MTL - Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied-Chapter 1032 Marriage is like fighting 8

When Cheng Zhi finished singing, there was a burst of warm applause.

Zhang Yufei looked at Cheng Zhiyan with a strange look. After all, the general manager, who was always high above him, suddenly began to sing the nursery rhymes tenderly, which made him difficult to accept for a while.

"Singing, can you let us in?" Cheng Zhiyan finished singing a nursery rhyme, and a touch of redness appeared on the fair-skinned, handsome cheeks.

"No!" There was another unanimous answer inside the door.

"We still have questions to ask you!" Zhuang Mengmeng shouted at Cheng Zhi with a throat inside the door: "A total of ten questions, all answered correctly, we can let you in!"

"What's the problem?" Cheng Zhiyan looked at the door in front of him and suddenly felt a little funny.

"Ahem, listen!" Zhuang Mengmeng cleared his throat inside the door and asked, "When were you and the bunny first kissed?"

"Hahahaha ..." There was a narrow laughter all around.

The expression on Cheng Zhiyan's face was a little uncomfortable. He lowered his head and thought for a minute, then his voice calmly replied toward Zhuang Mengmeng: "It was when she was thirteen years old."

"No!" Zhuang Mengmeng shouted at Cheng Zhiyan: "Bunny said it was when she was four years old, and she kissed you when she was four years old!"

"..."

Cheng Zhiyan said slightly, and then said a little funny: "Are you asking about kissing time? How can a child like a kiss be like a kiss?"

"Uh ... this ..." Zhuang Mengmeng hesitated, and looked back at Cheng Shitong. With her eyes motioning, she said loudly: "Well then, this one will barely count you. The second question, Cheng Zhiyan What's your favorite drink? "

"Orange juice." Cheng Zhiyan answered with certainty.

"No !!!! Our bunny said that your favorite drink is mineral water!" Zhuang Mengmeng continued to yell at the door.

"That was before ..." Cheng Zhiyan said a little uncomfortably, "Now ... I prefer to drink orange juice ..."

"Why?" Zhuang Mengmeng asked.

"Because ..." Cheng Zhiyan's eyes softened suddenly: "From childhood to old, she always likes to call my brother with orange juice, and always insists that I love to drink orange juice. Whenever I go out with her, she always I bought orange juice and handed it to me ... Later, when I went to college, she was not with me. When I went to buy a drink, she always involuntarily took orange juice, as if she was still standing behind her. "

"..."

Zhuang Mengmeng listened to this answer and turned to look at the bunny, but found that the latter was moving with a look on his face.

"Then ... forget it, this one barely counts for you." Zhuang Mengmeng reached out and grabbed his hair, shouting at him: "Next question, after marriage, your salary is A , All turned in, B, partly turned in, or C, never turned in? "

"A, all turned in." Cheng Zhiyan couldn't help but smile, his voice filled with a smile.

"Huh, the answer is good." Zhuang Mengmeng nodded, and continued to ask across the door: "If the rabbit is angry after marriage, you will A, no matter why the wife is angry, the wife is always right, B, angry about such things, just dry her for two days, which one do you choose? "

"A." Cheng Zhiyan smiled and shook his head.