."

   Seeing that he didn’t change his face, Shi Luo believed it to be true, put down the skirt and picked up a bright yellow tube top and tight skirt, "this?"

  Zong Zhan pursed his lips, "Ugly."

   Xi Luo constricted her eyebrows to hold back his desire to frustrate him, and continued to pull the clothes in the showcase.

  A few seconds later, the man walking behind her suddenly said, "Boa, this is good."

   Xi Luo turned around expectantly, saw the clothes in Zong Zhan's hand, and activated the poison tongue skill expressionlessly, "What is the difference between me and Taoist aunt when I wear it?"

  Zong Zhan shook the hanger, "Try it, I think it's good."

  It was a straight skirt with brown ankles.

  No waist, no style, old-fashioned color, straight up and down like a bucket.

  Silo has never been so speechless in her life. She pinched her waist and smiled angrily, "Your aesthetics are all on my body, right?"

  He has a good vision of choosing women, and his vision of choosing clothes...not even a dog.

  Zong Zhan advances by retreat, "People are beautiful and look good in everything."

   "Don't even think about it." Silo grabbed the hanger and hung it on the railing again, "I might as well put on a sack in it."

  Zong Zhan's thick eyebrows frowned slightly. Seeing the woman grabbed three gorgeous and fashionable skirts and walked into the dressing room, it was too late to stop.

  In just a few minutes, the locker room door was opened.

  Xiluo gracefully walked to the mirror, pulling her hair for a while, pulling her skirt for a while, and fell in Zong Zhan's eyes, almost squeezing her head.

  In the sofa area of ​​the store, there are still two or three men sitting, all of whom seem to accompany their women to buy clothes.

  And their eyes all stayed on Shi Luo, looking unscrupulously.

   Shi Luo's figure is very well-proportioned, thin but not woody, with excellent charm, especially the long legs under the skirt, which are the most eye-catching.

  Zong Zhan came to her and cleverly blocked the eyes of other men, "It's too short."

   "I didn't let you wear it again." Shi Luo looked at the effect left and right, "If the aesthetics is not good, please be quiet."

  Zong Zhan is quiet.

  But it's hard to calm down.

  This woman is too **** recruiting to let go, her temperament is noble and outstanding, and her figure is not an exaggeration.

  Zong Zhan is upset, very upset, afraid of being snatched by others, and even more afraid of her cheating.

  She does have the capital to play with men.

  For nearly two hours, Silo finally got tired.

  At the checkout, Zong Zhan naturally took out a bank card from the wallet and handed it to the counter.

   Xi Luo blinked, looking at Zong Zhan inexplicably, and forgot to speak.

   "What?" The man noticed her gaze, and the motion of handing the card paused, "I haven't bought enough?"

   Shi Luo looked at the bank card, "Are you checking out?"

   "Is there a problem?" Zong Zhan handed the card to the cashier, squinting at her weird face, "I'm going to line up for you to spend money?"

  Siluo curled her lips, leaning on the counter and faintly said: "That's not necessary, you are the only one."

  Zong Zhan raised his thick eyebrows with difficulty, "Your ex-boyfriends are really good for searching."

   Silo didn't say a word, playing with the decorations on the counter in a jealousy, but Yu Guang secretly looked at the man next to her.

  The reason why this feeling is amazing is that no man has ever actively paid for Silo's consumption.

  She is too independent, too proud, just a few pieces of clothes can be millions, which will make many men who have less financial resources feel embarrassed and get away.

  Zong Zhan is the only exception in Silo's emotional world.

  ……

  At one o'clock in the afternoon, Zong Zhan returned all the shopping bags to the car, and then took Siluo to the nearest western restaurant for dinner.

  The two walked hand in hand to the door of the restaurant and ran into four acquaintances as soon as they pushed the door.

  Bai Yan and Gu Chen, Su Moshi and Wu Minmin.

  At that moment, the atmosphere was quite embarrassing.

