Chapter 382 Kissing Class

He was too sick...

She was the only one who believed such nonsense!

Zong Beili's thin lips pulled up a sarcastic sneer, raised his eyebrows and looked at her darkly, saying, "Yes, but what do you want in exchange?"

Change?

Tong Huaer looked at Zong Beili doubtfully and paused. When he realized what he meant, his face turned red.

He wouldn't do anything to her now that she had surgery on the back of her hand.

Tong Huaer bit her lip, closed her eyes with trembling eyelashes, and put on her lips...

Zong Beili raised her eyebrows and stared at her delicate face, which was getting closer and closer. She allowed her lips to touch her, and her eyes darkened. She resisted the urge to take the initiative and deepen the kiss.

After a while, a man's sexy husky voice rang out from the balcony:

"It's not like that. Hold my lips..."

"The tooth touched me!"

"Tong Huaer, it's not like you haven't received a kiss, haven't you remembered it at all?"

Bite my lip... Hiss! Who told you to bite hard!"

After two hours of' kissing lessons' in his arms, Tong Huaer was so sleepy that he couldn't feel the pain in his hand.

"Tong Huaer, you can't stick your tongue out? Tong Huaer... How dare you fall asleep? Open your eyes!"

Open your eyes?

She doesn't want it. She wants to sleep...

"Tong Huaer? Tong Huaer!"

Zong Beili stared at the little woman in his arms with a cold face and asked her to kiss him. This woman dared to sleep! And fell asleep!

When he caught a glimpse of her bandaged hand, zongbei li ying frowned and picked up child Huaer to walk to the bedroom.

Well, when she's done, she'll have time to deal with her!

The next day.

When Tong Huaer woke up, Zong Beili was no longer in the room. After sitting on the bed for a while, there was a burning pain in the back of his hand. Tong Huaer frowned and looked at his hand. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

Tong Huaer had been reading at home all day, waiting for Zong Beili at the table during dinner.

"Miss Tong, why haven't you eaten yet? The food is getting cold." Nanny Wu said.

"Wait for Zong Beili." Tong Huaer said.

Zong Beili was off work by this time, and she wasn't very hungry, so it didn't matter if she waited a little longer.

"This... Miss Tong, today is the 17th." Nanny Wu reminded Tong Huaer nervously.

The 17th?

Tong Huaer was stunned, and then he realized that Zong Beili had to go back to the zong family on this day of every month, so he should have gone to the Zongjia by now, right?

"The 17th? What's the 17th?" Tangdou asked curiously.

"Nothing." Tong Huaer smiled at Tangdou and looked at Nanny Wu, "I forgot all the days. Then we won't wait for him. Let's eat first."

After that, Tong Huaer picked up his chopsticks, put some vegetables into Tangdou's bowl and smiled at him.

After dinner, Tong Huaer and Tangdou chatted with Frank for a while. The little guy didn't change much. His blond hair and blue eyes made him look so handsome.

After turning off the video, Tong Huaer finished tutoring Tangdou to do his homework, thought about it, and walked to the studio.

The charity event was about to donate what she thought was the most valuable thing. She had nothing valuable, except for advertising, only painting.

Unfortunately, the operation happened to be done with the right hand. Tong Huaer picked up the brush and looked at the paper, thinking about what to draw.

"Young master Zong, Miss Tong just went to the studio... Yes... She's not angry. She played with Tangdou tonight... Okay... I know."

In the living room, Nanny Wu whispered to Zong Beili.

On the other side, in the Zongjia mansion, Zong Beili sat on the sofa, frowning at his phone.

She was not angry, as calm as ever. It was clearly the best situation, but for some reason, he was upset.

"Beili..."

Liu Fei walked slowly towards zong Beili, wrapped in a thin towel. After a shower, her exposed skin turned seductively pink.

Even though they were at a standstill, in the Zongjia, Beili still wanted to give her some face and stay with her!

"It's late. You can sleep in the guest room today."

Zong Beili's deep voice was not warm, nor did he raise his head, not wanting to look at her at all.

"..." Liu Fei was stunned. His body, which was already ready, froze in place. His small face was pitiful with astonishment." Beili, you want me to sleep in another room? But... But if the elders ask...

"Just say I told you to go." Zongbei said sternly.

"... Would he rather be questioned by his elders than share a bed with her?

Liu Fei's hand, which was hanging by his side, clenched into a fist, but soon a gentle smile appeared on his face and said, "Okay, then I'll sleep in the guest room tonight. Beili, you should rest early too."

With that said, Liu Fei turned around and walked out the door, his eyes narrowed with jealousy.

She can't argue with Beili. This will only push him further and further away! It's still a long time. She won't lose to that bitch Tong Huaer!

Zongbei li ignored Liu Fei and stared at his phone for a while. He found a number and dialed it.

Tong Huaer had just thought of it when the phone on the side suddenly rang. He turned to look at it and picked it up.

"Zong Beili."

"What are you doing?"

"Well, draw." Tong Huaer said.

Zong Beili frowned, "What are you drawing? Your hand doesn't hurt anymore?"

Nanny Wu said she was in the studio. She thought she was just looking at a painting, but she didn't expect it to be a painting.

Sure enough, as soon as he wasn't home, she began to torment herself. Last night, her hand was still too painful to sleep. Today, she began to draw!

"It still hurts." Tong Huaer stuck out her tongue and said, "I'm going to a charity dinner. Elder sister Luo said he wanted me to donate something valuable. I can only draw."

It's just that my hand hurts so much that I don't know what the effect is...

"You have so much jewelry on your dresser, just pick one! Or you can ask Ye Shen to take you to choose antiques."

Zongbei said sternly.

"But those are meaningless, and they are not mine."

Those were all his. How could she put his things up for auction?

"Tong Huaer, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Who wants your meaning!" Zong Beili sneered scornfully.

Meaning?

She was the only one who would stupidly believe in the value of something valuable, something that someone else wanted. She poured it out, carried a painting, and acted like an idiot!

"...

Her values were so different from Zong Beili's that they couldn't talk at all. Tong Huaer curled her lips and broke the subject, "Zong Beili, have you had dinner yet?"

"Nonsense!"

Tong Huaer: ..." Can't this man talk properly?

After talking nonsense to Zong Beili, it was late at night after hanging up the phone. Looking at the time, Tong Huaer had to put down his brush and walk to the bedroom.

Not long after she returned to her room, her cell phone suddenly rang again. Tong Huaer picked up the phone, looked at it, and picked up the phone with a frown.