Looking at Zong Beili's face, the voice that she heard just now could not help but come to Tong Huaer's mind. Her small face turned red again, and her eyes twinkled at Zong Beili. She said, "Zong Beili, you... Why didn't you... And me... Today?"
The more Tong Huaer talked, the redder her face became.
What did she say about this?!
Why don't you sleep with me?
"Why what?" Zongbei glared at her, his eyes darkening.
"Just why not... No..." Tong Huaer was so embarrassed to say it. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zong Beili's expression. He was stunned, and his small face flushed red, "You know exactly what I want to say!"
This man is disgusting!
"Angry?" Zong Beili, of course, knew what she was thinking. He reached out to hold tong Huaer in his arms and whispered in her ear, "You want it?"
"What are you talking about?" Tong Huaer's face turned redder.
She thought it was weird, okay?
"Heh..." Zong Beili's throat let out a joyful chuckle. He held her waist and said, "Bear with it if you want. I can't touch you for the first three months of pregnancy."
Otherwise, it could cause a miscarriage, which would greatly harm her body!
"What?"
Tong Huaer was a little surprised.
Is there such a saying?
"How did you know?" Tong Huaer looked at Zong Beili suspiciously.
Did he have experience with women who were pregnant before?
"Tong Huaer, what are you thinking?" Zongbei's handsome face darkened a little. He reached out and knocked on her forehead. His voice was cold, "I looked it up online!"
After shangtong Huaer fell asleep last night, zongbei held onto her cell phone for the first time for several hours, and the content was undoubtedly about "Precautions for pregnant women."
So he checked it out at night...
Tong Huaer shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you look online, just look online. Why did you hit me? Zong Beili, you abused a pregnant woman!"
"Heh..." Zong Beili stared at her with a cold smile, "Next time you dare to think about those messy things again, it's really domestic violence!"
Tong Huaer: ..."
"Tong Huaer, we only want one child."
Zong Beili suddenly hugged her.
"Why?"
Tong Huaer looked up doubtfully.
Zongbei's handsome face darkened, "Because three months is too long!"
Without any warning, he suddenly began to endure the days when he could not touch her for three months. He would never allow this to happen again!
"Okay."
Tong Huaer blushed and nodded.
It was not that she did not understand the implication of zongbei's harsh words, but she had never actually planned how many children she would have in the future.
"Let's go. I'll take you to breakfast."
Zong Beili pinched her little face.
"...
Tong Huaer nodded and was about to change when he heard the sound of a cell phone coming from the bedroom outside. He walked out of his bag and took out his cell phone. He looked at the number on the screen and picked up the phone, "Elder sister Luo."
"Huaer, where are you?"
"I'm at home. What's wrong?"
Zong Beili took his coat and walked out of the cloakroom. His tall and straight body leaned against the door frame leisurely. His dark eyes looked faintly at Tong Huaer who was on the phone. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and stared in the direction of her bag.
"Shopping? What are you buying?" Tong Huaer asked. Suddenly, he saw Zong Beili standing by the sofa with a box in his hand. He was stunned. Before he could finish what xiao luo said, he said, "Elder sister Luo, I'll call you later."
After that, Tong Huaer hung up the phone and chaozong Beili smiled.
"You bought it? Good taste." Zong Beili turned his head to look at her, his dark eyes somewhat familiar.
Tong Huaer shook his head, "I didn't buy it. Lan Shaoyan gave it to me."
Sure enough!
Such luxurious things were not her spending habits at all.
Zong Beili's eyes grew colder as he turned to look at her, "Why did he give you jewelry?"
And it was the only set of sapphires that Master lan could afford!
Zong Beili's eyes were terrible, and Tong Huaer's heart skipped a beat. She didn't want to lie, but she said honestly, "He said it was a wedding gift for me, because he didn't have time to attend our wedding."
No time...
Zong Beili smiled even more coldly and stayed here every day, even knowing that he would not leave until he saw her.
But when they got married, there was no time!
No time?
Why did he think Lan Shaoyan had a lot of time?
"Zong Beili, what's wrong with you?"
Tong Huaer's back was really cold from Zong Beili's gloomy face.
She knew that Zong Beili didn't like her contact with Lan Shaoyan, but she only received a gift, so there was no need to be so scary.
"Nothing." Zong Beili gave her a faint look, closed the box, and said in a cold voice, "Give this back to him!"
"...
Tong Huaer was stunned and nodded.
She also thought that Lan Shaoyan's gift was too expensive, so it was better to return it.
"Let's go downstairs for breakfast."
Zong Beili threw the box on the sofa and walked downstairs with her in his arms.
After breakfast.
Zong Beili went to work at the zong family. Tong Huaer called Luo and decided to return the jewelry to Lan Shaoyan before meeting Luo.
Driving to Lan Shaoyan's villa, Tong Huaer stood outside the iron door and rang the doorbell. Not long after, the maid came to open the door.
"Are you guys with young master Lan?" Tong Huaer asked.
"The young master is not up yet. Miss Tong, please wait inside for a while." The maid said respectfully.
Haven't you gotten up yet?
Lan Shaoyan, the president of the Lan shi, is too idle. Zong Beili may have already finished his second meeting by now.
Tong Huaer raised his eyebrows and walked in with the maid.
Half an hour later.
Lan Shaoyan walked down the stairs with a frown. His light gray casual clothes made him more easygoing, but his evil demeanor did not diminish by half.
"Second young master, Miss Tong is here." The maid said respectfully.
"...
Lan Shaoyan paused and narrowed his eyes to look into the living room. Sure enough, he saw a beige figure sitting on the sofa, holding a magazine and looking down intently. Her long hair was gently draped behind her head, and her delicate profile was like a painting.
"Go down."
Lan Shaoyan waved his hand.
"Yes!"
The maid made a gesture and the surrounding maids immediately retreated.
"...
Tong Huaer was startled and looked up at the maid who had left in doubt. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly saw Lan Shaoyan's figure. She closed the magazine and stood up to him with a smile, "You're up?"
"Did you wait a long time?"
Seeing her as soon as he woke up was indeed a good thing for Lan Shaoyan. His devilishly handsome face stretched out in the morning light.