Chapter 230 As Long As He Likes It

Zong Beili didn't even look at her. His dark eyes stared at Tong Jing with mockery, and his deep voice said slowly, "You want to get into my bed? You're not even fit to carry my shoes!"

"... The color on Tong Jing's face immediately faded clean!

Zong Beili glanced disdainfully across her face, sneered, grabbed tong Huaer, and turned to walk out the door.

Tong Huaer!

Looking at the two figures leaning together, Tong Jing's eyes burst with intense hatred! She had never been insulted like this before. It was that little bitch Tong Huaer who was to blame!

Tong Huaer looked up at zong beili, bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, and still couldn't help but turn his head to look behind him, but was stunned by Tong Jing's fierce gaze.

His eyes flashed and he looked away helplessly. It seemed that his sister had put the bill on her?

The second floor of the hotel.

There were two beautiful figures standing on the railing. Seeing what had just happened, Liu Fei looked down at Tong Jing and her daughter with sarcasm.

"Sure enough, family education is very important. All the women in this family are so cheap!"

Thinking of Zong Beili rejecting her invitation today, and now showing up here with Tong Huaer! The hatred in Liu Fei's eyes was no less than that of tong jing.

"Yes, Huaer knew that their family was not good either!" The manager followed suit.

"It's not a good product, but it's not necessarily useless!" A dark light flashed in Liu Fei's eyes as he looked at Tong Jing. He let go of the railing and walked downstairs, "Let's go meet Huaer's sister."

On the other side.

Tong Huaer sat in the car and looked thoughtfully out of the window, or rather she didn't dare turn her head to look at the man next to her.

"What are you thinking?" Zong Beili's voice sounded.

Tong Huaer turned to look at him and paused, "Thinking about sister, Zong Beili, do you really not like sister?

Regardless of Tong Jing's character, at least in terms of appearance, Tong Jing was definitely considered a special object.

It was the first time she had ever seen someone so disdainful of her sister. Even Tong Jing himself was surprised. She was always the most beautiful and proud white swan. When had she ever been treated like this?

"Let me have her?" Zong Beili's sexy thin lips spat out vulgar words. Tong Huaer blushed and heard the man sneer, "I will vomit!"

Now he had a very picky taste. He didn't know if it was because he had been with this woman for a long time. He just felt sick when he saw Tong Jing!

Tong Huaer looked at Zong Beili doubtfully, not understanding what he meant. Suddenly, he saw the view outside the car window and frowned in surprise, "Zong Beili, where are you taking me?"

This is not the way home. It's so late. Where is this man taking her?

"To the mall." Zong Beili said to her.

The mall?

"Where to do what?" Tong Huaer looked at him blankly.

"Have you forgotten what you promised me?" Zong Beili turned his head and stared at her. A dark light flashed in his dark eyes. His deep voice reminded her dangerously, "Where's the cheongsam I asked you to buy?"

"...

Tong Huaer shuddered, regained his senses and lowered his head, blushing.

Although she promised Zong Beili that she would prepare the cheongsam, how could Tong Huaer really buy it? And Zong Beili's sudden return caught her by surprise. In fact, Tong Huaer had already forgotten about it.

"Zong Beili, you..." Can you not buy it!

"No!"

As if he knew what she was trying to say, Zong Beili denied it directly, and his stern face had no room for negotiation.

"...

Tong Huaer blushed and lowered her head. Knowing the purpose of this man taking her to buy qipao, she wished she could find a hole in the ground.

Brought to the cheongsam counter by the man, Tong Huaer stood in the hall with a strong cultural atmosphere, beautiful eyes helplessly looking at the man on the sofa.

"Miss, what kind of cheongsam would you like to choose? We have..."

The shop assistant in a cheongsam walked over and introduced her elegantly.

What would she like to choose?

It was probably Zong Beili who wanted to see what she was wearing. Tong Huaer bit her lip, raised his hand and pointed at a random piece. The shop assistant immediately took it off and tried it on for her.

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

The light green cheongsam was medium in style, but the color matched her skin very well. The exposed arms were white and tender, and the original conservative style became seductive because of her skin color.

"What do you think?"

Tong Huaer asked in a low voice.

Under these circumstances, she did not dare to look at zong beili at all. Anyway, qipao was not bought for her to wear, as long as he liked it.

"Young master Zong, look how the color suits this lady..."

"I'm not blind yet!"

Zong Beili interrupted the shop guide coldly. The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. The man leaned back into the sofa and raised his eyebrows, "I want this one. Go on!"

"Continue?"

Tong Huaer looked up in surprise and looked at Zong Beili speechlessly. Isn't it enough to buy one?

"Miss, please follow me." Zongbei was willing to spend money, and the shop assistants all laughed.

Tong Huaer frowned helplessly, knowing there was no use in saying anything, so he continued to try it on.

One by one, the cheongsam was returned, and each piece had to be checked by Zong Beili himself. After a few pieces, the shop assistant seemed to have realized something and mysteriously took a piece of clothing to the child Huaer.

Tong Huaer didn't think much about it. He took it and put it on. After wearing it, he realized something was wrong. He stood in the fitting room and didn't know what to do.

"Still not coming out?"

Zong Beili squinted at the fitting room.

The man's deep voice sounded outside. Tong Huaer panicked and looked up at the partition with the curtain.

She had been in there for a long time, but there was no sound. Zong Beili frowned, got up and strode towards the fitting room.

The sound of steady footsteps was getting closer and closer. In the small space of the fitting room, Tong Huaer became more and more anxious. He frowned and looked around. She could not hide in such a small place.

"Wow!"

Zong Beili stopped at the door of the fitting room and pulled the curtain open with a big hand. The little woman inside looked at him in a panic and subconsciously raised her arms to her chest.

A small, pure, timid face appeared before her eyes. Zong Beili's dark eyes were startled, and then his eyes burned. He stared at her closely, as if a fire was surrounding her body.