Zong Beili roared, and the heat of her breath gushed out on his chest, making him want to throw her on the grass.
"Bite?" Tong Huaer was stunned, and then realized that there was something wrong with the scarlet in Zong Beili's eyes. He was speechless and gave him a hard push on the chest, "Hold back!"
This is the dorso family. He thought it was his villa.
"Ah... Can you bear to come back? The little disciple was also led astray by the big disciple."
As soon as he entered the hall, Duosuo's voice came through. Tong Huaer bit his lips and lowered his head, not daring to say a word.
"With all the nonsense in the morning, you haven't been younger yet?!"
Zong Beili almost choked Duosuo to death with one word. Without even looking at him, he carried Tong Huaer into the room.
"Brat..."
"Bang!"
Zong Beili kicked the door, shut Duosuo's angry voice outside, and carried Tong Huaer to the bathroom.
Putting her in the bathtub, Zong Beili picked up child Huaer's hand and looked at her with a frown.
The light in the car was too dim yesterday, and he hadn't checked her injuries.
"It's all right now. The doctor said that my hand would take some more time to apply the medicine and let the new skin adapt to the environment."
Tong Huaer said.
"If he dares not cure it, I will chop off his hand!" Zong Beili pulled down the corner of his lips coldly and glanced at her, "Just wait. I'll get the medicine."
"...
This man, must he say something so bloody?
Tong Huaer curled her mouth and turned on the massage function of the bathtub, letting the water rush through her aching body.
After a deep sleep, Tong Huaer opened his eyes and Zong Beili was still awake.
Looking at the man beside him, Tong Huaer gently lifted the quilt off the bed, got up, put on a dress, opened the door and walked out.
"Teacher Duosuo."
Walking out the door and seeing Duosuo watching tv, Tong Huaer smiled at him awkwardly and greeted him.
"Come and sit down. I've prepared breakfast for you. Now it's dinner."
Duosuo beckoned her to dinner and cheerfully got up and went to the kitchen to bring a bowl of porridge over.
"Thank you, Teacher Duosuo." She was embarrassed to let the old man take care of her. She smiled and said, "My hands are all right now. Why don't I prepare dinner tonight?"
"Okay, okay!" Duosuo nodded with a smile.
"...
Tong Huaer smiled and said nothing more. She was indeed hungry, so she lowered her head and drank the porridge quickly.
"Little disciple, have you reconciled with that rascal?"
Duosuo asked with a smile.
"Oh, yeah."
They had already had that kind of relationship, and it was strange to say that they were still arguing, and... She was the only one who was unhappy all along.
"Wow, that kid is cheap. Little disciple, you are really useless. I thought you could have a fight with him for a while, but I didn't expect you to make up so soon."
Duosuo sighed in disappointment.
"...
Tong Huaer was helpless. If she had the backbone, she wouldn't have fallen in love with Zong Beili.
"Old man, are you tired of living? I asked you to teach her how to draw! Will you repeat what you just said?"
Zong Beili's cold voice suddenly sounded from the side. Tong Huaer and Duosuo were both shocked. They turned to look in the living room and saw Zong Beili walking towards them with a gloomy face.
"What's wrong with me? Am I wrong? Hmph, I'm too lazy to talk to you!"
Duosuo stifled his neck and snorted, then turned around and walked towards the living room, looking like he was trying to escape.
"For the old man!" Zong Beili coldly glanced at his back and stared at Tong Huaer, "What else did he say to you?"
"...
Tong Huaer shook his head.
Duosuo had only said that one sentence, and he had heard it all.
"He knows the truth! Tell me more about me taking care of him!" Zong Beili sneered, "Don't listen to him, okay? Or I'll clean up with you!"
Tong Huaer: ... "" between the master and the apprentice, she was also in a difficult position
"Oh, my little apprentice is so beautiful!"
In the living room, Duosuo's voice suddenly came from the living room. Her eyes were staring straight at the tv, and her mouth was full of praise.
Tong Huaer and Zong Beili walked over together. It turned out that her new commercial was on air.
Bruce's production power, of course, did not need to say much. Under the rendering of the perfect stunt, she was like an elf running in the jungle. For the first time, Tong Huaer knew that she could be so beautiful.
"Oh, my little apprentice, this commercial will definitely attract a lot of people's attention. I don't know how many people will miss it. Male fans will definitely be indispensable..."
Duosuo continued.
Zongbei's handsome face darkened to the bottom of the pot, and a strong murderous air burst out from around him.
"Teacher Duosuo, stop talking."
Duosuo was clearly trying to provoke Zong Beili. Tong Huaer looked at them helplessly, not knowing what else to say.
"Little apprentice, are you going to hold a signing meeting? There must be a lot of people there, and I'll be there to cheer for you, okay?"
Duosuo didn't seem to see zongbei's angry and dark face and smiled.
"What's so good about it? What kind of signing meeting did she have? What could she sell?!"
Zong Beili roared, turned off the tv, gave Tong Huaer a cold look, turned around and strode towards the bedroom.
Tong Huaer: ..."
Why was he glaring at her?
"Hey, hey, hey, little apprentice, if we can't hold a signing meeting, we can hold a fan meeting. Don't you think so..."
Duosuo's laughing voice continued to ring. Tong Huaer looked at him helplessly, "Teacher Duosuo..."
Zong Beili was so angry that he had a good face for days on end. When he met Duosuo, he quarreled. Several times, Tong Huaer thought they were going to fight.
Huaer, have you seen the news? Let me tell you that my phone is about to explode recently! You're already famous!"
Luo called and excitedly discussed with Tong Huaer about her sudden popularity.
"Yes, I've seen the advertisement."
Tong Huaer didn't feel that she had become popular. After all, she had been studying painting with Duosuo for the past few days. She hadn't watched tv or gone out.
"By the way, do you want to be in a tv show? I have several production teams inviting you."
Luo asked.
"Tv series?" Tong Huaer frowned and turned to look at Zong Beili on the sofa. After thinking about it, he lowered his head and whispered, "No, elder sister Luo, please help me arrange more advertisements. I'm almost well now. I want to get back to work as soon as possible."
Zong Beili probably doesn't like her being an actress. After all, it's just the advertisements that are so popular that he hasn't had a good look these days.
"You just removed the cast. What are you in such a hurry for? Since you have good resources now, you can choose slowly."
Xiao luo said.