Rebirth tore the villain's wife very seductive

Wei Zihong clasped the door of the karaoke room with both hands, poked his hairy little head in, with a handsome toothy grin on his face.

His peach blossom eyes are beautiful when he smiles, and people can't hate him at all. He is a bit like a golden retriever known as an angel. He always smiles with his eyes squinted, and he has a special kind of docility towards Zhang Chongning.

Just outside the door, after listening to the person inside practice a song, he really sings really well and has a special voice. He opened the door a little, and the voice came in through the crack of the door he opened.

"Brother Ning, do you want to have a meal together at noon? I came up here to wait for you. I reserved a table at a private restaurant. After so long, I want to repay my life-saving grace."

At this time, Zhang Chongning was holding a thin stack of lyrics and sheet music in his hand, with a gentle smile like a spring breeze on his mouth, discussing with the music teacher next to him whether he should change this piece of music.

Zhang Chongning is undoubtedly a very handsome and elegant man. He looks elegant and elegant in any action he makes. The snow-white simple white shirt is tucked into the slim suit pants. Come out to be slender and straight.

Make people daydream infinitely.

"Huh? Are you waiting on the spot?" Zhang Chongning turned around and looked at him with a smile, looking at Wei Zihong who came to his karaoke room to wait for him to get off work, with a pure and harmless face.

Wei Zihong's heart froze, Zhang Chongning like this is really beautiful, and there are thoughts of people peeping and stealing everywhere.

Most men may have a problem, that is, they are always greedy for things that do not belong to them. After all, wives are not as good as concubines, and concubines are not as good as stealing.

Wei Zihong smiled brightly, and looked at Zhang Chongning with bright eyes without blinking, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and his bright eyes were moving; "Yes, otherwise someone will look at me later and take you away first, then I have to hurry up It's better to strike first,"

Thinking of Tang Minghan, Zhang Chongning really liked to fight against Wei Zihong, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously; "Then wait for 10 minutes, I will clean up and go with you."

"Well, I'll wait for you." After Wei Zihong finished speaking, he stood quietly at the doorman, looking at Zhang Chongning who was packing his things inside.

He greeted the musicians and other assistants in the karaoke room, and told everyone to go to lunch first.

Chen Qing also came over at this time, holding a small pot of throat-moisturizing tea in his hand. Zhang Chongning needed to drink a sip or two every time he practiced singing, so that his throat would not feel uncomfortable.

She looked at Wei Zihong outside the door, a little surprised, "Why are you here, Zihong?"

Wei Zihong said with a smile; "Would you like to go when Brother Ning gets off work for dinner? Let's go together."

Chen Qing had to follow Zhang Chongning now, and nodded to Wei Zihong who was smiling foolishly in front of him; "Well, wherever Xiao Ning is going now, I can't leave."

Wei Zihong said again; "Brother Ning said that he would repay my life-saving grace, and it has been delayed for so long. I was afraid he would forget, so I had to be thick-skinned and asked him to invite me to dinner. Haha, I booked a private room." There are not many places for dishes, you can just go with Brother Ning, don't tell Mr. Tang."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his nose and continued; "I'm afraid he'll be jealous. If I don't eat dinner later, it's okay to make trouble."

Chen Qing looked at him and smiled; "Hehe, Mr. Tang is a baby now, Xiao Ning. I understand that you don't want Mr. Tang to go, but you still have to tell him where you are going, so that he has a clear idea."

"Well, it's fine."

Chen Qing nodded, walked in, handed the tea to Chong Ning, let him have a sip.

He whispered; "Xiao Ning, you have to inform Mr. Tang."

Zhang Chongning sipped his cup, nodded, picked up the phone, and sent a WeChat message to Tang Minghan, saying that he and Wei Zihong were going to have dinner, and Chen Qing would follow, to reassure him that it was just an ordinary meal.

"Then let's go, don't make people wait too long."

Chen Qing nodded and walked out with a small backpack.

Wei Zihong happily introduced the style of this private kitchen to him with his mobile phone; "These dishes are made relatively lightly, and the fried ones are rarely spicy. Get the seat, I think you should like to eat."

Zhang Chongning took a look at the private cooking introduction on his mobile phone, it looked really good, at least according to his taste, and smiled; "Well, it looks good."

Along the way, Wei Zihong drove his Audi SUV, saying that it was enough to drive one car, just three people, but driving all the way, he found a small black car following them.

Wei Zihong pursed his lips and glanced at the rearview mirror. The driver was a burly man wearing sunglasses. There were probably a few people in the car who followed him closely. Wei Zihong once wondered if Du Qingzhou was worried and sent someone to follow him. .

Zhang Chongning watched him keep looking at the rearview mirror, and he also glanced at the small car image in the car mirror on the co-pilot, and said with a smile, "Zihong, that's my bodyguard, don't worry, he's not a bad guy."

Wei Zihong glanced at him thoughtfully, his eyes dimmed a little, he felt very uncomfortable, and he still smiled and said, "Oh, I thought those bad guys last time were still thinking that if they were followed all the time, I drove straight into the police station."