  Bai Yan held a toothpick at the corner of his mouth, and a playful sneer in his eyes.

  Zong Zhan calmly responded, "Well, you should be confessing the wrong person."

  Everyone: "..."

  Otherwise, Zong Zhan is indeed invincible on this road of not being a human being.

  After a few people chatted briefly, Bai Yan led them out of the restaurant first.

  Zong Zhan accompanied Shi Luo to enjoy the rare two-person world. Although his face was a bit stinky, he patiently sliced ​​steaks and peeled lobsters for the opposite woman.

  Time flickered, and it was evening.

  The two returned to the hotel, Shi Luo took off her shoes and collapsed on the sofa, "Coffee..."

  Zong Zhan brought coffee to take out and brought it to her, "I will put some water for you, it will be more comfortable to take a bath."

   "It's right."

   Hearing the sound, Zong Zhan licked his posterior molars and teased, “It’s really enough to spoil you for three days.”

   Xi Luo took a sip of coffee and narrowed fox eyes comfortably, "You regret it?"

   "No regrets." Zong Zhan leaned over and kissed her red lips fiercely, "Extremely happy."

  Siluo didn’t really want to call him. She put the coffee cup on the coffee table, holding the man’s shoulder, and suggested: “Wait for a while and then put the water in, go shopping for an afternoon, and lie down together.”

  Zong Zhan curled his lips without a trace, sat down on his side, and said, "Go to bed and lie down?"

   "Can't walk."

  Zong Zhan chuckles and hugs her sideways. He has long been accustomed to Shi Luo's boring little taste.

  In the bedroom of the suite, Zong Zhan opened the door and walked in with the woman in his arms.

  Siluo lay lazily in his arms, looking at the man's profile intently with radiant eyes, "Sir, is it suitable for you to be so anxious?"

  Zong Zhan's footsteps stopped by the bed, his eyes were smiling, and there was scorching heat in his eyes, "I can see it?"

   "You can't tell if you are blind."

  Zong Zhan didn't let go of her, but lowered her handsome face, and asked her in a dumb voice, "Can you do it? Give me a good word."

   Shi Luo kicked her calf, "It's still nonsense at this time, are you really...hmm."

   Men can’t hear the word ‘no’. What’s more, Zong Zhan deliberately brought her to Burma, because he didn’t want her to be in the old building of Baiyan’s house.

  This is his first time, and also their first time.

  Can't be hasty, let alone wronged her regardless of occasion.

  He didn't have time to participate in the past, but in the future, Shi Luo can only have Zong Zhan.

  When this thought flashed through my mind, the two happened to merge into one.

   Shi Luo's muffled hum with tears, and some strange touch, directly stunned Zong Zhan, and even his pupils seemed to have an earthquake.

  He had imagined thousands of scenes with Shi Luo, but everything that happened before him did not belong to one of these thousands.

  Si Luo is the first time to be clean.

  This cognition crossed his mind, Zong Zhan’s eye sockets suddenly became hot, and the indescribable emotions rushed into his chest.

  The man hugged her motionlessly, his voice trembling, "Silo..."

   "Huh?" With tears still hanging on the corners of her eyes, Shi Luo patted the man's handsome face in disbelief, "You actually call me by name instead of me baby? You..."

   Shi Luo felt very wronged, a little bit of aggrieved wanting to make heaven and earth.

   "Bo'er." Zong Zhan pressed her lips to call her, "Why didn't you say it before?"

  If he knew this was her first time, he wouldn't be so impulsive.

   Shi Luo wiped the corners of her eyes, "Have you asked me?"

  Indeed, he never asked because he was preconceived.

  At this moment, no matter how much words were said, Zong Zhan held her face, kissed the tears from the corner of her eye, and murmured: "It's great, Shi Luo, you are mine. It's great..."

  　6000+, ask for a ticket~

  　　PS: Zong Zhan Xiluo, I will write as much as possible.

  (End of this chapter)