Before Tangdou could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zong Beili's cold words. Looking at zong beili's terrible face, the little guy ran back to his room.
"... Tong Huaer frowned and looked at Zong Beili doubtfully.
What happened to him? She didn't seem to have offended him today, did she?
"Tong Huaer, what do you mean? The woman who promised to be me is hiding now. I can't see anyone, can I?!"
Zong Beili's warm voice broke the depression in the living room. Tong Huaer looked at him blankly, not realizing what it meant.
"I didn't hide it..."
Zong Beili's face was gloomy and frightening. A sixth sense told Tong Huaer not to provoke him at this time, or he would be finished.
"You're not going out with me!" Zong Beili's cold voice suddenly raised its volume and narrowed her eyes dangerously, "And more than once! Tong Huaer, do you really think I can't see anything?"
Both times it was an excuse!
For the first time, he didn't want to force her. Even if she did, she still dared to do so this time!
"Tong Huaer, am I embarrassing you? You want to hide like this?" Zong Beili's thin lips curled up in a cold arc, and the cold air around him continued to spread.
So that's why he came back. Tong Huaer bit his lip, lowered his head, and looked at the carpet with twinkling eyes.
"Speak! Tong Huaer, what do you mean?!" Seeing that she did not speak, Zong Beili roared angrily.
"You're not embarrassing me, I'm embarrassing you." Tong Huaer suddenly said in a low voice, his soft voice somewhat unnoticeably embarrassed.
In the past, zongbei li had taken her to some banquets. Some people had seen her and knew about her relationship with Zong Beili. This time, she broke the news... Even if those people did not dare to laugh at Zong Beili in person, they might not be able to talk about her behind her back.
She was already a joke to herself. Tong Huaer didn't want Zong Beili to be laughed at because she wanted to be laughed at, so she didn't want to go to crowded places with Zong Beili and give him a strange look.
"...
Zong Beili frowned and stared at Tong Huaer. Naturally, he understood what she meant.
Knowing that she was thinking for him, she refused to go out with him. Her face softened a little, then she frowned again, and a warm anger flashed across her handsome face.
"Tong Huaer, are you an idiot? What does that have to do with you? If you care so much about other people's opinions, sooner or later you will tire yourself out! Get up and go out with me!"
After roaring, zongbei reached out to pull tong Huaer and grabbed her small hand with his big hand. Before Tong Huaer could react, he took a deep breath.
"What happened?" Zong Beili let go of her hand, lowered his head and stared at the palm that she had covered. With a frown, he pulled tong Huaer's hand away, took her palm and looked at it. He shouted angrily, "Tong Huaer, you are really..."
Hurt again!
She didn't have a whole body!
"I accidentally fell down. It's okay. Just put some disinfectant on it." Tong Huaer wanted to take his hand back, but Zong Beili suddenly clenched it and frowned in pain.
"You deserve it! It hurts!" Zong Beili glanced at her coldly, "Stay with me or I'll beat you up!"
Tong Huaer: ..."
Three minutes later, Tong Huaer was held in Zong Beili's arms and her small hand was firmly held by zongbei.
After applying the medicine, Zong Beili looked at her palm, turned it over, and stared at the back of her hand, his eyes gradually sinking.
"...
Tong Huaer's eyes flashed, subconsciously wanting to take her hand back, but Zong Beili gave her a fierce grip and gave her a dangerous look with his dark eyes.
"You... Stop looking."
Tong Huaer lowered her head a little awkwardly. The back of her hand was now healed, but there were deep and shallow gullies of different sizes. It looked as if she had been burned. It was terrifying.
"Does it hurt?"
Zong Beili asked suddenly, in a light tone.
Tong Huaer shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Zong Beili frowned and said nothing more. He picked up the back of her hand and kissed it.
The numbness made Tong Huaer shudder. The wound was licked by the tip of his warm tongue. Tong Huaer bit his lip and his voice became unstable, "Zong Beili..."
"Hmm?"
Zongbei closed his eyes and did not stop.
"You... Don't do this."
Tong Huaer gritted his teeth to resist the numbness in his body. This is the living room. Can't this man avoid it?
"Shy?"
Zong Beili's dark eyes seemed to devour her. Without waiting for child Huaer to answer, he picked her up and strode towards the bedroom.
Late at night, two bodies hugged each other quietly on the big bed.
Tong Huaer's peaceful sleeping face suddenly frowned and her little hand gripped the quilt tightly. In the dim dream, she saw a child standing not far away and a ghostly childlike voice shouting around her:
"Why won't you let my father go?"
"Do you want to kill me?"
"Don't hurt my mother!"
"If you don't leave my father, I'll kill you!"
The child walked towards her step by step, his strange eyes wide open and staring at her, holding a knife in his hand: "I will kill you if you don't leave my father! Go to hell!"
"Don't come over! Don't come over!"
Tong Huaer tried to hide, but his body could not move. He could only struggle.
Who can save her...
"Tong Huaer! Tong Huaer! Wake up!"
It seemed that a voice came from far away, and the strange child in front of him suddenly disappeared. Tong Huaer's frowning little face suddenly opened its eyes and looked straight at the ceiling.
"Nightmare?"
Zong Beili's low voice sounded above his head. Tong Huaer was stunned and turned to look at him. The child's voice suddenly appeared in his mind...
"I'm not, I'm not..." Tong Huaer said in confusion, not knowing. Zong Beili frowned at her, "Not what? Tong Huaer, are you crazy again..."
Before he could finish speaking, Tong Huaer suddenly threw herself into Zong Beili's arms and hugged him tightly with her slender arms.
Zong Beili froze and heard Tong Hua repeat in a bewildered voice, "No... I didn't mean to..."
Zong Beili frowned, reached out to grab her trembling body, and patted her on the back with his big hand, "Okay, you didn't mean it. I know. No one will blame you..."
After trying to coax tong Huaer to sleep, Zong Beili put her on the bed, frowned at her sweaty little face, and got up to walk to the bathroom.
She wiped the sweat off her face with a towel. It was probably the cool towel that made Tong Huaer feel comfortable. She rubbed her head against the pillow and fell asleep.
"Thank you, young master. I haven't served anyone like this!"
Zong Beili raised his eyebrows and pinched her little face. He threw the towel aside and lay down with his long body. With his long arms, he held Tong Huaer into his arms and raised his hand to turn off the light.