Chapter 1173

Zhang Jintao came to the front of the car and looked inside the car through the rolled down window.

Inside the car, it's clean.

At the front of the car, there is a bottle of freshener, which makes the whole carriage smell fragrant.

In the position of the left door of the steering wheel, there is a paper towel box woven with very thin bamboo.

There are small bags of paper towels in the paper towel box. When you need to use paper towels when driving, you can take them with you.

In the back seat, there are two square pillows with exquisite workmanship.

The pillow is also embroidered with patterns, with words such as bon voyage, safe access and so on.

Zhang Jintao drives. He hasn't seen anyone's car with such a beautiful pillow in such a long time.

The car is also very clean without a trace of sand.

There are sand grains in the cars he used.

But this car, like a new one, doesn't have a grain of sand.

How can there be no sand in the car?

They'll bring in as much as they wear shoes.

Zhang Jintao looked up at Zhang Jundian in front of him: "whose childe's car?"

"She is not the son of someone's family." Zhang Jundian road.

Seeing Zhang Jintao's twinkling eyes, Zhang Jundian knew that he liked the car very much.

Their family is so well off that it's not easy to buy this car.

In Zhang Jintao's opinion, those who can buy this car naturally have some identity and some money.

But Tang Huai is not a man and is not a childe. Zhang Jundian's answer is not false.

Even if Tang Huai is a man, she doesn't call her son.

She is just a child who came out of a poor family in Shuanglong Village.

But Zhang Jintao doesn't believe it. He's not the son of anyone's family. He must get rich by his own ability.

Zhang Jintao looked around in front of the car for a few times. He suddenly thought of something and looked happy.

Looking at Zhang Jundian's eyes, he even twinkled: "can't it be a daughter of any family?"

Mrs. Zhang suddenly became nervous.

She looked at Zhang Jundian in surprise. Won't he fall in love?

Zhang Jundian is no longer the boy who didn't know how to hide his emotions.

He is now a calm young man whose mood doesn't show in his face.

Facing Zhang Jintao's expectation, he calmly and calmly hooked his lips: "Abba, you think too much."

I heard that Mrs. Zhang thought Zhang Jintao thought too much.

She stared at Zhang Jintao: "ah Dian said it was his former classmate, so don't guess."

After putting away her luggage, Mrs. Zhang politely sent her neighbors away.

At home, it's not easy to be quiet.

Zhang Jintao and his wife went back to their room and slept.

Wake up this night.

Zhang Jundian came down from upstairs in civilian clothes.

Mrs. Zhang is fiddling with the gifts she brought back from Kyoto.

Hearing the footsteps, Mrs. Zhang raised her eyes and looked over.

Zhang Jun hall, dressed in casual clothes, is full of vitality.

The short sleeved black hooded sweater and black casual trousers made his figure more slender.

When walking, his silky black hair will float gently with his steps.

"Ma." He gave a cry when he saw Mrs. Zhang.

The sound line is magnetic and the tone is fresh.

Under the thick eyelashes, there are a pair of dark eyes.

These eyes, like crystal obsidian, are clear and contain a kind of water tenderness.

Looking at her son becoming more and more handsome, Mrs. Zhang's heart is full of happiness and sweetness.

This feeling is like first love.

Mrs. Zhang's face was full of smiles. "I'm sorting out gifts."

"Can I help you?" Zhang Jundian went to the tea table and poured a glass of water.