Chapter 10 Run for What?

That jade clasp was only worth six million?

Tong Huaer took a deep breath, which meant that she paid five times more for the jade buckles!

The man in front of him was about to speak when Tong Huaer suddenly turned around and ran away.

Zong Beili hadn't come down yet, so she stood anxiously by the car door and waited.

Not long after, a group of people appeared on the road ahead. When they saw the man walking in front of them, Tong Huaer ran all the way and saw that Zong Beili was still two or three seconds away. Suddenly, she tripped!

"Ah!"

The pain in her premonition did not come, and her body fell into a warm embrace.

Zong Beili pulled her up and frowned, "What are you running for? Is someone chasing you?"

All around were Zong Beili's people. Tong Huaer took a breath and looked at him with a red face, "Zong Beili, that pair of jade buckles is only worth six million!"

So she came here for this, feeling uneasy because she had spent too much of his money?

Zong Beili disdainfully pulled the corners of her lips, wrapped her body in his arms, and led her to the luxury car, "Six million? It's only worth five million at best."

"...

Tong Huaer looked up in shock.

When she got back to the villa, Zong Beili was gone. It was not until the night before she went to bed that Huaer, the child, had not seen him again. It was only then that she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Zong Beili was thinking too much. Tong Huaer didn't care about money for him at all.

She was afraid that he would count the extra money on her. That money might not be worth much to Zong Beili, but it was a huge sum for tong Huaer. He might not make that much money in his life.

At night, no maid asked her to go to Zong Beili's room. Tong Huaer closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

Tong Huaer, who was still asleep, was shaken awake. She opened her eyes and a maid said to her, "Get up, young master Zong is back. I want to see you now!"

Tong Huaer was startled, nodded, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and walked to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Tong Huaer was standing in the luxurious bathroom with a towel in his hand, his awkward hands not knowing where to put them.

"What are you standing there for? Give me a bath and sleep with me for a while." Zong Beili turned his back to her and a cold command sounded in the bathroom.

Tong Huaer's face turned red and his voice stuttered, "You, you, you, you can't wash yourself, can't you?"

"Can I rub my back myself?" Zong Beili looked back at her.

"Why rub your back? Don't all of you rich people have massages? Massage or something..."

The louder Tong Huaer spoke, the less he knew what he was talking about.

She would rather find a masseuse for zong beili than rub his back.

"You can?" Zong Beili glanced at her with disdain. Seeing that she was still standing, her face was as red as a tomato, and her patience was running out, she simply pulled her over!

"Ah!"

Tong Huaer couldn't help falling into the bathtub, causing a huge splash. Fortunately, the bathtub was big enough. She choked on a few mouthfuls of water, but did not hit it.

"Ahem... Bah, bah, bah..."

Zong Beili leaned against the bathtub and looked at her with raised eyebrows. After being tormented by her, his exhaustion from working overtime all night was relieved.

"Tong Huaer, do you know how many people want to have a bath with me and can't drink it? How dare you despise it?"

Tong Huaer looked up at him speechlessly and waved his hand, "Thank you. I really don't want to drink!"

The thought of swallowing a mouthful of water just now made her feel bad and her stomach cramped...

The wet shirt pressed against her, revealing a seductive curve. Zong Beili's eyes darkened a little, but he wasn't in a hurry. He had time to savor her today.

"Come and rub my back!" Zongbei glanced at her sharply. When he turned around, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of Tong Huaer's face. He frowned and said coldly, "Tong Huaer, what do you want to do? I warn you! Don't throw up! If you dare..."

"Ouch!"

The answer to Zong Beili was Tong Huaer's violent vomit!

Fifteen minutes later.

Tong Huaer was sitting on the big bed with a towel wrapped around her head, and Zong Beili was sitting on the sofa not far away in a black bathrobe. His extremely unhappy handsome face stared at her gloomily, and the air in the room was so low that it was hard to breathe.

The servants came in and out of the room. Not long after, Butler stood respectfully by the sofa and said, "Third young master, the bathroom has been cleaned and the bathtub has been replaced."

"Got it!" Zong Beili's cold voice had no warmth at all.

Butler immediately bowed respectfully and turned to leave quickly.

It was just a vomit. Did you have to change the bathtub?

Tong Huaer, with his head down, curled his lips and began to feel uncomfortable in the quiet room.

"You still feel very dissatisfied?" Zong Beili's cold voice suddenly sounded.

Tong Huaer shuddered and looked up at him. His eyes flashed and he said, "I... I didn't vomit because I drank your bath water!"

Speaking of this, Tong Huaer's face changed again, frowned, and suppressed the surging vomiting in his heart.

"You dare to throw up again!" Zong Beili's cold voice suddenly rose and his handsome face stared at her fiercely, "Tong Huaer, throw up again and I'll throw you out!"

He has a clean fetish. He bathes several times a day. Is he that dirty? Even a small gulp would make her spit it out?!

Tong Huaer looked at him, gritted his teeth, and asked carefully, "You do what you say, and throw me out when I throw up?"

Then she was really willing to throw up again!

"Give it a try!" Zongbei shouted at her, "Do you want to leave here? I'll satisfy you right away! How about asking you to leave like that woman in the morning?"

Not much.

Tong Huaer bit his lip, lowered his head, and did not speak.

She sat there with her eyebrows lowered, like a little punching bag. Zong Beili stared at her for a while, and her anger strangely subsided.

"Tong Huaer!" He called her, his deep voice full of magnetism.

"... Tong Huaer looked up.

"You brushed your teeth?" Zong Beili stared at her warily with his dark eyes.

Tong Huaer paused, nodded, and raised a small hand, "As you requested, five times!"

She brushed so hard that the skin in her mouth almost fell off.

"Then come here!" He said like a gift.

Tong Huaer looked at him, walked over, and was pulled into his arms by Zong Beili.

"Ah! Hmm..."

She let out a cry of surprise and was suddenly sealed by him. A strong breath surrounded her, and the tip of her tongue invaded her mouth aggressively, kissing every inch of it...