Chapter 65 Sour

His stomach felt a little uncomfortable after drinking the wine, but the faint fragrance of her body made him feel much better.

Tong Huaer was stunned and dared not move again.

After a long time, this position became a little uncomfortable, but when she heard the man's even breathing above her head, she gave up the request to change her position.

Zong Beili seems to be asleep. Forget it, let him rest.

Half an hour later, the luxury car stopped downstairs. Just as Tong Huaer was about to wake Zong Beili up, he suddenly noticed a tremor in his chest behind him.

"Get out of the car!" A man's voice sounded above her head and her slender body was pushed away.

Tong Huaer's mouth twitched. He wasn't asleep?

After getting out of the car, Tong Huaer followed the man to the unit door. He lowered his head and frowned slightly. He gently rubbed his hands on his shoulders.

Just now, Zong Beili's chin was pressed against his shoulder, and this area was hurting like it had been pricked by a needle.

"What's wrong?" Zong Beili suddenly turned his head to look at her. Although he only had a short rest, his face was not as tired as before.

"It hurts a little." Tong Huaer looked at him and whispered, pinching his shoulder.

Zongbei glanced at her sharply and pulled her into his arms. Tong Huaer exclaimed and suddenly noticed a large hand rubbing her shoulder.

"Ah! Zong Beili! Don't... Don't... Ah, it's so uncomfortable..."

His strength was completely different from hers. He rubbed his big hand so hard in the numb place that an indescribable feeling suddenly came over her shoulder. She only wanted to take it off, but she didn't notice how much her voice made people misunderstand you.

"Little disaster, shut up!" Zong Beili said with a grim face.

Although her tone and expression were all wrong, she was still able to respond to her strange voice.

"Then don't touch my shoulder." Tong Huaer reached out to block his hand.

At that moment, the elevator door opened, and she quickly ran in with her back pressed against the wall, looking at him as if she was afraid that he would come again.

Zong Beili walked over and gave her a deep glance. She couldn't run away today anyway. He wasn't in a hurry for a few minutes.

"Coo, coo."

In the quiet elevator, a strange voice suddenly sounded.

Tong Huaer was startled and her face turned red. Zong beili looked at her and raised his eyebrows, "Hungry?"

"Yes." She nodded.

I haven't eaten anything all night, so I'm hungry.

"Didn't you eat anything tonight?"

Suddenly thinking of something, the man frowned and said.

Tong Huaer looked at him and nodded again, "Yes."

"Why don't you have dinner?" Zong Beili frowned even tighter and glanced at her, "Lose weight?"

What about losing weight? It wasn't because she was waiting for him to tell her and didn't know when he was coming out that she didn't have dinner.

Tong Huaer looked at zong beili speechlessly. Suddenly, he was taken into his arms by a man. Just as the elevator door opened, he took her and walked out.

A low voice sounded above her head, "They're all as thin as a monkey. What's the point of losing weight? Little disaster star, if you dare to shrink your body, believe it or not, I will beat you!"

Liu Fei would sometimes lose weight on a diet for a day without even taking a sip of water. He thought Tong Huaer was the same, and when he thought of her weak and unruly waist, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

They opened the door and walked in. He pressed her against the wall and stared at her, "Speak! Did you hear what I just said?"

"Got it."

Tong Huaer replied feebly. Fortunately, Nanny Wu was not home today, or else he would have thought they were quarreling.

She's not fat at all, so why should she lose weight?

Tong Huaer was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back. Zong Beili stared at her for a while. Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, he snorted coldly and let her go to the bedroom.

Looking at the man's long and muscular back, Tong Huaer raised his eyebrows and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Although Nanny Wu was not at home, the fridge was full of ingredients, but she was too hungry to wait to make a big meal, so she cooked a delicious Yangzhou fried rice.

Tong Huaer took the fried rice to the dining room and put a small cartoon bowl on the coffee table in the living room. He looked at the man sitting on the sofa and said, "Here, I just made this. You should drink it soon."

"What is it?" Zongbei glanced at the bowl of black water and frowned with disgust.

"Hangover soup." Tong Huaer said cheerfully, looking at Zong Beili, "Isn't it uncomfortable for you to drink so much? I just searched the internet for hangover soup and made you a bowl."

The first time she did it, she didn't know if it was good or not, but it was done according to the steps. It shouldn't be bad, right?

Zong Beili looked at her with disgust and a slight frown. A flash of emotion flashed through his eyes.

He did not speak.

There was no sound in the living room.

Tong Huaer's delicate little face gradually stiffened. He looked at him and said awkwardly, "What... What's wrong? Don't you want to drink? Then I'll take it away."

She didn't know Zong Beili's taste, but she only thought that it might be better to have some soup to drink at the meeting when she saw how upset he was. But looking at the dark water in front of her, Tong Huaer also felt that he was too mindless.

Zong Beili was a man of high standards, and he usually ate all kinds of food. With this bowl of black soup in front of him, I'm afraid he really couldn't drink it.

Just as she reached out to pick up the bowl, her slender wrist was suddenly held by a big hand, and then the other big hand took the bowl.

Tong Huaer looked up at the man and saw that he was drinking as if nothing had happened.

Did he drink it?

Tong Huaer was a little distracted. When Zong Beili put the bowl down again, she looked at the empty bowl. She looked at him in surprise, "Do you think it's good?"

"Sour."

Zongbei glanced at her sharply and said, his noble handsome face was expressionless.

Tong Huaer was stunned. He smiled at him, picked up the empty bowl and ran to the kitchen.

Actually, it wasn't that bad, but it wasn't that good either. Zong Beili looked at the small figure walking between the kitchen and the dining room, her sexy thin lips suddenly curling together.

Sobering up soup was also a good thing for her to remember.

After dinner, Tong Huaer had just washed the dishes and was suddenly picked up from behind.

"Zong Beili, what are you doing? You scared me to death!"

Tong Huaer patted her chest with her little white hand and looked at the man in horror.

Zong Beili lowered his head and stared at her, his thin sexy lips pulling up a wicked smile, "What do you think? You're the only one here. What else can I do?"

Tong Huaer blushed and bit her lips, not daring to look at him again. Instead of carrying her away, Zong Beili suddenly put her on the counter.

Her long body shrouded her, and her dark eyes stared intently at the delicate little face. Her long fingers slowly unbuttoned her shirt.