Chapter 664 My Waist Is So Sore

"Tong Huaer, will you forgive me if I do something wrong?"

Zong Beili's deep voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Tong Huaer shook, pushed Zong Beili away and looked at his handsome face. He frowned, "Zong Beili, what do you mean? You didn't... Do something that I'm sorry for, did you?"

"...

Zong Beili looked at her and said nothing.

Tong Huaer paused and curled her lips to mimic the way Zong Beili used to look at her. She looked at the man in front of her and said, "However, even if you did something wrong, I will forgive you, because we are husband and wife... We are married. Actually, I don't like to say that, as if I am so old. But we are married, and I should tolerate you... Well, Zong Beili, I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep..."

Suddenly feeling sleepy, Tong Huaer gradually closed his little head a little bit. After a while, he fell asleep completely.

Zong Beili lowered his head and looked at the little woman who was breathing evenly in his arms. A few emotions flashed in his eyes as he picked her up and walked towards the lounge.

"Young master Zong."

In the lounge, there was a strong smell of disinfectant. The female doctor in the white coat was wearing a mask, and the medicine box opened beside her was filled with all kinds of surgical instruments.

Zong Beili put Tong Huaer on the big bed and stared at her sleeping face with dark eyes, "Are you sure this operation won't hurt her at all?"

"No." The female doctor shook her head.

There was a risk, but Liu Fei didn't allow her to say it, so she didn't dare reveal it.

Silence.

Zong Beili stood by the big bed and looked at Tong Huaer without saying anything for a long time.

The female doctor turned her eyes and said, "Young master Zong, if you don't go out, the medicine will pass! When Miss Tong wakes up and sees this, it's even harder for us to explain. You should go out first. It's just a small operation. Miss Tong will be fine."

There are some things that don't turn back once the bow is opened.

Zong Beili narrowed his eyes, looked at Huaer, then turned around and strode out.

"Scratch."

The door to the lounge was closed.

On the big bed, Tong Huaer was sleeping quietly with a slight curve on his lips. His sleeping face was sweet and beautiful.

"Mmm."

It was already evening when Tong Huaer opened her eyes again, and the afterglow was a little harsh. She frowned and closed her eyes, trying to lift the quilt and sit up, only to find that she had no strength.

"Are you awake?"

Zong Beili pushed open the door and walked in. When he saw her pale face, his dark eyes darkened.

"Mmm." Tong Huaer nodded and frowned in confusion, "Did I sleep for a long time? There's no strength left."

"No." Zong Beili picked her up from the bed and looked at her with her lips hooked, "Is there anything else that's uncomfortable?"

Tong Huaer felt it for a moment, shook his head gently, paused, and looked up at Zong Beili with a delicate face, "Zong Beili, I suddenly seem to be able to eat and sleep. Will you despise me?"

She had just woken up with a soft voice and a tone that rarely flirted with him.

Zong Beili stared at her with dark eyes and suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart. He took tong Huaer into his arms and knocked his chin on her head, "No."

"...

Tong Huaer smiled and said nothing.

Are you hungry? Nanny Wu said he made soup for you. Let's go back now."

After hugging her for a while, zongbei loosened his arms around Tong Huaer and looked down at her with dark eyes.

When Zong Beili said this, Tong Huaer really felt a little hungry and nodded shyly, "Well, let's go home now."

"Okay."

Zong Beili pinched her little face and turned to get her coat.

"Hum..."

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Tong Huaer took the phone and looked at the screen. He immediately said something bad and quickly picked up the phone, "Elder sister Luo."

"Huaer! You finally answered the phone! Where have you been? I've been waiting for you at the bridal shop all afternoon. You're not coming, and you're not answering your phone!"

Luo's anxious voice came from the phone.

Tong Huaer stuck out her tongue, "I'm sorry, elder sister Luo. I'm here with Zong Beili now. I didn't answer your phone because I fell asleep. I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting all afternoon."

"Are you with young master Zong?" Luo heaved a sigh of relief and then said in a speechless voice, "Huaer, you really value sex over friends! Didn't we agree to try on the wedding dress? You..."

Luo kept scolding her on the phone. Tong Huaer knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare to say anything. He could only smile with her.

Zong Beili brought her the clothes. Tong Huaer was about to reach out to pick them up, but the man put his coat on her and squatted down to put her shoes on.

"... Tong Huaer was dumbfounded.

It was not until Zong Beili put her shoes on that she came back to herself and looked at Zong Beili in astonishment.

"Huaer? Huaer? Are you listening to me or not?"

Luo's unhappy voice came into his ear.

Tong Huaer was shocked and nodded, "Oh, I'm listening. Elder sister Luo, I know I'm wrong. I won't do it again."

"Hmph, if you stand me up again, I will never talk to you again!"

Luo hung up the phone.

Tong Huaer put down his phone and looked at Zong Beili with a twinkle in his eyes, "Zong Beili, are you okay?"

"What's wrong?"

Zong Beili frowned at her.

Tong Huaer: ..."

Did this man not realize what he had just done?

"Didn't you say you were hungry? Let's go."

Zong Beili pinched her little face.

"...

Tong Huaer shrugged his shoulders, nodded his head and stood up. Suddenly, he let out a muffled groan. His legs went limp and straight to the ground, making a loud' plop'sound!

"Tong Huaer!" Zong Beili, who was about to open the door, turned around and strode over. He held her in his arms and stared at her with his dark eyes, "What's going on? Where are you hurt?!"

"I don't know... My waist is so sore. Did I sleep too much?"

Tong Huaer bared his teeth in pain.

Zong Beili shuddered and a murderous look flitted across his eyes. His dark eyes glanced at her abdomen, pursed his lips and carried her to the bed without saying a word. He placed her on the bed to examine the wound.

Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the floor. Tong Huaer's knee was not broken, but it was red.

In the end, Tong Huaer was carried home by Zong Beili. It was no accident that Nanny Wu knew that she had knocked herself, looked for her medical bag and contacted the doctor. The nervous situation made the two little guys look at her worriedly, as if something was going to happen to her.

"No, young mistress, let's go to the hospital!"

Nanny Wu was still worried.

"Ah?" Tong Huaer was stunned and said, "No need. I'm fine. Nanny Wu, don't make such a fuss."

She didn't even break a skin on her knee. It was worth going to the hospital. It was too much of a fuss.