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Chapter One Hundred and Fortieth

Chapter One Hundred and Fortieth Green Tea Tea One Hundred and Forty Days

    Hearing the man's low and pleasant voice, he was talking numb love words, Lin Xiaocha tightened the phone tightly, it was undeniable that she was pleased.

    After a moment of silence, Lin Xiaocha pursed her lips and said bluntly: "Boss Zhou, I seriously doubt that you are not going on a business trip, but secretly running to the Love Talk Class. It's still the Rustic Love Talk Class."

    Zhou Mingze: "..."

    Capturing the main point of the little girl's words, he curled his lips slightly, "You still call me Boss Zhou? Miss Lin, do you want to change your words?" Lin Xiaocha was

    used to calling him 'Boss Zhou', and when he said that, Suddenly I don't know what to call him.

    The full name seems a bit deliberate.

    What about Mingze? it's wired.

    Mr. Zhou? too distant.

    Boy friend? not good too.

    After thinking for a while, Lin Xiaocha still didn't think of a suitable title, and she asked back: "Let me change my mouth? Bring me the change fee first."

    Zhou Mingze hummed: "Yes, I'll give it to you."

    Soon, Zhou Mingze I sent her a red envelope named Change Fee on WeChat, Lin Xiaocha instantly ordered it to receive, and whispered, "It's almost the same."

    "But what do I call you?" Lengthening the ending, "Then call you Zhou Lao - head?"

    "..." Zhou Mingze's forehead was full of black lines, and seemed to be unacceptable for a while, he emphasized, "I am your boyfriend, I am the old man, you What is it?"

    Lin Xiaocha was triumphant, her eyes rolled, and she said, "I'm sorry, I'm twenty years old this year, I'm six years younger than you. So—"

    "Oh, you are saying that my old cow eats tender grass, indeed, I admit it." Zhou Mingze narrowed his eyes and said in a regretful tone, "Unfortunately, without a time machine, I can't get younger. Miss Lin, you can only Let's get to it first, I'm an old man six years older than you."

    "That old man Zhou, you always have a very clear position on yourself," Lin Xiaocha seemed to be addicted, she counted with her fingers, "Look, we are six years apart, and rounding up is that you are ten years older than me. , If we are standing together, if we don't know, others will think you are my dad."

    "...You are doing arithmetic?" Zhou Mingze's dark eyes sank, he lowered his voice and called her name, "You Are you sure you want to call my father, eh?"

    Hearing this, Lin Xiaocha instantly thought of the popular memes on the Internet, and she scolded him: "Idiot."

    Zhou Mingze leaned back on the chair, he clicked his tongue, as if he didn't know. Intentionally, he asked, "Where am I not serious?"

    Lin Xiaocha's cheeks were hot, and she said in a sullen voice, "You are not serious."

    Zhou Mingze laughed softly, as if speaking in an air voice: "Only for you. I'm not serious. And you said that you will be responsible for me. I am an elderly man, and once it is sold, it will not be returned."

    Lin Xiaocha curled her lips, she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, and said lazily. : "I didn't expect you to be so glib." The

    old man was hiding deep enough.