Chapter 71 It Still Hurts

Of course, it was easy for him to check on her, but going to her school to make sure that she was dating another man was too humiliating for him.

Zong Beili denied the idea, but frowned unhappily and stared at her fiercely.

"Zong Beili, do you believe me?"

Tong Huaer was a little scared by his eyes, and his hand holding the small bowl could not help but tighten.

She never lied, and her eyes could not hide her lies. Her face was pale from the physical torture, but she kept looking at him nervously because he was angry.

It seemed that he was angry and made her more concerned than the pain of her period.

At the thought of this, the chill around Zong Beili could not help but lessen a little. He glanced at her and said, "You better not lie to me!"

Of course she didn't lie to him!

But did he mean to believe her?

Those nervous eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of their lips curled up on their pale little face, revealing a thrilling smile.

Zong Beili's eyes trembled, and he frowned and smiled furiously. That's how you laugh at school every day, so you go around hooking people up!

"Why are you laughing? How ugly! Nanny Wu didn't drink the brown sugar water that he made for you, so he wanted someone else to make it for you for the second time?!"

The man roared angrily.

Her sharp eyes were as if she wanted to throw her out.

Tong Huaer froze. His smile froze. He looked at zongbei's furious face, bit his lip, and lowered his head to sip the ginger soup.

The only sound in the living room was the sound of her swallowing.

She was yelled at for no reason, but she didn't express any dissatisfaction and just endured it silently.

Zong Beili stared coldly at her bright and plump forehead. Suddenly, without any reason, he felt agitated. He threw away the remote control and stood up.

Tong Huaer looked up, bit his lips and looked at the man's back, speechless for a long time.

Although she drank brown sugar water, the pain did not subside at all. Tong Huaer curled up on the sofa, her small face wrinkled in pain.

"Or does it hurt?" A man's cold voice suddenly sounded above his head.

Tong Huaer opened her eyes and saw zong beili standing by the sofa at some point, staring at her so coldly that she seemed to have been thrown into an ice cellar.

Tong Huaer nodded. Just as he was about to speak, another sharp pain came. He couldn't help but make a sound and press his forehead against the sofa in pain.

"To the hospital!"

Zong Beili ying frowned and bent down to hug her.

"No need." Tong Huaer took a breath and said slowly, "This problem is useless even if I go to the hospital. I'll just lie here for a while."

Her little face was as white as a sheet of paper. Zong Beili stared at her coldly, his brows furrowing in annoyance.

He had never had this kind of experience before. He only knew that if he was sick, he would take her to a doctor, but she also said that the pain doctor had no choice!

The man, who had always been omnipotent, suddenly felt an unprecedented... Powerlessness.

"Young master Zong, this is a hot water bag. Put it on miss tong. She might feel better." Nanny Wu came over with a hot water bag and looked sympathetically at Tong Huaer, "I've never seen such pain before. It might affect fertility in the future. If you want a child..."

Nanny Wu suddenly realized that she had said something wrong. With the relationship between zongbei li and tong Huaer, how could she bring up the child in front of them?

"I, I, I will go and make some brown sugar water for Miss Tong." Nanny Wu left in a hurry.

Zong Beili frowned and stared at the hot water bag in his hand. Tong Huaer smiled and hid the embarrassment on his little face. He looked at him and said softly, "Zong Beili, give me the hot water bag."

Zong Beili's dark eyes sank. He looked up at her and squatted down, "Where do you put them?"

On the sofa, Tong Huaer's little head was resting on Zong Beili's lap, and her tiny body was still curled up. The warmth of the hot water bag spread all over her body, and her whole body was warm.

"Zong Beili, take your hands off me."

Tong Huaer looked up at the man's chin.

She wasn't sleepy and couldn't sleep, so Zong Beili switched the tv to the movie channel to pass the time for her, but that way she had to turn sideways. To prevent the hot water bag from falling off, he kept his hands on it.

After a long time, her arm would definitely be sore. Who knew that after she finished speaking, Zong Beili just sneered and said, "Shut up! I don't want to talk to you!"

He was still angry.

Even two hours had passed since she had explained, his expression had not improved much.

But he was clearly taking care of her, asking Nanny Wu to boil her brown sugar water, make her lie down more comfortably, and get Nanny Wu to change the hot water bag in time...

Staring fixedly at the man's taut chin, Tong Huaer bit his lip and leaned out of his flat body.

"What's wrong?"

Zong Beili frowned and looked down at her with a cold face, caught off guard by the little disaster star in his arms.

His dark eyes darkened, and a flash of emotion flashed through his eyes.

"Thank you, Zong Beili."

Tong Huaer leaned his head on his shoulder and closed his eyes.

No one had ever thought of a way to relieve her pain during her period. In the past, she had been lying in bed alone. If she had survived these few days, it would have been a victory. Now that she was so concerned, it was a lie to say that she was not touched.

The only sound in the room was from the movie. The heroine was laughed at by the male protagonist, but somehow the atmosphere in the living room became a little warm.

It took some time for a strong arm to wrap around her waist.

Tong Huaer was stunned. Knowing that this was a sign of a man's reconciliation, he was finally not angry anymore.

"Little disaster, don't be with other men! Don't make friends with them, talk to them, smile at them! My forgiveness is very little, you cherish it!"

The man's overbearing words were full of possessiveness and threat.

He could give her some freedom, such as allowing her to work, but in terms of men and women, he didn't want to see any more images of her standing with other men!

Zong Beili, he was never a forgiving person.

Tong Huaer bit his lip and whispered, "Yes, I see."

He didn't say anything more. He held her for a while, then suddenly picked her up and strode towards the bedroom.

"Where are you taking me?" Tong Huaer asked doubtfully as his slender arms hung around his neck.

"Go to bed!" Zong Beili gave her three cool words.

Tong Huaer blinked, "But I'm not sleepy."

"Sleep with me!"

Zong Beili put her on the bed, laid her long body down, pulled the quilt over their bodies, and held her waist in a domineering grip.

The next day.

Tong Huaer and Zong Beili were having breakfast in the dining room. On the second day of her menstrual period, her face was still very pale. She stirred the porridge feebly and did not take a bite for a long time.