His half-joking did make the other two people in the car laugh.

Occasionally, we chatted without saying a word along the way.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the private restaurant that Wei Zihong mentioned. The location was very secluded. Although the store door was small, after walking in, they felt like a small sparrow with complete internal organs.

The decoration is Chinese pastoral style. Through the hall, there is an open-air yard, with some dwarf bamboos planted on both sides, and some teng melons around the small bamboo shed.

It seems that the green area is very comfortable, and the air is fresher than outside, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Those familiar with the business asked for a private room, which was semi-open and connected to a balcony. Outside the balcony was a small pond with lotus roots in full bloom.

After Wei Zihong sat down, he leaned back on the chair and watched the two dragonflies flying around on the small pond. His eyes were out of focus, and he just looked outside for more than ten seconds.

He turned his head and squinted at Zhang Chongning, and asked him, "Do you want to order food first, or do you want to drink tea? The tea soup here is also very famous. It is brewed by a master who is proficient in tea art. There is also a tea art performance in the hall."

When Zhang Chongning came in, he had already noticed that there was a man in a fairy dress sitting on the stage making tea in the hall. Judging by the standard of gestures, he was indeed decent.

"Then let's have some tea first. I also like to come to such a quiet and comfortable environment."

Although Zhang Chongning looked at Wei Zihong with a big smile on his face, he always felt weird. He must have something in his heart.

There was a smile in Wei Zihong's eyes, and the movement of his hands did not stop. He pressed the service bell, and a waiter came in immediately.

"Sir, what do you need?" The waiter lowered his head and glanced at Zhang Chongning from the corner of his eye.

"Three cups of Wuyi Mountain's top-quality tea soup from Bitan Piaoxue." Wei Zihong gave him a glance, and the waiter walked out.

After a while, a small wooden tray was held in his hand, with three cups of tea on it.

The male waiter put three bowls of tea in front of them one after another, and introduced; "The tea soup is golden in color, rich and clear, rich in aroma, and sweet in the mouth, using spring water from Lingshan Mountain."

Zhang Chongning knows how to drink tea, and he still knows how to drink tea etiquette. After all, he has been around Tang Minghan for so many years. The Tang family pays attention to the inheritance of traditions. Tang Minghan learned this since he was a child, and even occasionally brought Zhang Chongning to drink tea.

He used the tray to hold the tea bowl, and gracefully "scraped" the lid with his slender fingers a few times to make it thicker.Then put the lid on a little slope and took a sip.

Following Chen Qing's example, he picked up the teacup and drank it. Seeing that Chen Qing thought it was troublesome, he wanted to take off the lid and blow the tea leaves on it.

Hastily whispered; "You can't take off the top cover to blow the tea leaves floating on it, and you can't swallow them one after another. You have to sip one sip slowly."

"Oh... oh...that's pretty dainty." Following what he said, he drank it in a similar manner,

"..."

"Well, drinking tea is indeed very particular." Zhang Chongning nodded.

Wei Zihong shook his head and smiled, echoing, "It's more refined than drinking. Drinking tea is not drinking water."

Holding the teacup, he lowered his head and continued to drink. Wei Zihong was drinking tea in such a slow manner, only the sound of the tea lid touching the teacup was heard around him. It was very quiet, and he just waited quietly for 3 minutes.

Not long after Zhang Chongning finished drinking with Chen Qing, he felt a little sleepy. Seeing Wei Zihong's face overlapped with shadows, Chen Qing first slammed his head on the table with a bang, and then passed out.

Zhang Chongning pointed at Wei Zihong, frowned, and shouted with all his strength, "Zihong, you..." Why did you do this... He was lying on the ground before he finished speaking. On the table, unconscious.

Wei Zihong narrowed his eyes, his drooping long hair trembled, he stood up, picked up Zhang Chongning, and held him in his arms.

He is really thin and light, and it doesn't take much effort to hold him.

Wei Zihong's face was heavy, he pursed his lips and looked at the white and delicate neck that was exposed, his throat rolled, he had an unexpected reaction, smelling the faint elegant fragrance of the person in his arms, it was very fresh and pleasant, It smells a bit like lotion and a bit like body wash.

Wei Zihong looked at Zhang Chongning who lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly. It turned out that he looked so peaceful after falling asleep. He picked up Princess Zhang Chongning and carefully placed her on the small sofa against the wall in the private room.

Leaning forward, I kissed the lips that I had dreamed of and missed for a long time. The lips that had just drank tea were still moist and sexy.

Wei Zihong looked at this sleeping person whom he had always liked, thinking that he had already reached this point, lying under him, and he was still reluctant to hurt this person.

Even if he knows whether to do it or not, he will definitely speak ill of him when he wakes up, and even hate him.

Oh, how could such a gentle person speak harsh words to others? He must be avoiding him and not being friends with him. When he thought of this, his heart felt as if ice slag had been pierced into his veins. It was almost fatal.