Chapter 153：153 How Did You Become A Ghost?

Standing in front of the sink, he turned on the tap, took a cup of water and pounced on his face.

Tong Huaer looked up at herself in the mirror. The makeup that had been washed away by the water made her look like a ghost.

A down and out female ghost.

She had no right to say anything about Lu Yan's choice. She had seen more than once his deep feelings for her sister. She did not feel any pain or sadness, but today...

She felt that her heart couldn't be protected from a stab. It hurt so much!

She could not let him know her feelings for him, but now he said that because your sister was unhappy, we should not even be friends. It was better not to talk to each other.

Tong Huaer, you really made a joke out of yourself.

"Hum..."

Her phone suddenly rang, but she didn't seem to hear it. She looked straight into the mirror and didn't move.

Zong Beili had a few drinks at night, and was annoyed by those hypocritical and polite words. He came out to get some air and called her when he was bored.

At the first call, he frowned and turned to look across the corridor.

Tong Huaer stood in front of the mirror in a daze, unaware that there was another person behind him, not to mention that the phone had been hung up.

"Why are you here... Hmm?! Tong Huaer, how did you become a ghost?"

Sure it was her, Zong Beili hung up the phone and walked over to the woman with her back to him, startled by the colors on her face!

Tong Huaer was startled, too, and looked back at the man in front of him in surprise, "Zong... Zong Beili?"

"Who else can there be but me!" Zongbei stared at her with a stern face, "Didn't you go to shoot an advertisement? Why did you go dancing?"

Fortunately, this appearance did not appear on his bed, otherwise it would have scared him to death!

Jumping god...

"What are you talking about?" Tong Huaer frowned.

Zong Beili couldn't bear to turn her head to the mirror, "Look at it yourself! Those who say you are a god have already praised you!"

Only then did Tong Huaer see how ugly his face was. His brows furrowed. Suddenly, Zong Beili turned his body around and put a piece of paper on her face.

"Zong Beili, what are you doing..."

"Shut up! How ugly! When I saw you, I was about to throw up all my food yesterday!"

Zong Beili wrung his face to wipe the dirt off her face. His strength made her hurt a lot. Tong Huaer tried to hide but couldn't.

"Are you exaggerating? The food you ate yesterday has already been pulled out."

"Tong Huaer!" Zongbei li's big hand suddenly stopped and his black eyes stared at her with disgust, "You can be a little more disgusting!"

Perhaps seeing the red skin where she had been rubbed, Zong Beili's movements gradually slowed down, and the wet toilet paper wiped away her small white face bit by bit.

His handsome face was less than five centimeters away from her, and his breaths with the aroma of wine rushed onto her delicate skin. His eyes were focused on her small face, and his handsome eyebrows were still frowning because he disliked her ugliness.

But tong Huaer suddenly felt a little warm. When she was so ugly and embarrassed, according to this person's usual temper, he did not push her away.

"Zong Beili, did you drink?"

She moved her lips.

Zongbei glared at her, his hands still moving, "Mmm."

Tong Huaer frowned, "How can you drink? Your stomach has just recovered. The doctor won't let you drink it!"

The man who made himself look like a ghost had the nerve to teach him a lesson?

"Will you help me drink?"

Zongbei glanced at her sharply.

Tong Huaer paused, hesitated, and said, "I don't drink well..."

See, she didn't have the spirit to sacrifice for him.

Zong Beili sneered.

"But if you're not afraid that I'll embarrass you, I can drink it for you!"

The sneer on the handsome man's face froze.

Tong Huaer looked very righteous. No matter what, this man gave her and Tangdou a place to live. She should do something for him.

Besides, she could only sleep once she drank too much, but if he drank something wrong in his stomach again, it would be fatal!

Zong Beili's eyes fixed on her small face, and her fingers stopped moving. A few emotions flashed through her dark eyes. After a long time, she threw the dirty toilet paper into the trash can, took a heavy puff and wet it, and repeated what she had not done before.

"Zong Beili, do you want me to stop your drink?"

Just in time, she didn't have to go back to the box and face Lu Yan.

But the man didn't speak, so she couldn't figure out what he meant.

Zong Beili paused, glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, and said coldly, "I need you if I want someone to stop me from drinking? Don't go out and embarrass me if you know you can't drink enough!"

He had someone to stop him from drinking, so he didn't need her to make a fool of himself!

Well, it's been rejected.

Tong Huaer raised his eyebrows. He didn't need her to stop drinking.

The little face was suddenly turned away by the man, "All right, wash your face yourself!"

Tong Huaer turned on the tap and took some water to wash his face.

Her freshly washed face was like a peeled egg, and her white, creamy skin was tinged with pink.

Suddenly, she remembered that her body was like this, too. It was so white that one could not control it.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Zong Beili's strange eyes, Tong Huaer touched her face. Didn't she wash it clean?

"Come on, what happened? Did you make yourself a ghost?"

Zongbei leaned against the door frame with his long body and looked at her faintly.

His eyes were very light, as if he was talking to her, but tong Huaer knew that this man was not talking. In his casual tone, those coldness were not her illusion!

How hard it was to lie in front of Zong Beili, Tong Huaer felt her mind go blank. She wanted to give a perfect explanation, but she lost the ability to organize the language.

"Excuse me..." A woman came out. Tong Huaer stepped aside and suddenly heard her scream, "Ah! Young master Zong! Young master Zong hasn't seen you in a long time! I miss you so much that you don't even call me!"

The woman threw herself into Zong Beili's arms.

Tong Huaer looked at them in astonishment. The stranger had absolutely no guts to hold on to him. Besides, according to this woman's words, she should be Zong Beili's former woman!

Tong Huaer turned her head awkwardly when she saw the woman offer her red lips impatiently. She had never seen anyone so enthusiastic, but now Zong Beili should not be in the mood to listen to her explanation, right?

The smell of perfume around him gave him a headache. Zong Beili pushed the woman away and her face was cold and frightening.