Chapter 52 That's It

Tong Huaer kissed her obediently.

It wasn't until her stomach growled again that Zong Beili let go of her and stared into her watery eyes, her sexy adam's apple sliding up and down.

"I really want to lock you in the house!"

He rubbed her back with his big, hot hands, and his low, hoarse voice spoke dangerously in her ear.

Tong Huaer shuddered and looked at him, his small face flushing red as fast as the naked eye could see.

The two of them lingered for a while longer. When they came out of the elevator, Tong Huaer realized that it was already nine o' clock in the evening, but it was not too late for the nightless city of Tianshui.

Zong Beili drove her to the mall. Tong Huaer sat in the car and called his classmates with his cell phone.

There was no class in the afternoon, and she was afraid that her teacher would catch her.

After making sure that the teacher didn't notice her absence, Tong Huaer breathed a sigh of relief and took his phone off his ear.

A man's voice sounded beside him, "What are you afraid of? Who dares not let you graduate?"

Tong Huaer was stunned and turned to look at him, her pink lips twitching.

As long as he gave her his name, of course no one dared not let her graduate, but the problem was that she did not intend to use him to open the back door for herself.

"Zong Beili, you... Can you... Don't be so excited in the future, at least you... Let me call you for leave first."

After a pause, Tong Huaer couldn't help but say.

Zongbei looked at the road with a straight face and said seriously, "That depends on how long I haven't seen you."

Tong Huaer was stunned, blushing and lowering his head. He stopped talking.

Soon, the car drove to the mall, under the zong family, where she bought shoes last time.

But this time, Zong Beili did not exaggerate to let people empty the mall. Tong Huaer was relieved that she did not want to be dressed as a christmas tree again.

When they arrived at the area selling women's clothing, zongbei took her into a counter with a light sign that made countless people look down upon her. The salesperson immediately walked over respectfully.

"Choose what you like." Zong Beili let go of her, didn't even look at the guide, and walked to the sofa to sit down.

"Miss, here are all our new models for the season. They are all limited edition worldwide. See if there's anything you like."

The salesperson looked at Tong Huaer enviously as she introduced him.

The last time Tong Huaer came to choose shoes, she had seen it. She didn't expect that she would still be by young master Zong's side in the past. What a good life!

There was soothing music in the shop. Tong Huaer looked at the dresses and chose a light blue dress, "Just this one."

"Give her that white miniskirt."

As soon as she finished speaking, a man's deep voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Tong Huaer was stunned and looked back at the sofa with a confused look. The shop assistant beside him had already picked up the miniskirt quickly.

"Is it too short?" Tong Huaer walked over and whispered.

Zong Beili raised his eyebrows and looked at her, his deep voice full of hints, "Short, but convenient."

Tong Huaer was shocked and her face turned red. She bit her lips and stared at him, not knowing what to say.

It was like an exploding kitten trying to scratch her, but its claws were cut bald again.

Zong Beili curled his lips, pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "I remember the first time I saw you, you were wearing a miniskirt. Your legs were good."

Tong Huaer blushed and suddenly thought of something. He looked at him and said, "No, I remember it was jeans."

She had been kidnapped for the first time in her life, and everything that happened that day was still in her mind.

"Not that day. Have you forgotten when I first met you?" Zong Beili's slender fingers played with a bunch of her long hair.

Tong Huaer was shocked. It took a few seconds for him to react. He looked at him with wide eyes and said, "You were talking about the time in the zong family's tea room? Can you still remember me?"

Wasn't he chinese medicine then? I can still remember how I looked when I saw her.

"What else?" Zong Beili raised his eyebrows and stared at her with his dark eyes, "Do you think I can make do with just pulling an ugly girl?"

It was true that he had been drugged, but when he saw her, it was her beautiful long legs that chose her.

Tong Huaer suddenly didn't know what to say. She finally understood why Zong Beili could find her so quickly.

So what if the reporters didn't get a picture of her? He remembered what she looked like!

"Miss, please follow me to the fitting room."

The shop guide came over and said respectfully.

Tong Huaer stood up, took the clothes and walked to the fitting room.

Zong Beili glanced at her back and said coldly, "Wrap up that blue dress."

The salesperson immediately became even more envious. He was just about to speak to Zong Beili, but the man had already lowered his head without any interest, and his sharp side face was frighteningly cold.

After a while, Tong Huaer came out of the fitting room. Zong beili glanced at her and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes.

As he had expected, the miniskirt was just right to expose her long, snow-white legs, and the green top made her delicate little face livelier, her long hair hanging behind her head, and her whole person exuded a youthful aura.

He was a little regretful, this set should be passed to him alone!

However, the traces of sovereignty on her snow-white neck made his unhappiness dissipate a little.

"Isn't it nice?"

Seeing that zong beili had been staring at her without saying a word and his face was still changing, Tong Huaer hesitated for a moment and turned around to change his clothes.

"Let's go!"

The man suddenly said.

"Ah?" She turned around.

Zong Beili had already got up and walked out. The shop assistant looked at her enviously. Tong Huaer was confused and had to take the bag from the shop assistant and chase after her.

"Zong Beili, wait for me... Ah!"

She did not expect the man to suddenly stop. She bumped her head against his hard back and covered her forehead in pain. Her small face was wrinkled into a bun.

"Tong Huaer, you can be a little more stupid." Zong Beili raised his eyebrows and stared at her.